Betrayed (Dark Desires 2)

Veronica yelped into the pillow as he began again at a brutal pace. She panted and squirmed beneath him as he pounded into her, his fingertips digging into her hipbones to keep her still.

For the third time, Veronica felt her orgasm bubbling up inside of her. She felt a pang of fear as she got closer and closer, still half worried that Frank would leave her aching again.

When the first wave of her climax crashed into her, Veronica opened her mouth in a soundless scream, the pleasure absolutely overwhelming her. As Frank continued to take her for his own pleasure, she dissolved into a twitching, whimpering mess.

Soon, Frank, too reached his end. With a few particularly hard thrusts, Veronica felt his cock jerk inside of her, and his hot seed filled her womb. He stayed buried deep within her for a moment before gently pulling out of her and moving off the bed. Veronica turned her head as the light of her bathroom flicked on.

Frank returned with a warm, damp cloth. Veronica twitched a little as he gently bathed her sex, as it was still sensitive. Frank looked up at her at the movement.

“You okay?” he asked her, his concerned eyes searching her face.

“I’m wonderful,” Veronica smiled, and Frank visibly relaxed, smiling back.

He left to return the rag to the bathroom and turn off the light. He made to get in bed with her but he hesitated. Veronica frowned.

“What is it?” she asked.

“I just didn’t know…” Frank gestured to the bed. “You know, if you wanted me to leave for the night.”

Veronica blinked, remembering her refusal to share a bed with him the night before. She considered asking him to leave, but she was not at all surprised to find that her heart sank at the very idea.

“You can stay,” Veronica said softly. “If you like…”

Frank looked a little surprised, but also pleased. He slowly moved back onto the bed, and the two moved to get the covers out from beneath their bodies. Once that was accomplished, the two laid down beside one another.

Frank turned onto his side and propped his head up in the palm of his hand, and looked over at Veronica. A smile played at the corner of his lips. Veronica smiled back at him, her brows meeting.

“What?” she asked him, mirroring his position to look back at him.

“Nothing,” he said. “You’re just so beautiful.”

Veronica smiled, and leaned forward to press a soft kiss to his lips.

“It’s been a while since I’ve done the pillow talk thing,” Veronica admitted, and Frank frowned a little.

“Really?” he asked, moving his hand to gently trace over her upper arm.

“Really,” Veronica softly confirmed. She knew she probably shouldn’t be talking about her relationship, but she was feeling strangely open and vulnerable, and she didn’t really feel like closing up just yet.

“I mean, it was rare enough that we had sex,” Veronica spilled out. “And I mean when we did he sort of just… went to sleep. I guess it gets that way after y

ou’ve been together a while.”

Frank said nothing, but Veronica drew from his expression that he didn’t agree with her.

“What?” Veronica prodded, wanting him to bare all since she was doing the same.

“I mean nothing,” Frank shook his head. “I just didn’t have that experience, is all.”

It was veronica’s turn to be disbelieving.

“You mean for as long as you were married, things never got even a little stale?” Veronica raised her eyebrow. She knew it was bold to bring up his wife, but she was in a bit of a bold mood anyway.

Fortunately, Frank smiled and gave her a chuckle.

“No, it never did,” he said with a shrug. “I was just always amazed and interested in her. She was… magical to me, I guess.”

Veronica felt a chill, and a small pang of jealousy at the mention of his wife.