Obsession

// Twenty One //

Rafe took me into late night party, I seem to understand how hurtful it is to be heartbroken. I've been lied, for a short while now realizing Adrian is toying with my feelings. Even though I have to fix it. But I dare not. I just wanna get away with it.
Partying is the only thing I can think of right now, since Rafe is nice to cheer me up. I told him truthfully I'm not here for sex. I'm just not up for it.

He ordered my favourite drink, gin and tonic. Straight up shots — ending up drunk, dance on the floor, grinding each other's hips. I was too busy flirting with Rafe out of nowhere, then he rested his hand onto my waist. What, I did not know is - Adrian came to get drunk too.
Until he saw me.
"What the fuck?" Adrian muttered angrily.
Adrian shoves his cousin aside roughly away from me and stops.
"The fuck you're doing here, huh?"
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Adrian - POV
What is he doing to my girl? Flirting with her? He just doesn't get it, does he?
"What's your problem huh? Your wife is having fun, relax!" Rafe told me.
I spotted Katrina gotten drunk and looks like she's in vulnerable state. I grab her arm.
"Come on I'll take you home —," I grimaced.
But then a halt came, Katrina doesn't want to. She swatted my arm off me. Arguing that I should be with that assistant of mine, Tess. I frown, and apologise to her that it's over between us.

Rafe didn't believe it at first, but it's true. I did end it with her. It was a huge mistake. For few seconds, Katrina slapped my cheek of anger.
"I can't believe you." She responded in disappointment tone. "I married you, so we can be together but noo, you just went and ended up fucking to some whore of yours at the office."

I look down and frown deeply. It broke my heart when I hurt her feelings.
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And that's where I needed time off.
"I'm sorry but I need to stay at Rafe's place for awhile, I just can't deal with this right now." I sighed.
After the party, it got worse leaving Adrian like that. I was too angry and hurt — not thinking straight. Just wanted to cool off.

Rafe peek through the door as he swung open.
"Um, listen I know the party sucks but..." Rafe spoke. But I interrupted him.
I kiss his lips. He had this concern on his face pushing me away.
"Katrina no, you're drunk. I can't take advantage of you anymore..."
I didn't care. I wanted him now, as my hand rubs his bulgy cock in pants. I need it.

He resisted it. This time it was I, who seduce him.
"Fuck me..." I whisper biting his earlobe. "You've been longing to fuck me,"
Again tempting to do it while teasing him the best I can to get Rafe off. Grinning playfully biting my lips — watching Rafe trying to resist more.
"Come on I know you wanna," I purred.
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Rafe - POV
God! That's it! I can't handle this any longer! I'm going to fuck her brains out. Ripping those clothes and see those incredible body. My lust grows stronger forcing me to do bad, bad things. My mind is full of nasty stuff I want to do to her.
I lift both of her legs wrapped around my back and carried her into my arms unbuckling my belt unzipping those pants. Sliding down to my ankles. Exposing my hard length shoving inside her wet pussy.

"Ahhhhhh!" Katrina squealed. "Damn Rafe!"
I start to pound her like crazy, hitting those walls hearing of such pleasure. Her nails dig through my back as I growl.
Biting her neck, like I'm a vampire. Hickeys are starting to show through her skin.
Katrina's moans are like a music to me. Sweet ol' melody. God I love it!

I claim her at last — my heart flutters by wanting her more and more. I became happy.
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Rafe. Oh Rafe! I'm too obsessed with what he's got, I don't know why but I feel different. Like something's off about me. All I do is ignore it and let him fuck me.
The moment he's done fucking, gently Rafe puts me down and we did 69 position. I started to suck his cock like a tasty lollipop. And he did the same only — licking and eating my pussy out. It was heaven.

"Oh god! Mmmmm Rafe! Fuck yes!"
Holding me in between my legs enjoying the view of my opening. Juices are all over his lips, deepening and found my weak spot.
I stroke his shaft, with my free hand — sucking his balls into my mouth. Quite amazing that is.
"Oh god! Katrina!" He groans loudly.

After putting me down again, Rafe shoves me into the bed with that playful grin. I let out a small chuckle. I bit my nails winking, wiggling my eyebrow playfully.

Rafe starts to tickle me in my sides — giggling softly squirming around, leaning closer to kiss my lips.
"I love you." Rafe spoke in husky tone. "I do."
I hesitated, turning to his side and furrows.
"I — I know you do. But...." my voice trails off.
The look on Rafe's face became immensely disappointed.
"Adrian I know," he finished my sentence.

***

Three weeks later —
I quit my job as a journalist. Yes, I seem to forgot about my job explaining on what I do. Adrian used to be or /was/ my boss until becoming my sudden boyfriend without a warning, we haven't had any romantic dates yet, or going to the movies just us having sex.

Now I work as a florist — good business, Rafe is the one who's helping me through this situation not to mention he's solving all my problems as well. I haven't heard anything from Adrian since I left him at that party. God knows he might have divorced me too early without my presence but two should be in that court.

The familiar smell of aroma coming inside the shop of male fragrance getting closer to my senses and turns around to see Adrian stood there trying to buy flowers.
I froze. He look at me stunned. Rafe was speechless we were here in this shop.