Chapter 48
LILA
Ihad a lovely time despite the oh-too-familiar surroundings. My brain went into ‘Victor’ mode, and it was hard. I missed him, as much as I hated to admit it.
“You know, you seem a little distracted.” Graham tilted his head and sipped his wine. “I mean, I get it. I turn up out of nowhere…you’re pregnant and living with your ex.”
I winced. “It’s a lot.”
“It is,” Graham agreed. “But I didn’t come here expecting anything, Lila. Just your company.”
I squirmed a little in my chair. “You said you couldn’t stop thinking about me.”
His eyes glittered with mirth. “I can’t.”
My stomach flipped as his gaze locked onto mine.
“You’re stunning, and I’m a red-hot-blooded male. I’d be a fool not to try.”
I gulped my water down, so I didn’t have to answer. He was being rather direct about his intentions.
“I like spending time with you,” I admitted, pushing my plate away. I was so full I felt like I could burst. “I didn’t expect to see you again.”
He smiled. “I had to see you again.”
Warmth rose in my cheeks. “I’m flattered.”
Graham signalled for the check, and I licked my lips nervously. What happened at the end of the date? What did I want to happen?
“I know you’re still in love with him,” Graham said, leaning forward. “But if you want something to take your mind off him…I’m more than happy to oblige.”
Holy shit!
He’d nailed it, absolutely nailed it. I couldn’t see myself in a relationship with anyone, let alone someone who spent half his time flying around the world.
But a distraction from Victor?
Now that could work.
“I’m just so tired of feeling sad,” I confided. “I want to forget.”
“Even if just for a night?” Graham asked, confirming my suspicions. He didn’t want a relationship either, but there was an attraction between us that would be fun to explore.
I met his gaze and smiled. “Even if just for a night.”
The hotel room was luxurious, like I knew it would be. I kicked my boots off and sighed as Graham approached me from behind. His hands wrapped around my waist as his lips grazed my shoulder.
I shivered and turned my head, my lips capturing his. He tasted of wine, and something heady and sexy. His tongue was dominant as he let his hands cup my breasts, pressing his hardness into me from behind.
“Oh,” I breathed, arching into it like I always did with Victor.
But this wasn’t Victor.
This was another man, and he knew exactly what he was doing. He twisted me so I was facing him, cupping my face in both hands as he kissed me, moaning into my mouth.
“You’re stunning, Lila. Let me taste you.”
He fell to his knees and shoved my dress up, sliding my underwear down past my ankles. I stepped out of them, my heart thundering.
Victor had done this so many times, but…
Graham lifted my leg, hooking it on his shoulder before burying his face into my pussy, inhaling deeply.
I had been self-conscious, but as his tongue stroked my clit, I let it all go.
“Jesus!” I thrust against his mouth as he pressed both hands to my butt cheeks, just so he could get more of me. “Can I lie down?” I gasped as my legs went all shaky.
Graham rose to his feet and lifted me into his arms, bridal style. His lips glistened with my wetness, and I flushed.
“Your wish is my command, Lila.”
Swoon.
He released me gently onto the bed, his eyes not leaving mine for a second as he took his place back between my thighs.
“Wait!” I said suddenly, an idea sparking in my mind. “Can we video this?”
Graham's jaw fell open. “You naughty minx—of course, we can. Use it for whatever purpose you see fit.”
I threw a hand in the direction of my purse, and Graham handed it to me. I scrambled to my feet and set up the video, making sure my phone was directed to the bed.
Once I was sure we could be seen, I hit record. I could trim the video later.
“As you were,” I whispered, standing on tiptoes to brush my lips against his. I could taste myself, a mixture of lust and musk that went straight to my core. This man smelt and tasted of me, and that did something to me.
I slid back onto the bed, parting my thighs as Graham tugged me down by my hips. Then he slammed his mouth onto my pussy, his tongue lapping at my clit.
“Ohh,” I cried out, bucking my hips and giving in to the desire that had been building in my body for weeks.
This was better than doing it yourself. This was…
His tongue pushed into my hole, and I saw stars when he pressed my clit with his thumb at the same time. He worked me like a doll, and I followed his every command.
When my orgasm hit, I let it rip through me, bringing tears and ecstasy as I throbbed around him.
“Fucking hell, I need to fuck you.”
I heard a condom wrapper rip open, and Graham stared down at me, silently seeking permission.
“Yes! Fuck me,” I begged, watching as he slid the condom on.
He entered me slowly, both of us moaning as he did.
“Jesus, you’re tight. You feel so good around my dick, Lila.”
His words were making me delirious.
Imagine Victor listening to this.
I rocked my hips, trying to take in more of him.
“Greedy girl, aren’t you? Let’s slow down, I don’t want to hurt you.”
He was thinking of the baby, wasn’t he? So, I surprised him by flipping us over, clawing my dress over my head so my heavy breasts were in his face.
“Then I’ll do it,” I whispered, sliding onto his rock-hard dick.
“Fuckkkkk,” he hissed, leaning down to suck on my left nipple, his fingers stroking my other as I moved on top of him.
“You feel so good inside of me,” I told him, which was true, but more for my husband's benefit. I stared into the camera. “You fill me so well. You’re so big.”
Graham moaned beneath me, lifting his hips and gripping mine as I rode him. I forgot about my performance for the camera soon enough, and I was coming again on his dick.
“Fuck, that’s good!”
“Harder, please, Graham…”
“You look so good sitting on my dick, Lila.”
I rocked my hips as he pounded into me from below, nearing his own release.
“Let me fuck you from behind,” he gasped suddenly, and I nodded, frustrated as I was so close to a third orgasm.
When he re-entered me, I moaned and rubbed my clit with my fingers.
“No, let me. I’m a gentleman, after all.” Graham’s fingers replaced mine, and along with his slow, deep thrusts, he brought me to an explosive climax. I cried out, my pussy clenching around him as he let out a deep moan, followed by quick thrusts that told me he was satisfied too.
“Now I want to clean you up. Shower?”
I laid face-down on the bed, still trying to catch my breath as Graham slipped out of me.
Oh my god. I’d slept with another man, and I’d loved it.
My gaze fell on my phone, and a smile graced my lips.
Even better, I’d recorded it to share with Victor.