Chapter 8

• " Female orgasm is important too, Hardi."
• " Now I understand why Beth left me."
• I sat next to him, surprised by his confession.
• " She also complained when we fucked, she said I was rough and didn't understand what she wanted " he continued " Beth got tired and left me, a couple of days ago she left the apartment, with her cat and her suitcases. Sex was what overflowed the cup. Although two days ago I sent her a message to see if we could talk about us and she agreed, we'll see each other tomorrow night."
• " Practice with me."
• He looked at me, eyebrows raised.
• " What?"
• " Practice sex with me to win back Beth " I repeated.
• " Sometimes I think you're crazy, Ada."
• I took my phone and searched for a drawing of a vagina. I found it and showed it to him, zooming in on it.
• " What you see here is the clitoris, that tiny spot needs stimulation for the woman to reach orgasm. You can do it by wetting your fingers and caressing it in circular motions or you can do it with your tongue. You have to open both lips to reach it, not penetrate the beast, Hardi " he looked at the image attentively, as if he were seeing it for the first time " One thing I advise you: when you penetrate her, caress that area at the same time, you'll see how she reaches orgasm sooner than you think."
• He put his hand on my leg and looked into my eyes.
• " Can we practice?"
• Something inside me told me to step back, as I was no longer sure if it was appropriate to try to win back a woman now.
• " Better practice with her, I think that with what I have indicated to you, it will serve you so that both can discover it together."
• He looked at me with a half smile on his lips and pulled me into a hug.
• I returned the smile and for some reason I looked out the window facing the apartment across the street, Max's. To my surprise, the light in his room was on and he was not alone, but with a girl with whom they were sharing a glass of wine each.
• The light in my room was also on, so I suppose it was just a moment when our eyes met. Max was looking at me from a distance, and when his companion saw that something had caught his attention, she decided to look where he was looking but he prevented her, taking her cheek with the palm of his hand. He kissed the girl who seemed to have light brown hair and a tight black dress.
• I was frozen, literally he was passionately kissing her while looking at me. I swallowed hard, feeling my cheeks flush.
• " Can you do me one last favor? "I asked Hardi, knowing perfectly well that I was not proud of what I was about to say to him.
• " Tell me."
• " Are you completely separated from Beth?"
• " Yes, I am single."
• " Then fuck me again."
• This time it was me who linked my hands behind Hardi's huge nape, to bring him to my lips and so on. As I kissed him, I looked at Max, who now had a distorted face and I noticed that he was kissing the girl more intensely.
• I imitated him. I straddled Hardi, sitting between his legs while rubbing my sex against his huge erection. Max, on the other hand, had uncovered the girl's breasts, who seemed to enjoy it as he licked her nipples without taking his eyes off mine.
• Son of...
• " Ada, we ran out of condoms "Hardi whispered slowly, as he seemed excited enough.
• " No, we ran out of condoms, I have another one in the drawer "I said.
• " Why did you lie to me saying that you only had one left?"
• " Because you were fucking me horribly, Hardi "I rolled my eyes.
• I took a condom from the nightstand, still looking at Max with a certain arrogance. He, meanwhile, had the girl against a wall, who seemed to be moaning as Max gave her oral sex. My legs tensed at the sight and I felt my desire starting to increase.
• I was between angry and excited.
• I didn't take long to put the condom on Hardi and insert his erect member into me. I exhaled and closed my eyes, feeling him start to move and me starting to move up and down carefully until he settled.
• To my surprise, Max was fucking the girl with light brown hair, after lifting her dress to the height of her back. She clung to the wall as he penetrated her from behind, taking hold of her hips on each side with his hands. The idiot kept looking at me, with his body tense and clearly making hoarse noises, enjoying the moment.
• I started moving faster on top of Hardi. I hugged him, clinging to him as the intensity increased along with my moans. Max penetrated the girl harder and harder as he saw me in that way.
• As a form of punishment, I took off the long shirt, leaving my breasts exposed. Max abruptly stopped fucking and slightly opened his lips, looking at me amazed and unable to believe what he saw.
• I raised an eyebrow, smiled, mischievous, and flipped him off. Hardi didn't notice, he was too focused on penetrating me.
• Max let go of the girl, furious, zipped up his pants and closed the curtain, leaving me stunned by his reaction, but quite proud that I had managed to affect him.
• Hardi finished, falling back on the bed with his arms open. I stayed there, on top of him, somewhat confused by what had just happened.
