Chapter Thirty Three

This chapter contains slight mature content

My phone ringing the next morning woke me, it was my father calling me. The ringing was so loud and it only made my head hurt ten times more, so I had to silence the phone first before answering the call.

"Hello?" I groaned, rubbing my face.

"Victoria, it's your mum." His voice was laced with panic and fear and that made me sit up instantly, fear gripping me.

"What happened to mum?" I touched my forehead, as if it would ease the pounding in my head.

"She got into an accident," Dad's voice dropped and I quickly got up from the bed almost falling over.

"What? Is she okay? What hospital are you?" I rushed downstairs not caring about my appearance.

"FMC. It's not that bad but she's injured," he answered.

"Okay, I'm coming." I hung up and began searching for my car key, seeing it wasn't where I usually kept it.

"Victoria?" Miles' voice said behind me and I jumped in shock, the pounding in my head not helping at all.

"Miles? What the hell are you doing here?" I was utterly shocked to see him. I don't remember seeing him here last night. I don't even remember getting home last night.

The last I remember was at the bar, drinking.

"You don't remember," he sighed. "I picked you from the bar last night, you were wasted." He informed and I felt my cheeks heat up in embarrassment.

"Oh, thanks." I smiled and he nodded.

"What were you doing?"

I remembered what was at hand and began looking for the keys again. "My car key. Did you bring it last night?"

"Oh yeah." I heard the jingling of keys and I stood up to look at him. "Where are you going to looking like that?"

"My mum," I took the keys from him and began to walk out the door. "She got into an accident, I'm going to the hospital."

"Accident? How bad was it? What hospital?" His footsteps echoed behind me and his voice was filled with panic.

I started the car and got in, "FMC. My dad says it's not that bad but he said she's injured. I have to go now, are you coming?"

"Yeah, I'll drive," he took my keys from me and I didn't have the strength to argue so I just got into the passengers seat. "How's your head?"

As he asked, the banging I'm my head in teased and I winced, "bad. How much did I drink last night?"

"A lot," he chuckled. "We'll stop at a pharmacy to get you paracetamol."

"No," I opened a small compartment in the car and took out the sealed bag containing paracetamol. "Just need water."

He looked at me for a second with a confused look before fixing his gaze back on the road. "Has that always been there?"

"Yeah. I change it once it expires, don't worry." I pointed to a shop ahead and he stopped and got down to get me water.

After taking the paracetamol, I dropped it back in its place and finished the bottle of water.  Ten minutes after we arrived at the hospital so I ran out of the car, Miles behind me.

I found dad in the lobby with two plastic bags so I called to him and he stopped when he saw it was me.

"What happened dad?" I asked after Miles had greeted him. "The driver wasn't looking but she couldn't swerve away on time so he hit her. It isn't bad actually, just a few cuts here and there and a major concussion."

"A major concussion? And you call that not so bad?" I was almost shouting now.

"Victoria calm down please." He pushed open a door and we all stepped in.

"Mum!" I ran to her when I saw her on the bed, awake.

She smiled as I hugged her and when we pulled away she glared at dad. "I told you not to bother her."

"She's your daughter Sade, she needed to know." Dad said flatly.

"Are you okay?" I sat on the bed beside her. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, just a little concussion but I'll be okay." She said and I knew she was lying.

"Mum stop lying," I hissed. "Dad said it was a major concussion. And why didn't you want to tell me?"

"I didn't want to bother you dear, I know you have a lot to do." She placed a hand on my arm.

"It's not bothering me mum, you're my mother." I felt the tears brewing at my eyes so I looked up hoping they wouldn't fall.

"This is exactly what I was avoiding," she glared at dad again before pulling me to a hug. "I'm fine baby, okay?"

I nodded, "have you eaten?"

"That's what I went to get her," Dad gave me the plastic bags and I looked inside. Rice and chicken from an eatry. I helped mum sit up properly before I helped her with the food.

"Hey Miles," mum finally acknowledged Miles.

I stood up so mum could eat properly and after Miles and my mum talked a little, they all insisted that I went back home and showered and ate.

I protested at first but later gave in. Miles drove me back home where he had already prepared breakfast for me since he spent the night at my place.

When we finally got back to the hospital, my head had gone and I felt way better than I did when we got to the hospital before.

Miles had to park at the other side of the car park which was kind of indoors, it was the only other place to park and it was a bit empty, only a few cars around.

