Part 10 - The Morning After

Did I sleep all night? No.

Is the morning here? Yes.

Do I know what I'm going to do when I face Downey again today? No.

God, I'm living a nightmare.

Now that I think about it, it's 8 am and he's not knocking on my door for breakfast. That's what we've talked about. It's weird because he's always on time but I really don't mind at all. When another 10 minutes pass by I admit I start feeling anxious. Maybe something happened to him.

Should I check up on him?

Absolutely not. He's probably fine and I'll be too embarrassed. I sigh and watch through the peephole in case he's out there. But he's not. Another minute goes by and I hear some noise from outside. I look again through the peephole and see it's the room service bringing breakfast to Downey's room.

Is he avoiding me?

I don't know how to feel about it. At least it spares me from the embarrassment of facing him and turning completely red. Having to eat something myself, I call the room service to get some breakfast in my room too. They're pretty fast and a few minutes later they're here. I carefully open the door and try to be done with the man as fast as I can. I don't want Downey opening his door and us having an awkward meeting.

When I'm done with my breakfast and my two cups of coffee I finally sit impatiently on the bed. I hear Downey's door opening and without even thinking about it I go back to the peephole. He looks at the door and I fall on the floor immediately. He can't see me, right? My heart is beating so fast, I'm so ridiculously nervous. He knocks on the door.

F*ck.

I don't open it, I'm frozen on the floor. He knocks again.

Go away, dammit.

"Ms. Beck, are you in there?" his voice so calm, nothing like mine if I decide to speak.

I go over to my purse as quietly as I can and take my phone out. I don't know what else to do so I call Eve. She takes a while to answer it but she does in the end.

"Why are you calling me so early? It's Saturday" she groans.

"I did something really stupid" I whisper on the phone.

"Did you mess up that meeting you had yesterday?"

"No, I wish that was it" I sigh.

"What is it then?"

"I made out with Downey last night" I face-palm myself.

"Are you crazy? Liv, he's married!" she yells at me.

When I'm about to answer he knocks on my door again making me even more nervous.

"I know he is! Now he's knocking on my door and I don't want to see him ever again. What do I do?" I whisper scream at her and feel my palms sweating.

"You'll have to face him sooner or later, maybe it's better if you don't avoid him. You'll make it even more awkward" she sighs desperately.

"Okay, you're right" I gulp.

"Good luck" she wishes me and we hang up the phone call.

I go over to the door and look outside but he's not there. Of course now that I wanted him to be there he's not. I'm not going to knock on his door, he'll be back eventually. I decide that my best option is to get in the shower to relax. I'm going to need all the relaxation I can get for today.

I get in the shower and let the hot water fall on my body. I try to stop myself from thinking about him and it somehow works. I'm definitely more relaxed. A hot shower can make wonders happen. After a while I step out of the shower and notice the whole bathroom is full with steam. I wrap a towel around my body and another one around my hair and go over to the closet that's next to the bed. I remove the towel that was around my body and put on some panties and a bra.

"I was worried about you" I hear a voice coming from further inside the room that almost scared me to death.

"Motherf*ucker" I scream and turn around to see Downey.

He's sitting on an armchair with that annoying grin on his lips. I've never felt my heart beating so fast. It's even faster than all the times he's made it beat like crazy.

I quickly throw the pillows at him to make him look away and then hide myself behind the closet door.

Goddamn reflexes.

"What the f*ck are you doing in here?" I scream.

"I told you I was worried about you. I was knocking on the door and you didn't answer. I thought maybe something had happened to you" it's annoying how calm he sounds.

Something did happen to me. You.

"That's because I was showering!" I just can't stop screaming.

"You women and your long-ass showers" he chuckles.

I move my head to the right and it's just as outside the closet as needed to take a look at Downey. His eyes are pinned on me. I want to kill him, I swear to God.

"Don't look at me, you pervert. I have to get dressed" I shout and he smirks before looking away.

I take the first pieces of clothing I can see in front of me and wear them. It's a button up shirt and a skinny skirt. The towel from around my hair has loosened so I throw it away. I walk over to him and grab one pillow from the floor.

"How did you get in here?" I ask and hit him with the pillow again.

"I told the receptionist that I thought you might be in danger and since she knows we came together she let me in" he explains and grips the pillow tightly to stop me from hitting him again.

"That's such a violation of privacy" I sigh.

"You're safe, no harm done" he shrugs.

"No harm? You saw me naked!" I'm pulling the pillow from him but he's holding it much tighter.

"So what? You were just like I imagined you to be" he smirks and bites his lip slightly.

"That's it, get out of my room now" I pull his hand and he stands up.

I start pushing him towards the door but he uses his strength to stand still and then turns around to face me.

"What's the matter? It was a compliment" he says innocently.

"The matter is that you're sick" I breathe heavily and push him once again.

"Stop doing that" he says aggressively and grabs my hand.

Before I know it he's pushed us against a wall and my lips are moving in a perfect rhythm along with his.

I'm not fighting back, why am I not fighting him back?

His lips mashed against mine again. My mouth open and waiting for his exploring tongue to devour me. It's so hot, I'm out of breath. His two day stubble is scratching against my skin. In my attempt to get him away from me I grip his head firmly but I find myself pulling him closer instead of pushing him away. With a quick movement he unbuttons his shirt and cups my face, not giving me the chance to escape.

