Betrayed: Keeping her in the Dark Vol. 3 (12 page)

I didn’t need to defend myself or my decisions to her. She needed to hear that I was no longer available and no longer interested and move on. 

Norah 

Four days before the surprise party I had spent my time planning for him and again I see him putting the blonde woman in a cab. 

Things were back to normal with us, but I still had a bit of tension in my stomach around him. I was hoping some hot desk sex in his office would finally make all my fears go away.  And there she was again. Who was this woman? Did they have a lunch time affair going? Was he ever going to tell me who she was to him? I wanted to ask him. Actually I wanted to rip his hair out, smash his face against the wall, and then ask him. 

But again I decided against it. Liam and I had great fights. We had arguments that lasted days. We were both cocky smartasses who liked to be right. We fought, screamed at each other, then one of us would give in and we would have great sex. 

Our fights were the things people told their grandchildren about. Well maybe not their grandchildren because the making up usually ended with me sucking him off and that was something children shouldn’t hear about. 

I decided to get through the party and then I would bring it up after. I had gone to too much trouble for this party and I wasn’t about to ruin it for a suspicious woman. 

Now I just had to make myself calm down. He wasn’t touching her inappropriately, he didn’t have lipstick on his collar or smell like perfume when he came home. This time it almost looked like he was shoving her in the cab. 

I took my frustration out on the kitchen. I gave Rosa the afternoon off and washed every dish in the cabinets. I took everything off the counter tops and wiped them down. Then I wiped the things from the counter down and put them back. I took everything off the shelves in the pantry and wiped them down too. 

While I was wiping down the food and putting it back I heard him walk in the kitchen. 

“Don’t walk on the floors! I just moped them!” I yelled from the pantry. 

“Norah? What are you doing?” I walked out of the pantry and as far in the kitchen as I could without messing up the floors myself. 

“I’m cleaning the kitchen, what does it look like?” I was panting and out of breath. 

“We pay people for this.”

“Yeah, I’ve been told.”

 “Another bad day?” he asked. 

“Yes. Another bad day. Listen, I’m going to finish in here and then I will meet you in the gym so we can run.” 

“No dinner?” 

“I feel like running!” I yelled from the pantry again. 

“What if I feel like eating?” he mumbled. 

“What was that?” I yelled for him to repeat himself.

“Ah, nothing.”

I put the kitchen back together and went up to change my clothes. I put on my running shorts and a sports bra and went to meet Liam in the gym. 

He was running on the treadmill. He looked hot. Damn hot. He looked sexy. Fucking sexy. Why did he do this to me? Why did he make me hate him one minute and want to throw on the floor and fuck him the next? One minute he could make feel like he wanted to control my every move and the next he was handing me the moon on a silver platter. 

He drove me crazy, mad and insane. But I knew I did the same to him. It was just I was on the receiving end these days and he was on the crazy end. 

I pushed open the door and walked in the room. He looked over his shoulder and glanced at me. 

“I’m on mile five, little one, you’re gonna have to be fast to catch up tonight.” He kept running. I had no interest in running anymore. I turned on the music over the loud speakers in the gym. I played “What goes around comes back around” by Justin Timberlake. 

I slowly removed my shoes and kicked them in the corner. He turned to face me again. I moved my hips to the music.

 I moved in a circle and used the ropes hanging from the ceiling as a pole and spun around. I sang along with the words of the chorus as I removed my shorts revealing my panties. He slowed the treadmill and stepped off. 

I kept dancing like he wasn’t there and took off my bra leaving myself topless, dancing in my underwear. I moved closer to him and rubbed myself against him. I slowly moved away and threw him a towel. He quickly dried off his face but he kept his eyes on me. 

I moved my hips as I slowly pushed my underwear to the floor. I walked seductively to him and grabbed his shirt, pulling him into an aggressive kiss. He tried to put his hands on my butt but I wouldn’t let him. 

I ripped his shirt off and pushed him down on the bench in the corner. 

“Norah, I don’t know what has gotten into you, but I like it.” 

