15. Sinful Book 1
Hello" I said into my phone, I didn't bother checking the caller ID as my eyes were partly closed and my consciousness wasn't at its peak. It was the call that woke me up, whosoever it was, I just hoped it was good news or I'd have to kill someone.
"Heyy, Good morning beautiful" the voice was familiar, very familiar but I couldn't tell who it was.
"Yeah good morning" I said and took the phone away from my ear to know who was calling, it was Noah.
"Shit" I mistakenly said out loud. I paused to look at my surroundings, I wasn't home, it took some seconds to recall where I was, I came home with Antonio last night, he wasn't even in the room. Way to make me feel like a slut.
"Are you there?" I heard Noah ask me, shit! I forgot I was on a call.
"Yeah, uhm sorry. What did you say?" I asked him.
"I asked if you were okay" he said and I nodded, completely forgetting he couldn't see me. Nothing surprised me more than how disorganized and disoriented I was, what the hell happened to me? I mean I knew I wasn't a morning person, but I could manage just fine.
"I mean yeah, yeah I just woke up" I told him, forking my fingers through my hair with my free hand. Antonio must really think I was a joke, leaving me in his house like a fucking slut, what the hell.
"Look Noah, uhm, can I call you back later, I want to get a few things done" I told him, I didn't bother waiting for his response, I hung up.
I got up from the bed, letting the duvet fall freely from my naked body, I walked around the room, picking my belongings from the floor while remembering the events that took place last night. We had a wild, very wild night last night. Thinking about it made my nipples hard, I was already pooling in between my legs; Antonio Rivera was a beast, a god under the sheets, it was like he had a PHD for pleasuring women or something. I was sore but he made me want more, I still wanted more, don't get it twisted, I'm not sex crazed, it's just that, when you find someone who really knows what he's doing, it's hard to want to stop him for doing those things to you. Antonio was mental, thinking he could just up and leave me all alone like that.
I put my belongings on the bed and made my way to the restroom. I turned the knob of the shower to the perfect temperature I wanted and let the droplets of water fall on my body. I grabbed Antonio's body wash and put a little on my hand, lathering it to foam as I ran my hands over my body. The scent of the body filled my senses and for that period, all I could feel and smell was Antonio. I rubbed my hands slowly over my breasts as the warm water dropped evenly on my body; I threw my head back, feeling every bit of what I was doing to myself deeply. I let my left hand wander in between my legs as my right hand played with my nipples, taking turns with them. For that moment, I wished my hands were as big as Antonio's.
When I let my index finger come in contact with my clit, I moaned, putting a little pressure on it and loving the way it felt. I was a soaking mess and it shocked me. I let my middle finger slide slickly into my throbbing core, letting it settle a bit, then I started pumping my finger in and out of my pussy. I leaned on the glass wall of the shower booth, making myself more comfortable and I fucked myself.
I took out my finger and put it into my mouth, sucking all the juices from it. I took out my finger and put it back into my core, this time adding a second finger. I closed my mouth with my right hand to stop me from screaming as I pumped faster and deeper into me, letting my fingers sink into my pussy as fast and deep as I could. After a few more thrusts, I finally found my release. I stood under the water for some time, letting myself relax as the warm water cascaded down my body. When I came down from my high, I had a quick shower and ran out of the bathroom.
I strolled into Antonio's walk-in closet and picked up the first shirt I saw. It was a black dress shirt which was sure to be three sizes too big but I took it anyway.
I couldn't wear the same shirt I had on earlier because it was dirty and also because Antonio aggressively ripped three buttons out of it when we got here last night. I really couldn't deal with how impatient Antonio could be, ripping all my shit.
I wore the bra and skirt that I came in last night and paired it with Antonio's shirt. I combed my hair with my fingers, letting it air dry as I didn't have any product with me to make it presentable, nor was I going to use the hair dryer which was proudly sitting on his dressing table.
I wore my shoe, grabbed my bags and documents, and made my way out of Antonio's room. Approaching the living room, I heard voices, there were people in the house, and there was no way I could without them seeing me. I took a deep breath and walked downstairs, shoulders high, chin up.
"Oh, you're up" I heard Antonio's deep accented voice say. I turned to him and his guests. I smiled when I saw one familiar face, Aliyah.
"Girl!" I smiled at her, walking towards her for a hug.
"I didn't know you were coming" I said and she smiled.
"That's my shirt isn't it?" Antonio asked and I gave him a sultry look. Did he even have to embarrass me like that?
"Hi," I said to the other three people I didn't know, one of which was a girl and the other two, guys: although one of the guys looked familiar, I just couldn't place where I had seen him.
"I can't believe this! You're the girl from that night right? You walked in with Aliyah" the really hot guy said and I gave him a tight smile, looking over to Aliyah and then Antonio, asking for help.
"Leave her alone Phil" Aliyah scolded and he laughed.
"Bye! I'm off to work. Aliyah, I'll call you later" I told the group and made my way out of the house.
"So you want to leave without a proper goodbye for daddy?" I heard Antonio's voice say behind me, when I was already outside the house. I laughed because it was silly, he was silly; and daddy?
"I didn't think I owed daddy a proper goodbye. Don't call me" I smiled and hurried out the gate. I was late as fuck, again; in fact I was pretty sure I was going to get fired this time.
