INTRAPERSONAL-7

INTRAPERSONAL 7

The pain of what had struck was phenomenal.

“I will make this right.”

She had to shut it out but it just came pouring.

His touch, his voice…

It could not have all been a lie. She could feel him give his all to her. He could not have faked it all.

His tenderness, his love making…

“STOP!” Victoria screamed.

“I love you.”

That was it for Victoria. She gathered up whatever dignity she had left. The truth was there was none left. So she held on to the phantom dignity she had left, all the while replaying the night before in her head.

***

He had carried her in his arms and walked into his car because Victoria’s body was still heaving with sobs. They sat together in the back whilst the two men took the front seat and drove them off into the night. He murmured sweet nothings into her head all the way. The smell of him had filled the car intoxicating her senses even more.

In the car they had started kissing; mouth, tongue and heart. They could barely keep their hands off each other as they got into his room. The foreplay was rough. Things got broken and those that escaped did so with a crack or two.

They were hungry for each other.

Ishmael undressed her slowly, so slow it was in fact painful. He tortured her with kisses, caresses and strokes on every vulnerable part of her body. She purred, moan, cried and finally had to beg him to take her.

“Undress me.” He had said.

Victoria had smiled when he said that because she knew that it was her turn to torture him. His clothes came off quick enough. And Victoria’s tongue had done wonders and when he could not take the torture anymore he just pulled her up, pinned her into the bed and plunged into her, softly.

He had touched her face then and had followed a trail of her frame to her nipple. And as he plunged into her, his hand launched into an assault on her nipples. Then came his mouth, slowly teasing all her vulnerable spots.

Victoria’s senses were on overload.

 “I love you.” Ishmael breathed.

That was it. They let go into a frenzy, Victoria pushed him and pinned him on his back as she rode him hard. Then finally, everything exploded into bits and pieces of sensuous delight.

In that moment Victoria knew she had bonded her very soul to his. There was no letting go now.

***

All that felt like ages ago. All that felt like a dream; gone with the rising sun. And now all that was left was the echoing silence of her empty heart and hopes.

He had been a gentleman. He had left money for her services and took of before it was morning. Money.

So she took it and held her head high whilst she walked out of the Lily Hotel, she did same while she stopped the taxi. She did not, not even for a moment, look down. She was afraid that the hole that was getting larger and larger beneath her would finally be able to suck her in if she looked down.

But whatever dignity she held on to quickly evaporated when she saw Eric at her door.

Of all the people in the world, it just had to be this, this…

“You were not home yester night.” Eric announced grandly.

“Yester night?” Victoria turned the word in her head solely because it seemed made up.

“Yes, you left home around 5:30 and you did not come back.”

“Hold up. Are you having me followed?”

“No, I am doing better. I am watching you.”

Victoria did not let herself think of the implications of his words. She did not want to. Nobody should have to imagine the implications of such words.

“How?” She hoped for the best.

He moved towards her.

“You are under Eric’s surveillance.” His mouth tilted into a cocky smile.

He must be crazy

“O really?” Her voice was honey sweet.

I am crazier, she thought.

“Show me.” She murmured softly against his lips.

I am going to crush all you bastards!