Romance Fan Fiction ❯ Love Hangover ❯ Scandalous ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Scandalous
They shouldn't have done this. It just kind of happened. Simon
didn't even try to stop it. That night, he realized how deep under
Emily's spell he was. She was the one who started everything.
One night, they were in the club. Emily cuddled up close to him.
Simon didn't know what to do. He was still dating Nia at the time.
His girlfriend didn't know where he was at the time. Simon did go
to see a friend. But he ran into Emily on the streets on the way
home. She seemed to know how to find him. It didn't take much for
him to follow her. Now, they were in this seedy nightclub in
Neo-Tokyo.
Emily rested her head against Simon's chest.
“Take me somewhere,” she said. He tried not to look at her as his
face turned red. This wasn't right. Why him? Why was she so
interested in him? He could tell that she was looking up at
him.
“Please?” she asked. Simon already knew where this was heading.
“Nia's going to wonder where I am,” he said. She didn't respond.
Emily started to draw small circles on his chest. He wanted to tell
her to stop. But the words won't come out.
“Please?” Emily asked. His face turned red. No was not going to get
to her. He knew how this was going to play out.
Within an hour, the couple left the club. Emily was the one who led
the way. Simon didn't look back. He kept his eyes on her back. This
was playing out how he pictured. But why doesn't he speak up? All
it would take was for him to give her a firm no and it would stop.
He could do it. There was no one stopping him.
They made it to the Tokyo Prince Hotel. Emily was the one who made
the reservations. Simon stood behind her quiet. The receptionist
glanced up from her computer.
“Can we have a room for the night?” Emily asked.
“How many nights?” the receptionist asked.
“Just one,” the actress said. The older woman typed in the
information.
“There's one room available,” she said.
“We'll take it,” Emily said. She handed her her card. The
receptionist processed the payment. She handed the actress the
keycard.
“Have a good night,” the receptionist said. Emily giggled and
grinned. She took Simon by the hand.
“Come along, dear,” she whispered. Simon didn't say anything as he
followed behind.
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Emily flopped down onto the bed. She held out her hand to him.
“Please me,” she said. That's all it takes. Simon walks up and
kisses her on the lips. She pulled him down on top of her. The
heiress giggled in the kiss.
“Emily,” Simon said in a low voice. She looked up at him.
“What?” she asked. He wanted to say this wrong. He could just get
up and walk out of the room. But no words came out. Instead, Emily
pulled him down and kissed him again. She slid off his shirt. He
lets her do as she pleases. Simon grabbed onto her dress.
The same script follows. He doesn't know why he doesn't stop this.
Emily won't let him think as she forces another kiss on his lips.
She pushed her tongue into his mouth. That's all it takes for him
to fully surrender. He blocks out everything in his head. Nia is
forgotten for the moment. Simon clung to Emily like it was the only
way to feel alive. He shouldn't be feeling like this. Why can't he
let her go? This was turning into an addiction. Simon wasn't
supposed to enjoy this but he realized that he couldn't help it
anymore. He might as well let go and surrender.
But his own conscience and love for Nia won't let him.
“Cum inside me!” Emily screamed as she dug her nails into his back.
He gave in as if on command. Simon collapsed beside her, panting
and covered in sweat. She was already sound asleep next to him. He
doesn't try to leave. Simon will just lay there until morning.
And then they will do it all again.