Betrayed By My Fiancé, I Married His Most Powerful Enemy

Chapter 2: Sex on the Curb

I pulled down my pants and eased my self. Hours of drinking made my bladder full. I quickly finished and rinsed my hands off with water.

I adjusted my dress and walked back out.

He was still there.

Of course he was still there. Men like him didn’t need to chase, they just waited, confident and unhurried, like they already knew how the night would end.

"You look different from your photos. "

I frowned. "My photos?"

He nodded.

"Everybody in this industry has seen them.

It took me a second.

Then realization hit.

"Shit...." I pointed at him. "My engagement photos with Liam

One dark eyebrow lifted.

"So you do remember something."

"Yes I do" I said, shaking my head. The effect of the wine was loosening up a bit

"Does your fiancé know that you are in a club now trying to marry strangers and have their babies?"

A small laugh escaped my throat

"My fiance is currently sleeping with my best friend."

For the first time, something flickered across Caspian’s face.

Interest.

"That bad?"

"Worse another man was fucking him from behind ."

Silence stretched between them.

"Liam Carter." He said quietly,something unreadable flashed across his face "that explains a whole lot"

I looked at him, realy looked at him, he was a pefect god, his face, body, how he held himself was so so sexy and I was getting damp in between my legs.

His lips were so perfect, soft and...

"Can I kiss you again" I whispered to him "please.."

He looked at me with those forest green eyes and said nothing.

Just held out his hand.

I took it. Closing the distance between us,, I ran my other hand down his shirt and into his trousers.

He lifted up my chin and crashed his lips into mine.

"Are you sure about this" he whispered placing random kisses on my cheek

"Why" I replied, my voice hoarse

"Because tomorrow you’ll still have to deal with Liam."

"I don’t care."

"Good. " His gaze dropped briefly to my lips.

"Then come here."

In one swift motion, he lifted me and placed me on the bathroom sink.

We kissed hungrily, his lips tasting like mint

I could feel him raising up my dress and I felt his hand moving inside my panties. He pushed me back into the ladies room and locked the door, never letting me go.

He pulled my panties to the side and with two thick fingers he entered me. I could hear how wet I was. The slouching of my essence had me moaning against his talented lips.

"Hmmm, oh that feels so good. Don’t stop."

Before I knew it my dress was raised and Caspian was between my legs doing his thing. His lips grabbed a hold of my pearl and my body started to thrash.

"Oh yes baby, just like that," I moaned out.

He inserted his fingers as they gently massaged my aching walls. I grabbed a hold of his hair pushing him further between my legs until there was nowhere else for him to go.

"Fuck, you are so fucking wet for me," he said through small breaths.

His tongue twirled inside me and before I knew it I released hard. I moaned and groaned as wave after wave of bliss made my knees weak. I felt myself losing my balance but Caspian was right there to catch me.

I saw desire in his eyes and I wanted more. His lips were wet and swollen and I grabbed a hold of his face and kissed him hard.

"If you don’t stop I’m going to fuck you right here right now," he said against my lips.

I thought about Liam. About Amara spread across his bed like she owned it. About five years of my life handed over like loose change to people who laughed about it while I wasn’t in the room.

"Show me what you got," I said.

He unzipped his pants and I heard the condom wrapper tear. He handed it to me and I eased it on. Good gracious, the man was packing. He must have seen my eyes go wide.

"Only if you want to," he said, staring into mine.

"I’ve never done anything like this before," I said quietly. "I just found out my fiancé has been using me for five years. I’m not this type of girl."

"What type of girl are you?" I could feel him positioning himself.

"I don’t know anymore. I like structure and rules. I’m never spontaneous. I just don’t want to be hurt anymore." I felt a tear roll down my face.

He kissed it away without a word.

"You have permission to have me," I said.

He raised me up against the wall and pushed up my dress.

"Are you sure? We don’t have to do this," he said, looking at my lips and then my eyes. I found myself getting lost in them.

I licked my lips and kissed him. As soon as my lips touched his, he entered me in one swift motion. I held on to him tight as he started off slow. He was long and thick and my head fell back against the wall. He held on to me with one hand and slid my dress up and sucked on my breast.

I was more than sure my eyes were rolling back in my head. Not even sex with Liam was like this. This felt so good that I didn’t want it to stop.

"Right there Caspian. Oh yeah, right there," I moaned as he angled himself. He rotated his hips and my legs were tightly wrapped around his waist. With each stroke he hit exactly the right spot.

"Fuck yeah, sweetheart, just stay just like that," he moaned. He moved his hands and placed them up under my arms, gripping my shoulders, holding me exactly where he wanted me.

We both moaned as he kissed me. He was so deep inside of me I swear I felt him touching my soul.

This man was unstoppable. We both cried out our pleasure as the music from the club above drowned out our voices. He kissed me one last time, slow and unhurried, like we had all the time in the world.

He pulled back and looked at me for a long moment, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

I nodded. Because I was. Surprisingly, completely, I was.

The last thing I remember was the warmth of his chest against my back and the distant city lights bleeding through floor to ceiling windows.

Then nothing.

Then the morning came.