"You really don't remember anything from last night?" Miles asked, not yet turning off the car engine.

"No, am I supposed to remember something?" I put my phone inside my purse.

He sighed, "never mind."

"Now I'm not going to forget it, what happened last night?" I turned to face him.

He sighed again, "try to remember Victoria because it's going to be hard to tell you."

I thought really hard and five minutes after I began to remember in bits and pieces but what made me gasp was the fact that I had wanted Miles in my bed and not just to sleep beside me but to sleep with me and I remembered his final words.

"No, I don't want to take advantage of you Victoria. If by morning, you still want this and I'm positive you are completely sober, then I won't hold back."

I sighed, running my hand through my hair, "thank you." I didn't look at him.

There was no hiding that I actually wanted him that way, because the alcohol definitely doesn't lie. Now sitting in the car with him, barely any space between us and my heart beating two times faster, a thought of making that craving come to pass.

Like he said, he wouldn't hold back.

What will Andrew say about this if he finds out? I love him but that part of me that has never been with another man wants to know what it feels like.

Miles and I had kissed before and I must give him credit, he's a good kisser which makes me wonder what else that mouth of his can do, what his fingers would be able to do inside me, driving me to an orgasm. I could imagine his hands allover my body as he buried himself inside me, merging our bodies, I could imagine his name rolling from my mouth as he moaned.

I pressed my legs together, feeling a familiar wetness between my legs but this time it was caused by my sinful thoughts that should be forbidden.

Andrew.

I groaned.

He'll never know. I thought in my defense.

I looked at Miles and he was looking at me. We both knew what was going to happen next but he was just waiting for my permission because if I was going to decline I would have already.

Just this once. I said to myself before leaning over and kissing him.

He held me back, his hands on my shoulders, "what about Andrew?"

I shook my head, "leave Andrew out of this." I leaned in again but he held me back and I groaned.

"You're really sure you want this? Because, I'm not going to stop." He warned, his eyes saying it all. "Say you want me Victoria."

I was breathing heavily now, a part of me already rethinking my decision but I gulped and opened my mouth. "I want you Miles," I said and in an instant I was on his laps, his hands on my hips and his lips on mine. I locked the doors in the process.

His kiss was filled with so much urgency, like if he stopped he would die. I could feel his burning desire and need for me and that only made my core ache, wanting to feel him.

I held unto his shoulders as he shoved his tongue into my mouth, making our tongues dance together. Suddenly we were falling and I realized that he had collapsed the seat, making me now on top of him in every way, my chest completely pressed to his.

He groaned and readjusted himself so that he was laying on the back seat and I followed him, pushing the driver's seat back to its previous position before straddling him again.

He kissed my jaw and down to my neck, sending waves of pleasure to every part of my body, making me shake with a burning desire for him.

His hands slowly lifted up my shirt, leaving me in my bra. His eyes scanned my body before meeting my eyes. "God you're beautiful." He whispered before kissing me again and in a swift move he unclasped my bra and I let it fall off my shoulders.

His mouth cupped my breast, his tongue swirling around my nipple and I threw my head back, feeling as if I could orgasm already.

I wanted his shirt off so I pulled it up and tossed it aside, running my hand over his chest. Miles pushed me backwards so that I was laying back and he was on top of me, resting his weight on his hands.

At that point I was grateful that my car was spacious and that the glasses were tinted, all round.

He touched me through my leggings and I screamed, holding his shoulders like I would fall off. He didn't stop touching me and I didn't stop screaming, calling his name over and over again like a mantra.  His mouth was on my left breast while his other hand cupped my right breast.

I was shocked that I could feel so much pleasure without him touching me directly. This was different, different than what I was used to.

He didn't let me orgasm before he took off my leggings and underwear together, leaving me naked before him.

"You are so fucking beautiful," he whispered as he stroked me now without any restrictions. "Fuck you're so wet." He kissed my neck again before he looked at me and placed his hand inside his mouth, tasting me.

His eyes fluttered shut as he sucked on his hand and I felt myself getting more soaked just watching him. His eyes finally opened as his hand was out of his mouth and he looked at me.

"You taste so good," he kissed me and I could taste myself on his tongue and I moaned, I fucking moaned. "I guess we'll leave the eating for another time," he took off his sweatpants and underwear and I could feel him at my entrance. "Because I want to fuck you first and we don't have all the time right now."

And at that moment I knew, that I was doomed.

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