Chapter 76
Darrell
I stood under the shower for a long time after she left, hot water pounding my shoulders, stear filling the bathroom until the mirror fogged completely. I scrubbed hard, trying to wash away the night: her taste on in tongue the feel of her ass clenching around me, the way her body shook when she came the third time. It didn’t work. The scent of her stayed on my skin no matter how much soap I used.
By the time I got out, towel around my waist, the apartment felt colder and quieter. I padded to the kitchen in bare feet, opened the fridge, and pulled out leftover takeout-cold lo mein and a couple of egg rolls. I didn’t bother heating it. Just stood at the counter, eating straight from the container with chopsticks, staring at nothing. The food tasted like cardboard My mind kept replaying her walking out-back straight, no glance back, no hesitation
I finished half the container, tossed the rest, and headed to the bedroom. The sheets were still a disaster. They were crumpled, stained, reeking of sex and lube. I stripped them off roughly, balled them up, and threw them toward the hamper. Grabbed fresh ones from the closet-plain white, nothing special-and started making the bed Tucked the fitted sheet, snapped it over the corners, and smoothed it down.
That’s when I saw something.
Her panties-black lace, simple but sexy-crumpled on the floor near the foot of the bed, half-hidden under the edge of the mattress. She must’ve kicked them off during one of the frantic moments and forgotten them completely when she dressed in a hurry.
I bent down slowly and picked them up between two fingers. They were still barely warm. Still damp in the crotch from how soaked she’d been all night. The fabric was soft, worn in places, carrying the faint trace of her laundry detergent mixed with her arousal and the salty musk of my cum that had leaked out of her earlier.
I brought them to my face without hesitation. Inhaled deep.
Fuck.
The scent hit me like a punch. It was rich, intimate, and filthy. Sweet musk, wet heat, the lingering trace of her pussy, and my release. My cock twitched instantly, thickening under the towel. I pressed the lace harder against my nose. breathing her in like oxygen, eyes falling shut.
In my head she was back.
Right there on top of me.
Straddling my hips, thighs squeezing tight, knees digging into the mattress. Hair wild and falling over her shoulders lips parted, eyes glassy from coming so many times. She sank down agonizingly slow, taking every inch of me unul ber ass net my thighs. A low moan slipped from her as she bottomed out, hips rolling in tight circles that made my cock throb inside
her.
I groaned out loud in the empty room, hand already shoving the towel aside and wrapping around my shaft I sat down stroked slowly, from the base to tip, using the pre-cum leaking from the head as lube. The panties stayed pressed to her scent filling my lungs with every breath.
In the fantasy, she leaned forward, palms braced on my chest, nails digging in just like betore Her tits bounced with every bounce, her nipples hard, begging to be pinched. She rode me harder, faster, pussy clenching around me like she wanted t keep me inside forever.
“Fuck me deeper,” she gasped in my mind, her voice wrecked and needy. “Use me Fill me up Make me yours one last time
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fupped the fantasy. I bent her over the pillows, ass up, face buried in the sheets, and stamrned back in. The memory of her ass taking me earlier was so vivid I could almost feel the tight heat again, the way she’d whimpered and pushed back for more, begging for if rougher.
My hand sped up, stroking faster, twisting at the head, thumb swiping over the sin inhaled her scent again, deeper this time, and groaned low, my hips jerking up into my fist.
She looked back over her shoulder in the fantasy, her eyes locked on mine, mascara streaked mouth open on a moan “Come inside me. Mark me. Make sure I feel you tomorrow when I walk away.”
That image-her ass bouncing, pussy dripping, ass still gaping slightly from earlier-stapped something.
I came hard, my back arching off the half-made bed, a groan ripping out of my throat, thick ropes spilling over my fir splattering my stomach, and dripping down my knuckles. My hips jerked through it, chasing every pulse, until I collapsed back, chest heaving, vision spotty.
The panties were still clutched in my free hand. I let them drop onto the pillow beside me. Stared at the ceiling, breathing raggedly.
I just lay there for a while after coming, breathing hard, the panties still clutched loosely in one hand. The room smelled like her-like sex, like surrender, like goodbye. My cock softened slowly against my stomach, sticky and spent, but my mind wouldn’t shut off. She’d walked out. Said we were done. Left her scent behind like some cruel joke.
I reached for my phone on the nightstand. The screen lit up-still no messages from her. No “thank you,” no “fuck you.” nothing. Just the pending messages I had sent there.
Fuck it.
I opened the banking app and sent the extra amount-the triple I’d promised. Let it go through. Let her see it. Let her feel the weight of what she was walking away from.
The confirmation pinged: Transferred.
I tossed the phone onto the mattress and waited.
It took less than two minutes.
My phone buzzed. Her name flashed on the screen.
Bella: Why did you send that? I told you I didn’t need another cent.
I smirked, thumb hovering over the keyboard.
Me: So you finally remembered that you can actually message me?
Bella: Not funny. Just send me your account details so I can transfer it back.
Me: No need. You earned it. You forgot your panties, so I used them to cool off.
The three dots appeared instantly. Then stopped. Then it appeared again.
Bella: What the fuck! Damn, I knew that I forgot something.
I could picture her face, her cheeks flushed, eyes wide, and that mix of shock and embarrassment she tried so hard to hide
Me: But are you being real? Is today the end of us?
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Yes And I hope you don’t message this number again
I stared at the words
Mr Hub
I hit send Waited
Nothing
No dots No reply. Just delivered.
I refreshed the chat. Still delivered.
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