Duplicity Of Desire: Bound To The Wrong Man

Ruth's POV Weeks have passed by, I have accepted my faith. Damian had stuck to what Adrian asked for. He comes to the house twice a week and makes love to me. He no longer handled me roughly like he did before and my body was craving that side of him, that side Adrian had refused. Today Damian and I are attending an event together, normally I'm supposed to be here with Adrian but he didn't feel like leaving the house today and pretended to be in love with me so he sent his brother instead. We both stood in front of the camera smiling like a happy couple, nobody suspected a thing and Damian played his role as Adrian too well, far too well that it didn't sit right with me. But even though he played Adrian's role perfectly, he couldn't hide the way he looked at me. A man asked me to dance with him and accepted out of politeness. We were dancing to the slow sounds coming from the speaker, it was a simple and innocent dance however I could feel Damian's gaze burning my back. I glanced at him, the intensity of his gaze made me gulp down nothing. He suddenly walked up to the man and me and lightly tapped his shoulder, he had a polite smile on his face. "I'd like to dance with my wife." He said to the man. The man chuckled lightly before handing me over to him. "You can have your wife Mr Delacroix." The man said before leaving the dance floor. Now this is going to come as a surprise to the people staring at us right now because Adrian has never danced with me before, the only time we danced was on the day of our wedding. He placed his hand on my waist and pulled me close. I held his shoulder with one hand while the other was clasped in his free hand. We danced together, his eyes focused on me, it was so intense that people left the dancefloor for us. The sound of the camera clicking filled the room and then stopped. Damian's hand shifted from my waist to my ass, he grabbed and pulled me even closer. When the song finally ended I wished it never did because I was lost in his beautiful eyes. The sound of people clapping pulled me out of my trance. I had to recompose myself. Damian continued his role as Adrian, it was beginning to make me sick. I was angry but I didn't know why. The event finally came to an end and couldn't be more happy. In the car Damian tried talking to me for some reason that irked me too, I don't know what my problem was. "If you are going to play a perfect Adrian, you shouldn't be talking to me right now." I said loudly. "What do you mean princess?" Damian asked, a little confused. "You are pretending to be your brother today right? You were doing a perfect job at it, too perfect if I must say. I want you to continue doing that. Don't talk to me right now because no one is watching." "But I'm not Adrian, I'm Damian." He said. "Oh," I faked a gasp, "I thought you were Adrian because you played your role too well." Damian looked at me for a while and then whispered something to the driver. The driver suddenly turned the car, he wasn't taking us home anymore. "What is happening? Where are you taking me?" I asked. "I want us to talk but we won't be able to do that with Adrian in the house. I want to understand the reason for your anger because I don't think it's me acting like my brother that's making you upset." When we arrived wherever he was taking me, he stepped out of the car and carried me out. He opened the door of the apartment with his fingerprint. He gently placed me on the couch, crouched down and took off my heels and then proceeded to get me a glass of water. His actions, his gentleness, everything was making my mind run. I don't want to fall for this, I'm married and even though it's loveless but I can't cheat on my husband with someone else, I can't fall for someone else. "Now Ruth," my name rolled out of his mouth, it sounded so gentle. Come to think of it, this is the first time he's calling me by my name. "What is eating you up?" He asked. "Nothing, nothing is eating me up." I muttered. "You can't lie to me, I know something is wrong." He pressed. I pushed up from the couch, "I said nothing is eating me up." "I'm not going to drop it until you tell me." He stood up and walked to where I was standing. Tears welled up in my eyes unintentionally, I didn't know how to stop the tears, I just burst out crying. "I'm tired, I'm so tired." I finally said. "I'm tired of my marriage and I want out but there's no way I can walk out of it and then there's you... I don't know how I feel." He pulled me into his chest, his hand holding the back of my head in place. "Let it all out, I'm not going to leave your hand." The gentleness in his voice only made me cry harder. I gripped his front shirt and cried my eyes out. We stayed like that until I was done crying, he cupped my cheeks and raised my head. Gently he cleaned my tears with his thumb. His eyes lowered to my lips, then my eyes and back to my lips. The way he looked at me made my toes curl. Without warning he sealed our lips together. I wanted to pull away because this was going against the boundaries Adrian had set up but I couldn't bring myself to do it, I wanted it, I wanted him. I want his cock savagely thrusting in and out of my pussy. I let him carry me all the way to his bedroom, our lips not separating. He opened the door and kicked it shut with his leg. He placed me on the soft bed, our lips still together. He quickly took off his jacket and threw it across the room. His dress was discarded within a minute. "I noticed you had no lingerie on tonight." He muttered against my lips. How did he notice that I had nothing under my dress? Damian chuckled lightly when he saw the question in my eyes. "I had my eyes on you all night Ruth, of course I could tell you aren't wearing anything underneath your dress." He spread my legs apart, his fingers slid inside my hole while he caught my lip in between his teeth. "You are so wet, why are you so wet?" He asked. He pulled my bottom lip before letting go of it slowly. His fingers started off slowly, the pleasure building little by little. He started picking up speed. Damian moved like a machine. I felt something build up in me, it was different this time. I tried to hold it in but I couldn't, especially with the way Damian finger fucking me. "I'm cumming Damian," I moaned. "Do it, cum for daddy." He whispered in my ears. I let go, I pushed Damian away and fell on the bed, legs spread apart. I sprayed the bed, squirting so hard I couldn't breathe. I brought my knees together and pressed my hands down my pussy writhing in delight. "You look so fucking sexy like this." Damian said, licking his lips. I looked at the mess I had made, embarrassment covering me like a blanket, I felt the heat creeping up my face. I don't know what came over me, I've never squirted before. "There's no reason to be embarrassed, princess," he said. He held my chin and lifted my head up so I could look him in the eyes. "You squirt so beautifully." He captured my lips Just like that, the embarrassment I was feeling washed off, I hooked my hands around his neck and straddled him. I help him pull down his boxer, letting it stay below his knees. I took hold of his fully erected dick in my hand and slowly lowered myself on him. I wiggled lightly for comfortability. Damian pulled my dress up, taking it off completely, "I don't want anything keeping me away from your sexy body." I rocked my hips, riding him slowly, my hip moved flexibly, gridding and riding. Damian's low groans made me smile, it made me know I was doing a great job. I felt his dick pulsate inside of me, he was drawing close to the edge. I didn't stop, I rode him like I was riding a horse fast and relentlessly. Damian suddenly grabbed my butt cheeks and held them up, with me still on top of him he started thrusting in and out of me fast and dangerously. I grabbed his shoulders for support. I felt my own orgasm building up as well. His thrust kept on coming faster and faster until I couldn't hold on any longer. "Oh fuck Damian!" I moaned out his name yelling at the top of my lungs cumming hard. The next thing I heard was Damian groaning and then I felt his seed being deposited in me. I collapsed on him, breathing hard. "Let's stay like this for a while before I take you back home." He said. "Can't I just pass the night here?" I pressed my ears on his chest, his heart was beating so fast even though I knew it's because of the intense sex we just had, it still made me smile. "You know it's not possible, we can't sleep here. Adrian will get suspicious." He was right, Adrian would not be happy if he found out we crossed the line. And then it hit me, I just had another hot sex session with my husband's brother and this time I'm aware of it and I love it. Guilt washed over me, I just cheated...