<b>Chapter </b>98


    Addison


    Marco was here.


    Shit. Shit. Shit.


    What is he doing here right now?


    At that very moment, I looked into the mirror and my eyes locked with Zane’s then my entire face flushed just as he fully rose back to his feet, but he wasn’t backing away yet, instead he slipped those two fingers into me, all the way to his knuckles. A moan tore past my lips, which he muffled by slipping a hand across my mouth. I whispered hard, moaning again against his hand across my mouth as my walls clenched tightly around the two digits stretching my walls out and making me grow wetter at once.


    This was so wrong, everything about this was absolutely wrong. My eyes were filled with panic when it locked with him in the mirror and I wanted to tell him that this was wrong and that we absolutely cannot be doing this right now when Marco was on the other side of the door.


    But his own eyes filled with a gleam, one which made me shudder hard against it cause one look at it indicated that it couldn’t mean anything good. I pulled on the rest of my willpower and used that to try tearing his grip from my mouth, and it worked then I tried ring at him.


    A knock echoed on the door again,ing a few more times and I felt myself grow more tense when Marco’s voice filled the air again, calling out to me and asking if I was fine.


    “Stop, he- he’s out there, and I have to go to him now!” I whispered then I tried to reach down and pull his fingers out from my pussy, but he grinded his fingers right into the sensitive spots across the walls in my pussy and as I whimpered, I clenched tightly around his fingers just as I felt myself grow scoffed against my ear, his eyes still gleaming as he shed me a grin.


    ore wetter. He


    “Want me to really stop? You’re literally clenching around my fingers so tightly right now, like you don’t want me to pull out no matter what.” His grin widened as he spoke and I shook my head desperately, wanting to deny all that he was saying right now, but he curved his fingers deep within me at that very moment, curling it just right and I cried out as it dug tight into the eye of a sensitive spot which send a sharp wave of pleasure through me, then I stiffened before feeling the moan get punched right from my stomach and I quickly reached up to p a hand across my lips so the sound get muffled by my palm.


    Zane chuckled beside me just as my walks clenched tightly around his thrusting fingers and I kept whimpering and moaning over again. I hate him, I hate him so very much, and I want to tell him that right now but all that kept leaving my mouth right now were moans and groans and I couldn’t risk those sounding right now cause Marco was still on the other side of the door right now.


    Oh god. What level of sin is this?


    Hardcore?


    Pleasure was building right within me at a fast pace from how hard I was being fingered fucked right now and I never went it to stop until I get my orgasm, but at the same time, i was fully aware that Marco was out there looking for me and I have to go to him. If I have any shame left, that’s exactly what I’m supposed to do right


    now, but the thought of pulling away at this point without getting my orgasm felt like a death sentence.


    The fingers slowly stopped moving within me and I whimpered in protest, my body trembling, but Zane was reaching for <i>my </i>purse and pulling it right in front of me while I blinked at it in confusion, my brain finding it hard toprehend thighs fast presently.


    purse, while my walls clenched “What’s-“I began in a slow voice, feeling confused as I blinked down at the tightly around the fingers deep within me right now. Zane tsked for a moment, then he pulled his fingers out from my pussy while I felt like I almost died. I cried out in protest, not remembering to muffle the sound until Zane was pressing his hand over my mouth, a look of disapproval on his face which made me flush all the way to my roots. As my walls clenched emptily around morning, I whimpered behind his hold, feeling like I might cry if he chose to leave me like this. Before I could think of asking him why he pulled his fingers out, he was already nodding towards my purse again.


    “Get your phone and silence it, he’s gonna call it in a bit.” He instructed and as my brain struggled to grasp unto his order, I squirmed a little then I reached for the purse on shaking fingers and finally whipped the phone. Just as I silenced it, a call came in from Marco. As I stared at the caller ID, guilt began to swirl within me as I kept blinking down at it.


    Zane snorted from above me, then he read aloud the name I used to store Marco’s name.


    “My heartbeat?” He drawled before chuckling and I flushed, then some of my senses began to return to me, but just as I made to demand that he let go of me, he was sliding his fingers deep into me, making me choke hard on air and grip unto his biceps for purchase as I trembled hard and moaned right into his fingers.


    “Look at yourself in the mirror.” He instructed as he fucked me deep and hard with the fingers and as I whimpered breathlessly and clenched hard around the digits, I forced my eyes open and stared at my reflection.


