Chapter 8 Sweet torture

"He walked right past me?" "Why did he do that?" "Why was everyone rejecting me suddenly?" I turned immediately and followed him. "Drew!" I called out. He paused right where he was about to cross to the other side of the road. But he didn't look back. "Drew what is the matter?"I said in between breaths as I panted. "Are you going to walk out on me too?" "Along with everyone else?" "Mrs Rebecca..." He turned immediately. His facial expression, sympathetic. "Mrs Rebecca that...." "Enough with the Mrs Rebecca okay!" I cut him short impulsively. "Okay...

Rebecca, .." he counted his words, cautious of what next to say, hoping it would not trigger me. My cheeks flushed gently at the trails of nervousness I could see in him. "What I'm trying to say is I would never walk out on you Rebecca, but I just don't..." As he spoke, I could feel my dove eyes forming tears from underneath. "I just don't want to be part of you anymore. like you said, 'you are married.'" "If we keep up with this pace, you would have to choose between me and your husband." He paused and continued. "I would never want to put you in that position." Taking his hand, I gave it a little squeeze, "Listen to me Drew." I smiled uneasily. "There's no way, no absolute way I'm letting you go." I shook my head. Not after everything I've been through these past few days. " "Not when you've been the only person by my side, and definitely Not when I caught my husband and sister..." I sniffed in deeply. "Not when I caught them, with my own eyes.. "Not when Derrick betrayed the love ...." "Not when....." My voice stammered. I couldn't keep the pain bottled in anymore that i hadn't even realized when tears had began to roll down my cheeks effortlessly. "I did everything I could to make him happy. Drew, I was desperate for his happiness. I did!" "Listen Rebecca," he cupped my cheeks saying. "Please don't cry." He said. "I'm not leaving anymore, but please, promise me you won't cry anymore." He pleaded with his eyes. He was so close that my mind had immediately started playing tricks with me again. "Your baby...what about your baby?" He asked. I nodded my head and shook my head. "Did you go ahead with it?", look I can understand why you went ahead with it if you did okay. You don't even have to answer that. "It's fine ,we are both fine." I smiled croaky. Immediately, he flung his arms around me in a bear hug. Giving me a little squeeze, despite my wet clothes. He gasped deeply. Like he had just won a lottery. Realizing how stunned I looked by his gesture, he took a step back. His eyes had grown dimmer and there was something more In them now , not just excitement but hunger. His breath was a bit ragged and his lips trembled slightly. He ran his hands through his hair and extended a heart melting smile. "I'm sorry about that." Sorry? ... I thought. Nope not at all. You shouldn't be. I said to myself. I yearned for more. I wrapped my arms around myself, feeling the wetness of my clothes gradually make me cold." "You are so wet." He said a bit huskily. The way his words rolled out smoothly truly made me feel wet down in between my thighs. And my cheeks..., These god-damned cheeks turned red. "Oh.. um ..no..shit. I meant your clothes." He stuttered, As his eyes opened wide in realization of what he said. "Let me take you somewhere, so you can get your clothes changed." "Yeah that's perfect." I gushed. He hand led me to a deep black suv across the road. What was it with everyone and owning a deep black suv? I thought. "Nice car. Is it yours? I asked. "It was passed down to me actually, but I guess it's mine still." He grinned. I attempted to open the door,but he beat me to it from behind me. Causing our hands to glide against each other at the door handle. I turned slightly to look as his breath fanned my neck gently from behind and I was met with his charming gaze. We stayed hooked for a few seconds which felt like an eternity of time in a fingersnap. "I'll get that for you." He smiled as he opened the door. He then got inside and started the engines. he held unto the steering wheel tightly and his veins pulsed through his wrists. "Hey.. are you okay?" I asked gently, genuinely worried. And then he turned off the engines and pulled himself closer to me. My breath hitched. Scratch that. He took my breath away. He licked the bottom of his lips with his eyes penetrating into mine as he ran his palms from my left boob till he got to my neck and held it firmly. "I don't know what you are doing to me Rebecca,..." he breathed raggedly.. "But it's driving me crazy." He shut his eyes, saying. My heartbeat continued to thump through my chest louder and louder. It felt like the world had drowned into the background and the only thing that mattered was this fine gentleman leaning against me. I then tilted my head forward and he crashed his lips hungrily into mine. Ramming his hands into my hair. Wet, slow, intentional and unforgettable. I felt like reaching for the sky, like something had exploded in me. and He broke it off. Yearning for a taste of other parts of me. He then moved to my neck, like he had discovered new treasures there and he let out a deep moan. I wanted more,,, he wanted more. I moved away from his touch and took off my wet shirt. Revealing my Victoria secret red lacy bra. Once again his eyes grew dim. "Let me help you with this ..." I whispered into his ears giving it a little suckle. As I took off his leather jacket to have a feel of his body. One after the other, I unbottened his shirt. Running my hands through his body. I knew I needed to have a taste. So I ran my tongue through his chest. And a deeper moan escaped from his lips. Like I was unlocking different levels to a puzzle "Rebecca...." His words slurred. My eyes then shifted to his pants. I chuckled slightly as I watched his protruding dick fight for room. "You've been a bad girl." He said throatily as he faced me fully. Skillful moving out my leggings in seconds. "You deserve a treat mama " He then opened my legs wide. Taking one leg, he ran his tongue up to my mid thigh and repeated same for the other leg. My legs had begun to quake but he held them firm. Taking off my soaked thong. "Wasn't lying when I said you were so wet Rebecca." I held my breath because that was the only thing I could think of as he rammed his tongue inside of me. Eating me up greedily and moaning like his life depended on it. He then dipped his two fingers in at the same time hungry for more feminine juice and then he massaged the surface of his three palms. " Drew please... " I begged. Reveling in the sweet torture he was giving to me. He let his hands travel to my boobs again and he landed his lips on mine. "Rebecca.... " He pulled his face out of mine saying. He stared at the entirety of my face for a brief moment, probably trying to carve out the picture of my face and engrave it in his memory. " I love you. He whispered. I chuckled uneasily. "Drew what did you say that for?" "I just needed you to hear it." I swallowed. " I love you so much but.... This, this is wrong." He said sounding defeated. "Drew what are you saying?" I asked visibly offended. He opened his mouth to say something but I didn't want to hear it. After all this? I picked up my shirt and put it on. " Just drive me to where I can change." "You've done enough." He started the ignition without saying another word. I couldn't help but shut my eyes tight, maybe it would help forget whatever just happened. *** "We are here..." Drew said, tapping me gently. I opened my sleepy eyes and stared around. "Why did you bring me here?!" I asked. " It's your home Rebecca. and your husband is probably inside waiting for you." He said calmly. "I just don't want to be the reason why you leave your husband, your rebound, I don't want to be used." "Drew....."I said, heartbroken. "How can you say that to me?" I opened the door quickly and got out. " I really should have let you go, back at the cafe." I said. Shutting the door "