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His heart was broken. Watching from across the bar, I saw it happen. Right there in front of everyone. The oldest play in the book, breaking up in a public place to avoid a scene. To her credit, it worked. Taking her purse from the table she turned around and walked away and in front of my eyes, I watched the aftermath play over his stoic face. His expression never changed but his body language and his eyes told me what was seething beneath. Love, hate, anger, pain, vulnerability, determination, rage, revenge, the full gamut of emotions blazed through him.
Revenge Sex is So Hot and Dirty
Was he vulnerable? Did I take advantage? On the contrary, I gave him what he wanted most at that moment an escape. A quick trip to the bathroom to freshen my makeup and I slipped on to the bar stool in front of his line of vision. Sitting so that my leg was just perfectly stretched and a tiny bit bent behind me, with just a little ass off the edge of the seat, I knew that his eyes would be drawn right to where I wanted them.
A bored look on my face as I casually glanced around until my eyes met his, I gave him just the tiniest little smile. The game was begun. Did he know that his every move was a result of my manipulations? Did he care? The way he was eye licking up my legs when I turned around to face him said, no he did not. Sliding off the stool and then a little wiggle to tug my dress down, and I was stalking towards him.
The Best Way to Get Over One Woman Is to Get Inside Another
Several shots later and my wild boy was primed. Revenge was in his heart and the whiskey fanned the flames. There in front of the woman who had broken his heart, he nearly fucked me on the dance floor. The hate in her eyes only made it more exciting. If looks could end a person, I would have been a goner. But they can’t, and she was helpless to sit and watch as I enjoyed all she couldn’t have anymore.
Is it wrong to enjoy someone else’s pain? Am I bad for taking all that raw passion?
Raw Passion Expressed In The Moment
When the bite of rough brick was pressing into my naked back, it didn’t seem to bother him too much. I could taste it in his kiss. The raw passion of pain and lust that is just addicting. Is there anything sexier than a man fueled by revenge. Bright and hot, intense and consuming, it is primitive and primordial just indulging those basic needs at the most basic level. No, I don’t think there is a thing wrong with it.
Sadie