Prologue
“O, Raff, o.” Viola moans as I push my dick into her slick pussy. I go harder and harder until I feel her squeeze me and I come in the condom. “Are you fucking kidding me!” I hear a man yelling in the doorway. I turn my face at the door and take a look behind me to look directly into the face of Cort, Cort my boyfriend, or my fake boyfriend. “Omg, what are you doing here!” I hear Viola yelling underneath me, who is pushing me off her, and she hides her naked body under the blanket that is wrapped up on the bed.
“Yes, Cort what are you doing here?” I ask him as I lay in bed, fully naked, laughing at him. Cort looked horrified as he looked at me and took off without saying another word.
Viola who is lying next to me is now again touching my body with her middle finger. “I want you again,” she says to me in a flirty low voice, but I am not feeling it.
Maybe it’s because Cort came in, or maybe the guilt I am feeling deep inside of me. “No, get dressed and fuck off.” She looked at me as if I was crazy, still trying to get me hard for round two. She is going with her right hand to my cock, but I don’t even react to her. “Why did you both fight on?” She asked, looking at the door, where Cort had taken off a couple of minutes before. “Nothing and quit with this bullshit and go.” And again she is not hearing me as she wants to go with her mouth to my still laying cock on my stomach.
I push her head away from me and take it in my hands, “What do you not understand about fuck off?” I ask her, looking at her like dirt. “Fuck, Raff! Before you didn’t care to fuck me, at least until I was fully full of you, and now you want to do it with a condom. You really like him, do you?” This made me so mad I took her ponytail and looked her straight in the eyes, “I don’t care about anyone. Not even you! Fuck off and never come back.” There escaped a tear from her left eye as she took her clothes and took off, but before she did, she looked for the last time at me. “You will come back, you have accepted the deal. Your mother and I are going to lunch tomorrow, speaking about our engagement.”
She fucking said the last words with so much pressure that it made me almost gag. Why do I still keep on fucking her? Oh, yeah because I had to fight with Cort and got drunk. When I think of Cort and how he stood there looking at us, I feel like an idiot. He looked so heartbroken and devastated, and that’s what I did to him. Not only did I break both of our hearts with this stupid deal, but now I cheated also.
