Their Dirty Little Secret.

His Secret

[William’s POV]

Steaming hot water splashes against my body, trailing along my skin, doing abso-f*****g-lutely nothing to step the torrent of frustrating emotions I am feeling. Why was it that every f*****g time I closed my eyes I saw Abbie’s hurt expression from earlier in the day, and why did it actually make me feel some type of way?

“f**k,” I growl, turning off the water and stepping out so I can wrap a towel around my midsection. “This is f*****g ridiculous.”

Shaking my head in annoyance, I head out of the bathroom and then stop as I spot Bianca, my father’s mistress, sitting in a chair beside the window so the moonlight that shines through the glass cascades along her dark hair, which covers her body like a curtain.

“What are you doing?” I ask, heading to my dresser to grab a pair of boxers and sweats. “And how did you get in?”

“Are you not happy to see me?” She asks, getting up and following until she can wrap her arms around my waist.

Remaining in place, I look down, noting how her fingers play with the towel, threatening to pull it loose so that it will fall to my feet.

“Is it only me that has longed for us to be alone together again?” She continues, pressing her bare body against my back. “Since that time, you’re all I can think of.”

“My old man must not be around.” I mutter.

“He’s out with his wife,” she sighs, creeping around so that she can stare up at me. “But isn’t that fine? Since she’s with him, I can be with you.”

As she speaks, she begins to twine her arms around my neck and stands on her tiptoes so that her lips can find mine.

“f**k me, William,” she whispers, nipping my bottom lip. “I’m so lonely.”

Growling, I reach down and cup her ass, lifting her so she can throw her legs around me and I can carry her to the bed. When we arrive, I throw her down and let my gaze slowly travel from her hazy green eyes to her heaving breasts.

Maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad thing to relive that moment of loss of control again. Especially when my mind was so f*****g flooded with Abbie.

Giggling, Bianca spreads her legs, giving me a perfect view of her shaven p***y and drawing me out of my head and to the present.

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re quite the w***e?” I growl, pulling my towel off and throwing it to the ground.

“Many,” Bianca responds as I attack, pinning her beneath me. “But isn’t that the reason you want me? Because I’m an easy lay?”

“Shut up.” I snarl, slamming my mouth against hers. “You’re talking too f*****g much.”

Fuck what in the world was I even doing, repeating the same mistake I made in the past with the woman who was responsible for ruining my parents marriage? Back then, it was a simple need to destroy the b***h, but little did I know that she would enjoy what I did to her so much that she would find her way to my room night after night and not leave until I f****d her into oblivion.

“William,” Bianca gasps, turning her head to the side while I begin to bite down her jaw to her throat and then her breasts, where I take an erect n****e and attack, causing a squeal of pain and pleasure to escape her. “Oh goddess,” she groans, wrapping her legs around my hips while I grab her other breast with my hand and knead. “That’s it.”

With each passing minute, Bianca’s scent invades my senses, causing the little bit of rationale that I have remaining to disappear until all I am left with is an instinct to f**k the woman beneath me.

However, when I reach down, palming myself and rubbing my tip against her soaked entrance, Abbie’s face appears in my mind again.

“William.”

William, she mouths as Bianca speaks, stirring up something in me and making me shove myself deep into Bianca.

“Oh god!” Bianca moans, her face beginning to shift and change until she is no longer the one beneath me. “William.”

Abbie stares up at me, her eyes sparkling with desire, and her cheeks flushed beautifully.

“Please, William.”

“Dammit,” I hiss, beginning to move, f*****g not Bianca, but Abbie’s image that I have managed to fix on her. “What the f**k is this?”

Sitting up, I grab Bianca’s hips and pull her tightly against me while strengthening my thrusts until I’m burying myself completely again and again.

“William!” She screams, twisting her legs around me. “That’s it! Harder! Oh f**k, William!”

Shut up!” I yell, pulling out of her long enough to twist her around so that she is presenting her ass to me.

Reaching down, I place a hand on the back of her head as she attempts to turn and look at me, and once I’m certain she won’t speak anymore, ruining the f*****g illusion that the one I’m with is Abbie, I slam into her and start moving again.

“That’s it,” I growl, feeling something beginning to stir and awaken in me. “Take all of it!”

Closing my eyes, I let Abbie's image appear completely, tricking myself into believing that she was the one I was with and that she was the one moaning against the pillow in front of me.

Lifting my free hand, I attack, slapping Bianca’s ass so a muffled scream escapes her, driving me even crazier and spurring me to move faster in her until I can feel myself getting close to cumming, and when I feel like I can’t hold back anymore, I pull out so that I can shoot my load all over Bianca’s back as she screams in pleasure, squirting the blanket beneath her and the lower half of my body.

When she finishes, she collapses, panting heavily as I climb off my bed and grab the towel I threw on the ground.

“You should leave,” I announce, beginning to wipe away the juices that got on me. “You’ve gotten what you want.”

Pouting, Bianca turns over and stares at me, her eyes screaming that she isn’t ready to go just yet.

“Are you just going to use and lose me?” She whines, getting up on all fours and climbing seductively toward me. “We’ve still got so much time before your parents return.”

As she speaks, she reaches out, wrapping a hand around my d**k and pumping while her tongue juts out and runs along my tip.

“Can’t you just let me stay here and...”

“No,” I snap, grabbing her wrist and squeezing so that she releases me. “You got what you f*****g wanted; now leave!”

Feeling my anger and disgust toward myself spike, I pull, toppling Bianca off my bed and onto the floor in front of my feet.

“This will be the last time.” I say slowly as she stares at me in disbelief. “Don’t come to my room like this again, understood?”

Growing quiet, I wait as Bianca continues to watch me, her eyes and face filled with disbelief over my rejecting her so blatantly.

“But...” she starts, but stops as I let another growl rip out of me.

“Leave,” I repeat, letting my aura trickle from me. “Get the hell out of here and don’t you dare f*****g come back!”

“Why?” She demands, jumping to her feet. “Don’t tell me you didn’t just enjoy what we did! I could feel how f*****g excited you were to be inside of me!”

“That’s because I saw you as someone else.” I smirk. “And from this point on, she will be the only woman I will be fucking.”

“Liar!” Bianca growls, storming toward my door. “I won’t believe it unless you show me this other woman!”

“Fine,” I chuckle. “If that is what you want, then that’s just what I’ll have to do.”