His strong hands then travel to my thighs and then to my hips underneath my skirt. His tight grip never gets softer but instead it gets even tighter when he grabs my ass with both of his hands. I hate myself for that but I let out a very satisfied moan which makes his ego rise.

"You're loving this, aren't you, Princess?" I feel his smirk against my neck and immediately anger rushes through my whole body.

"F*ck you" I slap him hard and manage to escape from him.

Instead of getting mad he smiles which makes me furious. He's so arrogant. If I see that smile one more time I'll lose my mind.

"Stop smiling" I groan showing off my anger.

"I just need to keep my lips busy, love" his voice so seductive.

"If you call me that again I'm going to vomit" I say with disgust.

"I see, you're not the sweettalk type" he approaches me.

"I'm not the married-screwing type" I hiss and walk away from him.

"Calm your tits, Princess" he follows me.

"I will murder you" I shout and stretch my hands to attack him again.

I'm not so violent usually but he just brings the worst out of me.

He grabs my hands in the air and throws us on the bed. He's pinning them over my head firmly and I'm trying to let myself free. He's unbuttoning my shirt and at this point I've given up on fighting back. The anger and frustration became lust for him within a second. I'm either pulling his hair or roaming my hands over his body.

He doesn't have the perfect body, he's 50 after all, but his hands and chest are very strong. And let's not even start with his butt. His erection is struggling inside his pants and I can feel his whole length against me. There's nothing I ever wanted more than jump every single bone of his body.

Especially one of them.

He has unbuttoned my bra and taken it off. He kneels on the bed and quickly throws away his shirt. I don't waste any time and undo his pants. He comes back on top of me and kisses the spot between my breasts. How are his lips so soft yet so rough at the same time?

I can't wait any longer and I pull his pants down abruptly. He gives me a hand and easily slips out of them, throwing them away. He pulls my panties and skirt down and soon we're both naked and on top of each other. I'm insanely wet and he's hard as rock. I think I'm drooling just by looking at him but it doesn't last for long because he uses the opportunity to insert his thick fingers inside me.

I gasp and arch my back to the feeling of him thrusting them powerfully inside and out of me. He moves them fast and curls them when he's as deep as he can reach. I grip the bedsheets strongly as second by second I feel myself getting closer to climaxing.

"Don't stop that, never stop that" I moan loudly.

He happily obeys and keeps going. His one hand is reaching deeper inside me each time and the other is grabbing my breasts. He stops and brings his fingers to his mouth, licking them while looking deeply into my eyes. I seriously couldn't be any more aroused right now.

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him down. My tongue battles with his, trying to assert dominance. He's the one to achieve it when he enters me with his painfully long erection. I'm basically breathless. It feels so amazing having him inside me. Painful at first but amazing right after. He maintains the eye contact and starts moving his hips backwards and then powerfully slams them back inside me.

He's groaning deeply and I absolutely love it. That sound can make me come instantly. Our bodies slamming against one another and our groans fill the room. His rhythm has me screaming like it's the first time I'm having sex. My hands find their way to his bare back but he pushes them away immediately so I grip the sheets again and pull his hair.

"You're so tight, I f*cking love it" he groans in my ear.

He's hitting my spot repeatedly, I'm screaming out of my lungs. The sweat on his forehead is keeping his hair flat down. We're both coming close to exploding all over each other and it's noticeable by the sounds we make and the looks on our faces. Believe it or not his cum face is a thousand times more attractive than his normal one.

"F*ck, yes" he groans after finishing off on my stomach.

I previously made a mess with my own orgasm and now I'm catching my breath while looking at the ceiling. He's panting next to me on his stomach and with his face buried in the pillow. He rolls on his front and uses his hand for support as he looks at me.

"Seems like you are the married-screwing type after all" it's the first thing he says.

I keep my urge to attack him to myself and just inhale and exhale deeply. I use the sheet to cover myself up and throw his pants on him to cover his exposed crotch. I use some tissues to clean myself up and then start getting dressed again along with him. When we're both dressed again he comes behind me and kisses the back of my neck.

"Cat got your tongue?" he asks.

"I'm just thinking" I sigh and shake my head in disappointment.

"Of what?" his hand softly touches my breasts over my shirt but I successfully hit it away.

"How much money do you think I'm going to make if I file for sexual harassment?" I ask and turn around to face him.

He chuckles at first but then looks at me seriously.

"None, because nothing happened against your will here" he replies.

"I never agreed to you sneaking into my room and seeing me naked"

"You agreed to much more after that" he bites his lip appealingly.

I don't have anything else to do than roll my eyes to his comment.

"I'm a lot of things, Ms. Beck, but a rapist isn't one of them" he continues.

"I'm going to work by myself today, please leave my room" I say reasonably.

"Your notes are still in my room. Come by later to get them" he squeezes my butt and walks towards the door.

I kick him and he laughs enjoyably. He throws his suit on his shoulder, puts his hand in his pocket and leaves the room proudly. I just stand on the edge of the bed with my face buried in my palms trying to think of what I'm going to do now that I was dumb enough to have sex with him.

A/NWow, 10th chapter already!Thank you for your support so far❤️Things got heated, hope you enjoyed it!