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A finger sliding inside—-
I reared up, about to scream rape—-
A hand clamped over my mouth, and I started to struggle.
“Relax.”
My eyes widened at the familiar sound, and I choked out, “Sergei?”
Instead of answering, the billionaire only pried my folds wider apart—-
I moaned.
And then I felt him bending down just before his tongue thrust inside of me.
I screamed.
Even knowing that the walls were thin and people outside could hear me—-
I couldn’t stop screaming.
It was just so damn good.
Just when I was about to climax, my husband lifted his mouth off, and I moaned at the sound of him unzipping himself. A moment later, and he was thrusting his engorged cock inside of me, and I screamed again. Over and over he plunged into me, and God, God, God, I didn’t want it to stop. It was so gooooood——
Voices reached us.
“This is scandalous, utterly scandalous,” I heard someone – probably another patient – gasp furiously. “You have no right to enter here—-”
Recognizing Dr. Jacobs’ voice, I tried to push Sergei away, saying weakly, “Stop.”
But this only made him thrust harder into me, and I fell back on the bed.
No chance,I thought dazedly. Absolutely no chance to think when he was fucking me so good—-
“Just because this woman is married to Sergei Grachyov doesn’t mean she should get away with anything! Her husband will probably thank us for exposing the truth about her—-”
“Mrs. Thompson, you don’t understand—-”
The door burst open, and the lights switched on.
Carla, Dr. Jacobs, and an unknown woman stumbled inside the room, all of them open-mouthed in shock. Behind them, more women stumbled to a stop, their eyes glued to the billionaire and me.
With my legs up, the billionaire’s cock still buried deep inside of me, I could only guess how I looked, and I threw my hands up to cover my face with a moan.
But the billionaire wasn’t embarrassed. Instead, impatient fury lined his voice. “Do you mind? I still have to finish fucking my wife.” I heard people scrambling, followed by the sound of the door slamming shut.
“Oh my God, Sergei, we need to—-” But my cry of dismay turned into another scream. The billionaire had my little toy with him, and he had it on my clit, vibrating hard, as he resumed his thrusts.
BACK IN THE WAITINGroom, the other expectant mothers were still in their seats, properly chastised and envious, all of them unable to stop listening – and fantasizing – as the once all-too-serious Sergei Grachyov continued fucking his wife.
And just like that, the truth dawned on them.
That Sergei Grachyov, once a very proper man, could act in such a way—-
The expectant mothers couldn’t get their phones out fast enough, tweeting and posting status messages on their social media accounts, and in a matter of minutes #ElsaNilssonLied became a trending topic worldwide.
Sergei Grachyov was a beast, like Elsa said, but it was also clear to see that he was nowhis wife’sbeast and would stay that way.
The End