We're alone,"
Qin Mochen said, kissing my bare shoulder as he slid the straps of my dress down my arms.
Down, down it went until he'd pushed my dress to my waist, baring my breasts for him even more than earlier. "Don't be shy."
Shy? I was finally having second round of great sex with the man I'd adored for more than two years.
I leaned back, arching for him, offering my breasts to him.
He ran his hands over them, squeezing them lightly, holding them in his palms as he licked and sucked my nipples.
He was sucking my nipples and it felt better than anything I had Iever felt in my life.
Fucking me softly at first, deeply, and then harder and harder.
Mr Li had warned me earlier that Qin Mochen would be rougher with me than how he could have been.
But Mr Li hadn't warned me it would feel this good.
He was fucking me so hard now I could feel it in my stomach.
I loved it, needed it, had needed it ever since I went looking for him.
I had needed it as much as I had seen him with Xia at the garden.
He pulled out of me but only to turn and look at me, bending me over the sofa arm.
He entered me from behind and fucked her deep, his hands holding my breasts and squeezing them, tugging the nipples until I moaned.
"You like this?" he asked, and his voice sounded so unlike him. So forceful and dominant.
"Yes."
"When I'm done fucking you I'm going to let you do as you please with my body. Then I will fuck you again. You want that?"
"Yes." I was so wet from his thrusts I felt it dripping down my thighs.
Since he began taking me, I hadn't even once thought of Mr Li's ideas and positions that he'd thought me that day, all I wanted was to feel Qin Mochen, deep inside me, I knew that it was mean of me, but who cares, I needed him, that's what muttered.
"I knew you would."
But how did he know? He didn't even know it was me, or maybe he knew, anyway I didn't care.
He didn't know…
Did he?
"Red," I found myself saying.
Qin Mochen pulled out of me immediately as I yanked my dress back up.
I didn't with my white leggings, to hell with them, Qin Mochen had tored them apart ruthlessly while he was caressing me earlier on.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking scared, concerned. He touched my arm. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
He was so patient, his voice tensed, just like he normally talks to me when I encounter any problems or accidents.
Did he really knew it was me and he was pretending not to?
I didn't even know what to think about anymore, all I wanted was to immediately leave, before giving myself away.
"No," I said, scrambling off the sofa. "I'm sorry."
He reached for me again as I headed for the door, but I kept walking away from him and out of the house.
What was I thinking, having sex with my own rich best friend without telling him it was me?
In addition to everything his fiancee was just a door away from us?
Mr Li knew Qin Mochen was having sex with a girl he'd met before, a girl he's close to.
But Qin Mochen didn't know it was me, and that wasn't right.
No matter how much I wanted him, how good it felt, it wasn't right.
But at the moment did I really care?
I went out in a speed I didn't even know I had within me such strong legs, getting down the stairs just in a spur of a moment I was landing my left foot that I almost tripped over my face flat.
Everyone was still busy at the living room just like I had seen when I arrived.
Kate was also around in her purple costume lap dancing to a guy probably her new boyfriend that she'd mentioned.
I didn't see Xia anywhere, the red costume she was wearing was aimlessly sprawled at the sofa near the stairs.
I need to leave, I hadn't even used the pill I had with me, I didn't even need it anymore.
I had already gotten everything I wanted.
When I got out, I saw Xia. She was truly wasted, and a guy, probably older... no, wait. I moved closer to see who it was, only to find out it was Mr. Li. They were all making out.
I wanted to let them see me, but I gave up. What he said next sent a chill down my spine: "Have you prepared everything as I asked you, sweetie?"
Wait, sweetheart?
Wasn't Xia in love with Qin Mochen, and wasn't she getting married in three months?
"I have it already. Qin Mochen, that fool, will never believe it."
What?
Oh, no. This was dangerous. Xia and Mr. Li were in cahoots. I knew about him and Qin Mochen sharing their women, but I didn't know this time Mr. Li had taken Qin Mochen's woman for real.
All the earlier thoughts of leaving evaporated.
I walked back into the room. I grabbed two glasses of white wine and drugged the one in my right hand,
it was for Qin Mochen.
Whatever Mr. Li and my best friend Xia were planning, I was going to destroy everything.
I saw Qin Mochen looking at the red costume on the sofa.
I walked to him, a smile under my guise, before giving him the glass of wine.
"I thought you left?" he asked.
"I wanted to, but something came up, and I'm here," I answered.
He drank the wine, then asked, "Should we continue?"
It was already past midnight, and most of the people had gone. Maybe Qin Mochen thought Xia had also left.
"But not on a sofa," I quickly answered.
He smiled, grabbing me back upstairs into a room.
The drug had already taken effect.
I wanted Xia to find out about us, about Qin Mochen and me in their matrimonial bed.