    “Look at what a little slut you look like,” he drawled lowkey, then he bit on my earlobe and pulled and I


    ee with him whimpered hard while I clenched tightly around his thrusting fingers, wanting to badly dis: right and, but unfortunately he was right. My face was flushed, my face sweaty and my hair. mess.


    I look utterly and totally wretched. My lips were rosy and swollen from constantly biting it. In conclusion, I look a mess, and I whimpered as I kept starting while Zane snorted against my ear and pulled his fingers out from my clenching pussy and I whimpered from protest again, but he ignored those sounds and dragged his tongue over his two fingers, making me tremble and grow heater from the sight of him right now. He ducked the two fingers into his mouth and hummed like he just tasted some actual food right now and I grew even more heated as I watched him.


    After that, he hummed as he dropped his hand from my mouth, then he stepped back while I blinked at him, regarding him in utter disbelief from the reflection right now. When he noticed, he chugged easily and slipped a hand into his pocket.


    “Don’t look so shocked right now, I can’t let youe just yet. That would be too easy. This is a punishment for you taking so long to give me a response here.” He drawled as his eyes raked over me and slowly, I flushed from root to my feet while disbelief washed over me again. I was slumped against the cold counter which was now warm from my body heat, feeling like I couldn’t move right now from how wrecked I feel. My orgasm was just out of reach, a few more thrusts and I’d have gotten my peak, but he stopped right before I got there, and now, I so want to kill him.


    “Hey now rx and don’t look so murderoos You look painfully cute instead of dangerous.” He drawled as he


    chuckled softly again and I shook again as I solely pushed off the counter <i>to </i>turn around and stare straight at


    him.


    “You bastard,” I gritted out, feeling angry right now, cause it felt like all of this, ignoring Marco while he knocked, silencing my phone, all of it ended up amounting to nothing.


    He rolled his eyes and arched a brow at me. “Now, that’s no way to speak to your boss<b>, </b>is it?” He drawled but I was too enraged right now.


    “Fuck you, Zane. Fuck you so much.” I gritted out while he chuckled.


    “Minutes ago, you were begging me to fuck you.” He pointed out and I flushed while heughed easily before stepping closer and crowding me again.


    “You’ll being into work again in a bit, yes? Perhaps I could finish what I started over there. This isn’t a convenient ce right now and I’m sure more people would start knocking soon anyway.” He drawled but I felt myself bristle at the fact that he was asking us to continue thister at his work cause there actually would never be a next time. Now that I was out of the moment, my senses were back and I’d be stupid to let him do something like that to me again.


    “Fuck you. There won’t be a next time.” I breathed out while my chest heaved but he ignored me and buried his fingers into my hair, then he pulled hard so my thrust got bared to his gaze while I moaned breathlessly and trembled.


    What does he want to do next? Why couldn’t he just leave me alone? Whenever he touches me like this, I lost the ability to think, and I hated it, hated that he had that much effect over me.


    As those thoughts kept dancing through my mind, I didn’t notice his hand moved from his pocket to the spot between my legs and as his fingers stroked through my folds, my mouth fell open and all the nerves within me instantly lit up. I whined breathlessly, my body shaking and my legs trembling as I quickly pped a hand across my mouth to stop a moan from escaping just now as he thrusted two fingers into me smoothly, all the way to his knuckles.


    “And here I thought you weren’t gonna want me anymore after all that talk… turns out it was all bluff.” He crooned as he fucked the fingers in deep, nailing that sweet spot deep within me that almost had me sobbing right now as I kept clenching continuously over his fingers, feeling myself grow dizzy and derilious as pleasure washed over every inch of my body.


    He groaned as he trailed open mouthed kisses over my arched throat and I moaned again when he nailed that sweet spot deep within me over and over again. My orgasm was building up again, at a really fast pace and I almost screamed for joy as I felt it whirling and whirling within me, approaching at a really fast, whirling pace, that had me clenching harder and tighter around the fingers thrusting into me.


    When Zane pulled his fingers out just as I was about toe, I almost broke into tears as my walls clenched helplessly around nothing while frustration burned through me, threatening to make tears fall from my eyes.


    “Shh.” Zane murmured against my thrist which ese still arched due to his grip still in my hair, then he was rubbing the wetness of his fingers over my wet thighs while I trembled hard, my entire insides feeling utterly destabilized by the thought of another orgasm just being out of reach thenpletely disappearing from my sight again.


    As Zane straightened my dress, I wanted to hate him right now, I was too weak to even muster any actual