• Why had we done that? With what intention? What the hell with Max? I didn't understand anything, was it to hurt each other or simply enjoy seeing the other in that intimate situation? I didn't know how to define the feelings I was going through, I was frozen.
• " Did I make you finish? "Hardi asked me, bringing me back to reality, as he tried to catch his breath.
• " No, but you weren't bad at all, Hardi."
• " Can I sleep here? I'm naked and I can't be bothered to go back to my apartment."
• I nodded with a smile, pushing away some strands of hair stuck to my face.
• I didn't realize how exhausted I was until I put my face on the pillow and fell asleep instantly, dreaming that Max was fucking me.
• It was the sun's rays that wouldn't let me sleep, and I felt lazy to get up and close the curtains. By the weight of the bed, I knew that Hardi was still sleeping in it, and every now and then I heard him talking in his sleep. Beth's name was still present even in his dreams, and that gave me chills, as his love for her could be as evident as it was frightening. It also made me feel tender.
• Love didn't sit well with me, although sometimes I needed to be loved and to love. I didn't want to think about love first thing in the morning. I sat on the bed, rubbing my eyes and wondering if I should wake Hardi up, who was sleeping face down, with his face stuck to a pillow that he had filled with saliva. Damn it, Hardi.
• That made me laugh silently.
• Putting on the gray t-shirt I had worn the night before, which reached above my knees, I headed towards the window and happened to look at Max's window, which was still closed. He was probably mad at me.
• Someone knocked on the door, making me jump.
• I went straight to the door, removing the chair that served as a bar to prevent anyone from daring to enter. It would creak if that happened.
• I opened the door, glancing at my hair, which was flattened as if a horse had licked it.
• A young man with curly blond hair and short stature was standing in front of me, holding an envelope and smiling mischievously.
• "Are you Miss Gray?"
• "Yes."
• "This is sent to you by Mr. Voelklein," he said, handing me the envelope, which seemed quite thick and somewhat large.
• "Voelklein is Max's last name?"
• "Yes, very particular, don't you think?"
• The messenger was friendly, but he seemed a bit sweaty and exhausted.
• "Please, let me give you a glass of water," I said, opening the door and letting him in.
• "Thank you very much, Miss, you are very kind."
• Like every new person entering my apartment, he seemed somewhat disgusted by the place where I lived, but I was used to those kinds of looks. I served him a glass of water and handed it to him. He drank, thirsty, and let out a sigh when he stopped.
• "Work is killing me, I need a vacation," he said, tiredly, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
• "All the effort you put in will always come back to you multiplied, don't worry."
• He smiled at me, as if that had put him in a good mood, and left.
• My attention now turned to the brown envelope in my hands, which was somewhat heavy. I decided to go to the bathroom to open it and see what Max had sent me, as I was a bit wary of opening it in the kitchen and having Hardi wake up and ask me about the money sent.
• I locked myself in the bathroom, closed the toilet lid, and sat down. I opened the envelope, and what I saw made my hands tremble, literally; there was a huge stack of green bills in front of my eyes, and I didn't dare to remove the rubber band that held them together because I felt like they would all fall.
• "Oh my goodness," I muttered, with wide eyes.
• I swallowed, imagining the things I could buy with those bills. I even imagined buying a steak or branded food. My goodness. I looked inside the envelope and found more things. I took out a small letter and started to read:
• "Miss Gray, I hope you have received your payment quickly and comfortably. You have received a total of one thousand dollars for your company requested for one night. I have increased the amount due to the uncomfortable situation in which I have put you through because of my parents. I wanted to apologize for making you spend such a tense night. On the other hand, I wanted to inform you that inside the envelope you will find three candidates who are interested in having you as their sugar baby. I have carefully selected them to avoid any problems for you. You will also find the address of the psychologist and the appointment schedule along with the date (don't worry, I have paid for the appointment myself and will take care of any necessary sessions for your mental recovery. In short, I hope you can choose your candidates wisely and if you have any doubts, I leave you my cell phone number. Have a fantastic and happy life. With affection, your dear friend, Max."
• I was frozen and with a horrible feeling in my chest. It had hit me in such an unexpected way that I didn't know what to think. It felt like a farewell, he was probably angry about last night, but why on earth would he get angry or offended if we were just having sex and there was nothing between us? He must have been offended when I showed him my breasts, clearly blinding my excitement.
• I cradled my face in my hands, feeling confused. I was a fool. I felt like a fool.