CHAPTER EIGHT

The wedding eve

*Julie*

Judging from the way he sounded, I began noticing that Murphy was bent on fucking me the third time before my wedding day, so I tried my best not to let that happen. Even though he turned down the request made by Jeff to fix the wedding on 14th July, I had to avoid him throughout the week. Since he’d seen the sex thing as a game, I had to change my mindset to make sure that he didn’t fuck me the third time. After the wedding, I’d do anything possible to make disassociate with him. I’d ensure that Jeff does too.

In as much as I avoided him, I missed his cock like I was going crazy. I didn’t just enjoy fucking him but kept missing him as if our destinies were intertwined. Each day I thought of him I’d start showing less attention to Jeff. We were preparing for a wedding but I wasn’t feeling the aura of preparedness. Jeff was beginning to notice that too.

In a nutshell, I was confused. I hated Murphy for dominating our lives, and still loved him too. Such a mixed feeling consumed me.

Many times that Jeff tried to make love to me; I kept giving excuses because I wasn’t sure that I’d respond accordingly to his advances. Whenever I was with him, all I thought about was Murphy. My life became more complicated than I thought.

My initial plan was to fuck the billionaire and win the two million and move on but I discovered that since I did, I became obsessed. I started having a constant and unquenchable taste to have his huge cock inside me all the time. That moral looseness began to drive me crazy because the more I tried to get myself back on the right track; the more I was beginning to lose my love for Jeff. The most painful part was that I began to inadvertently transfer the entire love meant for Jeff to the stranger.

The day we were meant to take our pre-wedding snapshots, I avoided it because I suddenly started feeling that I wasn’t yet ready for the matrimony.

I knew I still loved Jeff, therefore I tried to avoid Murphy so that I could have the time to think of what I shared with my fiancé.

In that effort to erase whatever I had with Murphy, I kept feeling his presence more and more. Anywhere I went to, Murphy’s image and the lovemaking experience followed me around.

Murphy suddenly became a shadow of me that I couldn’t run away from. I even stopped going to work just to avoid him but that didn’t solve my emotional attachment to him. In fact, my life seemed like a fiasco without him. I really should hate him but I couldn’t and I didn’t.

To avoid that stupidity, I had to force myself to wed Jeff, so that Murphy would understand that the game was over. I started working towards it as I wished that the Saturday morning was already with me.

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On that wedding eve, all preparations were already made. I made sure that we booked accommodation at Sheraton Atlanta Hotel so that Murphy wouldn’t have access to me until the next day that was the wedding day. By then, it must have been late for him. He must lose the game this time.

To be frank, I wasn’t happy getting married without giving myself ample time to fall back in love with the man that I’d spent fifteen years dating. But I had to do it just to be the winner in the game. I wished that I could be lucky to call back those lost feelings when I’m married to Jeff. At the moment, the most important thing to me was to tie the nuptial knots and get it over with.

My prayer was to love the person I’d marry and not to marry the person I love.

Without mincing words, I’d fallen deeply in love with my boss but I didn’t want him to know that. I felt it was a wrong move and a sleazy decision for me. That very moment, I realized that even if I could control a lot of things in my life, controlling the way I felt could be the most difficult task. I died silently within me but had to go through with the wedding even though I wasn’t happy doing that.

I put on my sexy pink lingerie to make sure that I got Jeff seduced in the hotel room. I was looking so sexy and inviting. The sexy wear revealed my curves and made my ass showy. The semi-transparent lingerie was to make my man fuck me without a second thought.

Jeff entered after showering and found me looking so alluring. He couldn’t resist me as his body language revealed.

As I lay on the bed, I tried to force him to make love to me. Meanwhile, I later discovered that the lipstick print I saw on his shirt was that of his younger sister. I regretted not asking him about it when I should. If I ever did, I may not have fallen for the billionaire because I did that just to get back at Jeff. Silence is not always the solution even though it’s said to be golden.

Jeff knew that something was wrong with me because I took some strong wine and acted coquettishly around him. It was obvious to him that it wasn’t the usual way I behave whenever we’re together. He tried to be sure that I was sober before he could make love to me but I was pushing so hard in a way that made it seem as if I was drunk. All I wanted was to allow his dick to penetrate me; maybe he could fuck me in a way that would make me forget about Murphy.

As the struggle on bed continued between us, a call came to his phone but I held him back and didn’t want him to take the call.

“Can you ignore that call and focus on your wedding plans,” I angrily said pouting.

“This is important because it’s coming from my boss,” he replied having seen who the caller was, “Remember he’s the sponsor of the wedding,”

Knowing that Murphy was at his proposal game again, I became uncomfortable because I didn’t know what to do or say that’d not look suspicious before Jeff.

“Can you tell him that you’re busy with the wedding preparation?” I suggested. I felt like telling him the truth just to make him fuck me but that would ruin everything.

Jeff being the loyal servant ignored my warnings and took Murphy’s call. As if that wasn’t enough, I heard him tell Murphy the location where we were lodged. That was exactly what I was trying to avoid by choosing a secret location.

Before ending the call, I heard him say: “I’m coming to meet you right away,” He then turned to me and said: “The boss wants me to come and meet someone,”

He hung the call and put on his clothes as quickly as he could even when I tried to dissuade him. He left immediately without batting an eyelid.

I felt so stupid and ignored on the bed as I watched him leave.

