The Stranger Behind My Orgasm

Abigail

"Meemaw, I know you hate the exercises but you have to do them."

"They make my hip do those clicking noises. That’s not natural. It sounds like a broken door hinge," Meemaw whined over the phone and I could hear Gramps burst into laughter in the background.

That meant his chest was better than last week, if he could laugh that boisterously.

Murky brown liquid bubbled in the pot on the stove before me.

It was good to hear my grandparents were doing much better, I needed all the good news I could get. There was so much weighing on my mind, it felt like someone had tied a 500-ton stone to my neck.

Was this chicken broth supposed to be this thick though?

I narrowed my eyes when a huge bubble formed in the pot and popped. Jesus Christ, that looked like a witches brew.

I shuddered, adjusting the phone against my ear. "I sent some money through yesterday, Meemaw. Make sure Gramps gets his prescription refilled,"

"I don’t need them medicine, I’m as strong as a horse," Gramps scoffed and I just knew he was flexing his old wrinkly muscles because Meemaw was gushing over him.

"Aye papi, yes my stallion,"

"Ugh, please stop, you’re going to make me puke," I teased, rolling my eyes at their antics. I had always ached to have their kind of love. The kind my parents had. The kind I craved and I would have nothing less. "I’ll call on Sunday. Do the exercises, please Meemaw."

"Fine," She groaned. "Anything for you, Mellia. Take care my love,"

"You too Meemaw. Take care, Gramps. I love you both."

"We love you too,"

I hung up, dropped the phone on the kitchen counter with a clatter and turned off the stove.

"Abby, I told you not to cook!" Annie screamed from the bedroom. "The whole house smells like a dinosaur took a dump in it,"

"I was trying to make you some comfort food, you big ninny!" I yelled back. She had cried herself to sleep last night and deserved a better breakfast than cereal. Too bad I didn’t inherit Meemaw’s cooking skills.

"Awwww," Annette’s foot tapped against the floor as she walked out, clinging to that awful yellow blanket.

Her eyes weren’t bloodshot thankfully, but there were bags under them. She scooted closer to the kitchen counter and peeked at the pot. "Thanks, babes even though that looks like it could kill me. What did you even try to make?"

"Chicken soup?" I mumbled, stirring the murky liquid with a spoon.

Annette’s eyes widened and he popped a brow up. "How do you even mess up chicken soup?"

"Everyone’s a critic," I sniffed, dropping the spoon against the pot. "Chinese?"

She beamed at me, hugging me that silly blanket. "You should have just done that instead of this. Order chicken wings too. And their fried rice. I need all my strength, I’m going to give that asshole a good talking to."

That drew a giggle out of my throat. I grabbed my keys and left the apartment to drive to the Chinese restaurant some ten minutes away. I was waiting in line when my phone pinged with a notification.

The Sanctuary forum notification gleamed on my screen. I almost swiped it away automatically but the preview loaded and I just had to read it.

"Esteemed Aphrodite, you have been invited by a member you know quite well, Ares, to share in the Deluxe VIP experience our club has to offer. A night of wonder and desire. Do you accept his offer?"

A shocking gasp left my lips and I quickly clapped my hand over my mouth, giving a sheepish smile at the man in front of me who turned to me with a frown.

Ares...Finnegan wanted to see me? He had gone through the club’s formal invitation system, the VIP channel that members only used when they were making a deliberate request for another member.

Fuck... Aphrodite!

An image of him bellowing that name back in Boston filled my head. My body stirred, warmth pooling low in my belly.

No.

I was going tonight for Annette. Annette needed to look Zeus in his cowardly face and get the conversation she deserved.

I was going as backup to either talk her down from kicking Zeus in the balls or assist with it depending on how their conversation went. That was the only reason I was walking through those doors tonight.

Nothing else. I was done with this thing with Ares. Or so I thought.

***

"There he is!" Annette spat, her hand closing around my arm.

Zeus was at the bar in the club arena with a small group. He was massive, broad-shouldered, his gold mask catching the light.

Loud music boomed through the speakers and right in the arena, another orgy session was ongoing as usual. Only this time it was a man getting dominated on his knees and a very, intimidating woman stood next to him, gripping his hair as she rode her cunt all over his face.

Jesus. Mother of God.

My nipples tightened under the black silk slip dress. I hadn’t worn a bra... or panties, but it was so I wouldn’t look out of place. I was wearing a long ass dress already, my hair coated in temporary brown dye and the contacts irritating my eyes.

That was enough. I was here for Annette. I was not thinking about the VIP invitation or scanning the floor for a familiar set of green eyes.

"Here I go, I’m gonna whoop his ass," Annette hissed, letting go of my arm and storming over to him. I followed closely behind her. Zeus saw her coming and went completely still, a giggle dying in his throat.

Good, he should be scared.

He muttered something to the group he was with and quickly stepped away from them meeting with Annie halfway. I found a place by the bar to stay as I watched them argue.

Around us the arena went on, bodies moving against each other, people cheering as the female Dom on stage came hard, squirting all over her submissive’s face.

Don’t look for him, Abby.

My eyes scanned the arena anyway. The bar, the booths, there was no sign of him at all. Maybe he wouldn’t come because I hadn’t accepted the request sent to me.

I glanced back at Annie and Zeus-

"What the fuck?!"

They were gone. I pushed off the bar counter, my heart beating wild as I scanned the arena for them. They were here just now. I caught a flash of Annette’s red dress around the entrance of one of the corridors, Zeus’ hands around her as he led her away.

I took two steps forward in my heels. "Annie-"

An arm came around my waist from behind pulling me against a massive hard body. Warm breath teased at my ear.

My back arched involuntarily when a tongue tracing the outer shell of my ear slowly, and my entire body seized in pleasure, heat flooding through me.

"Not so fast."