A second later I hear the water operating. A pleasant sizzling bathtub sounds superb truly, and it’ll give me time to get myself collectively earlier than I drive again to the resort and see Lycus.

Rattling. I haven’t considered him for some time now. It appears like that is the longest I’ve gone in weeks with out occupied with and obsessing over him.

The water shuts off and my breath catches.

“I’ll always remember you, Angel,” he says softly, inserting a fragile kiss on my brow. “You’re good.”

After which the door to our room opens and closes softly, and I’m alone.

Tearing the blindfold from my face, I soar to my toes and race midway throughout the room to the door earlier than I cease myself. Do I wish to go after him? Do I wish to know who my good stranger was? Or do I simply wish to savour the night time for what it was?

Sighing, I flip away from the bed room door and head into the toilet, the place an ideal bubble bathtub with scented candles surrounding the deep tub is ready for me.

ChapterNineteen

Lycus

As I step out of the dimly lit room and into the hallway, I can really feel the load of guilt crushing down on me like a heavy blanket. My coronary heart races as I take into consideration the lady I simply left behind, her lips nonetheless swollen from my kisses, her physique nonetheless trembling from the pleasure I’ve given her, my launch nonetheless seeping between her thighs.

The reminiscence of her candy scent and our time collectively fills my thoughts, and I can’t assist feeling like I’ve betrayed her.

Guilt is crippling me. I ought to by no means have touched her. The second I walked into the room and noticed her ready for me with that blindfold on, I ought to have revealed myself to her and been sincere. Given her the chance to make an knowledgeable alternative.

As an alternative, I discovered myself drawn to her like a moth to a flame, mesmerised by her magnificence and the best way she checked out me. I knew I couldn’t resist her any longer.

My physique appeared to have a thoughts of its personal. However after making her come aside for me that closing time, I knew I couldn’t go on. It didn’t matter that we nonetheless had a few hours to get pleasure from collectively, I needed to depart earlier than I knew I wouldn’t be capable of stroll away from her. I needed to get out of there earlier than I did one thing silly, like tearing off her blindfold and making her see who she was screaming for.

As an alternative, I ripped my very own coronary heart out as an alternative.

Making an attempt to clear my thoughts with a deep breath, I concentrate on my subsequent steps. However as I make my means down the hallway and out of the membership, I can’t shake the picture of her from my thoughts.

I can’t cease myself from questioning what her life can be like with out me in it. Will she overlook me as simply as I’m presupposed to overlook her? Or will she carry the reminiscence of our encounter along with her perpetually, simply as I’ll?

I take one final deep breath and step into the early morning air, leaving the promise of a dream behind me. As I stroll in the direction of my automobile, I inform myself that that is the ultimate time I’ll ever do one thing like this.

I begin the engine and put the automobile in drive, heading again to the resort with a heavy coronary heart. As I drive, I look out the window and see town lights glittering within the distance, a stark reminder that I can by no means really escape the life that I’ve inherited.

By the point I’ve reached our resort room and let myself in, I’m dog-tired. It’s humorous how shortly and simply I’ve picked up these colloquial expressions from my time in London.

I eye the mattress, tempted to crawl below the covers for a couple of hours earlier than our flight out of right here later as we speak, however I don’t know when Angelica can be again and it wouldn’t be honest on her to be asleep in her mattress when she returns.

Moreover, I must bathe and take away the scent of her from my pores and skin earlier than I’m going insane.

I strip off my garments from final night time, tossing them carelessly to the ground, and step into the recent spray of the bathe. The water cascades over me, washing away the remnants of the night time, however it will possibly’t cleanse my conscience. I set free a pissed off sigh as guilt threatens to eat me as soon as once more.

Because the steam fills the toilet, I shut my eyes and let my ideas drift again to Angelica. Her title dances on my lips like a whispered confession. The reminiscence of her curves beneath my contact and the style of her on my tongue ignite a fireplace inside me that refuses to be extinguished. I attain for the bathe gel and lather my physique in an try and rid myself of her intoxicating scent, but it surely simply appears to make it worse.

Squinting on the bottle in my hand, I realise I’ve grabbed her bathe gel by mistake. Now I’m coated in her as soon as extra. The suds cling to my pores and skin, mingling with the remnants of our ardour. I scrub tougher, as if making an attempt to erase each hint of her from my being, or perhaps I’m driving her deeper into my soul.

However irrespective of how a lot I scrub and cleanse, her presence lingers in each nook of my thoughts. The best way she moanedSir, the best way she surrendered herself so willingly, it haunts me. It taunts me with what may have been if circumstances had been completely different.

My dick turns to stone and refuses to stop. I may attain for my very own bathe gel, attempt to imprint my scent excessive of hers, but it surely’s pointless. There’s no washing myself of Angelica so simply anyway.

I take my throbbing cock in my hand and squeeze.

Slowly, my hand strikes up and down, pumping in time with my ideas and the echoes of her moans.

I moan quietly to myself, my thoughts misplaced within the reminiscence. Angelica’s title is a chant as I stroke myself, sooner, tougher. The water sprays down round me, a sizzling bathe of erotic confusion.

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