A Night With A Stranger

Mia's POV

“Mmmmm… Yeah… I love it, Riley, I love how you make me feel so good.” My voice echoed in his room, sounding alien to me. Good thing this room is soundproof because the sound of my voice right now could wake even the dead. His lips is enclosed on my nipple, sucking on my engorged bud, while his fingers were pumping into me, creating a rhythm that was pushing me close to the edge, making me lose the ability to form any words as I kept moaning out so loudly.

It was better than I had dreamed of, better than I had ever imagined. I reached up to capture his lips in a passionate kiss, but I stilled in my actions as I realized that it wasn’t Riley that was making me feel so good, it was someone else, someone I never knew before, a stranger. 

And the worst part of it all is that, I don’t want this handsome stranger to stop touching me, he is so fucking handsome, so stunning. I’ve never felt this way before, Riley had never made me feel so good. I know I want more of him, I want him to do more sinful things to me, I want to feel his dick buried deep inside my hole as he takes my innocence away. 

I know it’s wrong to cheat Riley this way, he had been patient with me for the past six years, and he deserves to be the one to deflower me, but how can I say no to such a godlike man, how can I push him away when all I want is to open my legs even wider, giving him more access to screw me senseless. 

“You are mine now, and I’m never letting you go.” He whispered huskily, causing me to cream my panties even more. He positioned himself between my legs, leaning down to kiss me as he lined his rock-hard dick to my entrance. 

“Are you ready for this baby?” he asked me softly and I nodded my head in response, nodding a little too eagerly because I wanted him so bad. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain, waiting for him to rip through that barrier and claim my innocence, but the pain never came, and when I opened my eyes to look up at him, I realized that he wasn’t there anymore and neither was I, rather, I saw Riley and my best friend Loretta, lying on the bed, the same way I had found them on the eve before our wedding.

I pushed the door open, but they were too far gone to notice any slight noise, so I stood by the door and watched as he pounds into her from behind, putting all his strength into it, with his fingers buried in her plump ass cheeks. He was saying sweet words to her, telling her how beautiful and desirable she was and how he was only marrying me to have his way with me.

The tears rolled down my eyes and as the water trickled down my cheeks, I jerked awake from my sleep. It had only been a dream, the same dream that has plagued me since I caught my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend on the eve of our bachelor and bachelorette party. I don’t even know why I’m crying about this, I never truly loved Riley, I only agreed to this relationship because our family needed their port to dock our ship. The only reason I’m feeling so betrayed is that he did it with Loretta, that bitch. She is supposed to be my best friend, but she stole my man. I will never forgive her.