“I didn’t say you could speak!” I barked out. 

“Yes Ma’am.” I took his mouth again and licked him from his ear to his shoulder. I made his hands touch my breasts as I pulled him out of his shorts. I stroked his cock a few times then looked back up at him.

I gestured that I wanted his mouth to replace his hands and he quickly took a nipple in his mouth. I grinded myself against him and held my head back enjoying the feeling of his tongue on my nipples. I straightened up and forced his head to move down my stomach. My whole body came to life and started to relax. He moved back up and I thought he would kiss me but instead he went for my neck. 

“You feel so good, little one,” he breathed in my ear as he kissed and sucked on his special spot. 

“I said,” I swallowed hard, “no talking,” I tried to sound still in control but I knew I didn’t. I ran my hand over his silky, long length and moved it to my entrance. 

“I need you, Liam,” I panted. “I need you right now,” I panted again. I pressed myself down on him so I could feel him in my core. 

“Damn, baby.” He kissed my neck and licked my collar bone. “You have me, Norah.” He breathed in my ear. “You have me. I’m yours.” 

I started to move against him and his hands help guide me. He lifted me up and down, slowly, letting me savor every thrust. 

“That’s it, little one,” he said. “Take what you need,” he said between kissing and sucking on my neck and breasts. 

I put my hands on his shoulders and let my head drop back and just rode him. I rode him like I was a cowgirl in a rodeo.

I wasn’t thinking about his pleasure or how I looked or being self-conscious. I thought about me and my needs. He was my man. My husband. I needed him. I needed this from him. So I just let it happen. 

I could feel sweat start to trickle down my thighs. My orgasm was building inside me. I leaned back again and connected with Liam. Our eyes found each other and we held each other’s glance for what seemed like forever. 

My whole body tighten and he actually winced. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was too tight for him or it felt too good. We didn’t say anything else. All I could hear was the sound of both us breathing hard and the music in the background.

When he placed his thumb on my clit on started making circles the silence ended. 

“Oh yes! God yes! That’s it!” I moved faster against him and he circled his thumb in the other direction.

“I like the demanding side of you, little one. I like it when you take control and take what you need,” he kept moving his finger.

I shook when I finally came. Ocean waves of pleasure went through my body and I couldn’t control my movement. I put my head on his shoulder and let my orgasm rip through me. He kept moving his hips and his thumb which made my body shake. 

When I finally raised my head to see his face again, my legs felt so weak I thought I would never walk again. 

“It’s your turn,” I panted. He kissed my lips softly. 

“Don’t worry about me, Norah. You needed that for some reason and I was more than happy to oblige you.” He kissed me again. 

“Yes I did,” I panted as I slowly lifted myself off of him. “But I need this too,” I started to lower myself to my knees but instead he started barking orders. 

“No. I don’t want it like that.” I looked up at him. “Go to the wall and put your hands against it.” I did as he said. “Turn around with your back to me.” I did it. “Bend over, and keep your hands on the wall.” I pushed my butt out and laid my flat palms against the wall. 

He ran his hands over my butt and mumbled something about how smooth it was. I turned my head to face him and he barked again.

“I didn’t tell you to look at me!” I turned back and smiled at the wall. 

He ran his fingers over my sex and rubbed my clit again, which gave me another shiver. “You are so fucking wet, little one. That must have been one hell of a fuck for you.” I looked down at the floor. 

“It was.” 

“It’s my turn to talk,” he barked out again. “Now spread your legs and prepare yourself to be fucked again.” I widened my stance. 

He slid inside me slowly and pressed his face in my back. He pumped forward and then back out. Forward and then back out. Several times. Each slower than the next. 

He was driving me crazy, but making me feel so good. I could feel his dick on my core again. 

My body started to tingle with pleasure as his movement picked up. In and out. In and out. In and out. Faster and faster. He griped my hair in his hand and pulled my face up exposing my neck.

“Does this feel good?” he asked. 

