Chapter 2: Addiction
A/N: I just want to thank everyone who wrote, rated. Without you, this chapter never would have happened. So, for better or for worse, here it is. Sit back and enjoy!
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Josh looked down at the heavenly creature underneath him. She felt stiff in his hands, faint shudders still coursing through her tiny frame. He tried to suppress the grin that threatened to burst to the surface at any second. The encounter had left him high, almost giddy. Everything about what they'd done that afternoon was wrong. Every decision he'd made from the moment he laid eyes on her was completely against anything he would have considered possible in him.
Madeline...
A pang of guilt ripped through him at the thought of the girl he had waiting for him at home. The blonde haired girl his mother would have, and for all practical purposes, did choose for him. The reality of the expectations and the sacrifices of his relationship were never completely subconscious but they were never burdens before now. Thoughts of white picket fences and fat babies faded into the background as his mysterious angel looked up at him, her brown eyes wide.
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It took Vee only moments to realize she was still clinging to the stranger's neck, her forehead pressed tightly into his chest. Her pussy pulsed around his softening cock. Aftershocks of her otherworldly orgasm. She cringed as the weight of their actions crashed down on her.
This wasn't like her, she wasn't a slut, she didn't just pick guys up off the shelf and take them home. Especially not men who were clearly spoken for. Her thoughts fell upon the sweet, trusting blonde haired girl at the café.
What would she think if she realized where three-piece-suit went after he paid the check this afternoon?
The feeling of his cock sliding out of her vagina and the subsequent trickling of cum did nothing to ebb the growing regret.
We didn't use a condom.
White hot panic flooded her brain, leaving her breathless. Through all this she failed to notice the look of serene contentment on her lover's face.
What if he has something? It's not so terribly unlikely that someone who randomly fucks girls for lunch while the little missus is home with the kiddies -- oh god, are there kiddies?!
Her only saving grace was the half empty packet of birth control pills in her medicine cabinet. The remains of her last failed attempt at a monogamous relationship. By now, the stranger had rolled off of her and was beginning to redress. Vee clutched a tangled sheet protectively to her chest.
A little late to be modest, don't you think girlie? Don't think your buyer's remorse makes you any less a guilty party.
"What did you say?"
Vee started at his inquiry. He held his hands up, almost as if approaching a skittish fawn. "Whoa there, sweetie, I didn't mean to freak you out of your little head there. You seemed to be very comfortable in there and anyway I have to get back to work. I seem to have lost track of the time. Can't imagine why..." Growled tall, half dressed and boyishly handsome. Vee stared back at him wordlessly, unresponsive to his meager attempt at an ice breaker.
"Look, I know this is weird... believe it or not I've never done this before." Her raised eyebrow spoke volumes of her opinion of him. "Seriously. I'm usually a pretty play-by-the-rules type of guy, but I saw something in you when you walked in today, and I'm sorry but I don't regret what we did. Maybe I should, but more importantly, I know you felt it too."
Vee looked away, too perplexed by her own behavior to hold the eye contact. She knew what it felt like to be cheated on, and this was the last position she wanted to put someone in.
No matter how hard it was to deny him.
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Josh ran his clammy fingers through his mussed brown hair. His words, usually a matter of surgical precision were lost. The next few moments were crucial. Not seeing her again was not an option. Though he could hardly explain the irrational fixation to himself, he knew he had to convince her to trust him. Even now he yearned to touch her, to wrap her in his arms and sink into oblivion with her.