Even though I wanted to have his cock inside me by all means possible, I felt both sad and happy. I was sad because he revealed my location to Murphy. I was also unhappy because he didn’t make love to me as I craved. But I was happy because I just wanted to be alone and allow him to go so that I could even figure out what to do and how to handle the last hurdle before my wedding.

As I enjoyed that solitude, I heard a knock on the door. I felt a bit sad because Jeff may have been through with the boss and returned to disturb my solemn serenity. It was even possible that he came with the CEO which was the last thing I wanted.

When I went to open the door, I saw no one but an envelope dropped by the threshold. I took the envelope and took a sweeping look one more time around the hallways before closing the door.

My mind was blown when I opened the envelope. I saw many pictures of Murphy and me at Lenox Square kissing each other. I didn’t know that someone caught us in such an act. At the spot, I sensed blackmail which got me restive and restless. I quickly hid the pictures and waited for a call that would come across from the blackmailer to make his demands.

As I was tossing in the room and thinking of a gimmick that would help me untangle the situation, a knock came again at the door. I knew it was exactly the blackmailer, so I rushed to open the door, but when I did, I saw Murphy. He was alone without Jeff. I checked around the hallways but there was no sign of Jeff.

“Surprised?” he asked and let himself in without my permission.

“Thank God you’re here,” I said and went straight to where I hid the pictures and handed them over to him, “Someone dropped this,” I said pulsating with fear.

“I’ve taken care of it that’s why you got it. I purposely sent Jeff away to tell you that I had the situation covered. I’ve settled the blackmailer. He’s silenced,” he said laughing and taking the situation lightly.

“What’s that smile for?” I angrily asked, “We’re in double trouble. How are you sure that the blackmailer had given up the entire copies with him? That’s the first trouble. The second one is that if Jeff comes in here, he’ll definitely find out what has been going on between us, which is why you have to start leaving immediately,”

As I was saying this, he locked the door and came back at me. I was trying to understand what he was about to do but he took me unawares with such a deep kiss that gave me no breathing space to complain about his action.

“To avoid being caught by your man, I have to fuck you quickly,” he said and tore my pink lingerie. “You look so sexy and breathtaking.

I thought he’d gone crazy, so I kept fighting him off but he resisted vehemently and kept caressing me. He overpowered me in a way that I felt surrounded by him even without being able to say a word. As I fought against being laid, he overpowered me and forced his fingers into my kitty. At this point, I started feeling so horny even more than I used to feel for him. It was like magic but I began to wish he’d start fucking me immediately even without thinking of the backwash of my actions if Jeff finally finds out.

“Oh, yeah,” I moaned softly. I tried hard to resist him, but instead of doing that, I was pushing him closer, “fuck me real quick before he comes back,”

He loved those words when I said it, making him shun foreplay to get down to the real quickie business. He sucked my pussy for a couple of minutes before inserting his cock inside me.

“Wow, I finally won,” he uttered happily with a smile on his face. After that statement, he started pounding hard on me.

I didn’t care about his wins but the pleasure that overtook my sense of judgment at the moment. He kept fucking me harder and harder until I let loose my tongue and began to groan louder for him.

In that missionary sex position, he screwed me without a break as if he took a sex enhancer. After fucking me in that position for a while, he made me wrap my hands around his neck, carried me up; with his hands holding firm on my lap. He suspended me in the air in that deep-water-dive sex position and started throwing me up while I landed with a heavy force on his cock. This position created a deep penetration that made me gasp for air. As he fucked me harder and faster, he kept sucking my dangling boobs, making me feel the throbbing veiny cock inside me. The more he bedded me, the bigger and stronger his pulsating cock grew inside me until no space was left. He shut his eyes and finished me up as if we were struggling for wins.

His cock got hotter inside me to the extent that I couldn’t stop him anymore. I was surprised at the stamina that made him keep carrying me in his arms as he fucked me for about fifteen minutes without putting me down.

As he scattered my honey pot, I began to feel so self-consumed to the point that his huge sledgehammer got so hot inside me.

I began to beg for mercy but he intensified his pounds and got me crying for him.

At a point, I couldn’t just take it any longer, so I forced myself to get down but he resisted and pushed me to the wall and hit my back there. From the wall side, he took me to the couch and rested my back on it. As this happened, his cock was still inside me. He kept fucking me on the couch until I began to feel a hot pee gushing out and getting the entire couch wetted.

“Oh, please!” I snarled, “I’m getting everywhere messy and I can’t say what’s happening to me,”

“Hey, don’t worry, it’s okay to mess everywhere with that squirt,” he said and kept pounding on me until he began to feel that his cum was announcing its incoming status, “oh…shhh, yeah, oh, yeah. I win the fucking fight and I’m cumming inside your fucking kitty,”

His words were crazy but I enjoyed them, “Oh baby, cum inside that fucking pussy. Make me feel like I’m dying for you,”

As I waited expectantly for his hot bullets to rush into my pussy, he pulled out his dick and forced it into my mouth, and started ejaculating. He got my mouth filled with his thick cum and forced me to swallow them all. I snorted my disapproval but later enjoy the taste of his cum in my mouth.

He smeared my face with the remaining thick seeds hanging on my jaw and my lips.

I looked mucky like someone coming out from a grungy tank.

He heaved a sigh and quickly got dressed. As he was about to leave, we heard a heavy and deafening knock on the door.