“God yes,” I panted. He kissed my neck and ran his other hand over the front of my body. He cupped the front of my sex and licked my ear. “This is mine, you got that?” he wasn’t really asking. He knew the answer already. 

“Yes sir,” I managed to get out.

  “I’m gonna fucking come, and I want you to come with me, ok?” I nodded and he yanked my hair back again. “Say it!” he demanded.

 “Yes sir,” I said. He was like an animal. His mouth was everywhere, his noises were arousing. His hips never stopped moving.

He moved the hair from my back and released his hold pushing it over my shoulder. His teeth griped the back of my neck and I leaned into his mouth. I needed the pain. I welcomed it.

His thumb started to work its magic on my clit again and I knew it wouldn’t be long. I just hoped my body could wait until he came. 

“Fuck, Liam!” I breathed out. “I’m gonna come,” I said. His moved his mouth from my neck and groaned. 

“You will come when I tell you to, little one,” he stated. He put his hand on my throat and pulled my head back beside his. “Are you ready?” I tried to nod but he wouldn’t let me. He let out a loud groan and I felt his whole tense up behind me. I closed my eyes and let my body go too. 

We stayed like that for a minute or two trying to recover. I was pressed up against the wall and he was bent over me. We both were panting and I could feel his heart beating against my chest. 

Finally he straightened up and groaned when he pulled himself out of me. I winced and dropped to my knees. I just couldn’t hold on my own weight anymore. I was all fucked out for the moment. 

“Are you alright?” he asked as he scrambled for his clothes. 

“Yes, I just need a second. My legs feel like jelly.” He kicked my underwear and shorts over to me and I nodded at him. 

“My body feels like I’m turning 50 on Saturday and not 30.” He reached for his back like he was hurt. “Damn woman! Are you trying to kill me?” 

I just laughed and put my clothes back on.

 “I do like the way you work out though,” he kissed my lips as he sat beside me on the bench. 

“Now what do you say we take a long hot shower, in which I may or may not fuck you again, and then curl up in bed and let me hold you all night?” 

“That sounds wonderful,” I said. He got up and held out his hand to me. “I need a minute. I’ll meet you in the shower.” He nodded and walked out of the gym. 

That was exactly what I needed. I loved it when Liam took control and gave me orders in the bedroom…or wherever. It was a powerful feeling. I didn’t think so at first, but it was. I liked knowing he controlled my pleasure and he felt the freedom to use me the way he wanted. I loved the feeling of belonging to him, but I also liked showing him that he belonged to me too. 

Chapter Ten 

Liam

I didn’t know what had gotten into Norah, but I honestly didn’t care. After our marathon session in the gym, she surprised me with an afternoon blowjob the next day, limo sex on Thursday on the way to work, and Friday I went down on her while she was on a conference call in her office. 

She was an animal. I’m sure if you asked her, she would say, I was the animal. 

I didn’t know what made Norah act like a sex crazed tiger, but I wasn’t complaining. Not. One. Bit. 

Over the next few days every moment we were together she turned it into a fuck session. It was wonderful and I didn’t mind at all, but it made it difficult for me to talk to her.  I needed to explain myself. I needed to tell her the truth. But when I felt like I was ready, she would hike up her skirt and reveal she wasn’t wearing any panties and I lost all train of thought. 

Norah

I needed to work out my frustration and there was nothing left to clean in my house. When I ran all I could think about was the blonde in the cab. Fucking Liam constantly was the only way I could get it all out. 

He and I were alike that way. When I pissed him off, or he didn’t feel in control, he took me in the back of a limo in front of a random driver or chained me up in the basement and took his aggression out with a whip. 

When I came so loudly in the middle of my conference call that I had to mute my phone, I began to think maybe we needed to do something else to relieve stress. 

As soon as this party was over, I was going to start taking yoga to relax, and I was going to sign Liam up for kickboxing for his aggression. 

I liked all the sex. No, I loved it. But we had to learn to talk to each other instead of just fucking until it didn’t matter anymore. Because it never worked. It worked in the beginning, but sooner or later the truth was going to come out and he and I would ten rounds with each other.