Masked Feelings

by Lechna Baram

  “Don't play that game with me, sweetheart,” he said as he slowly walked to me with his eyes fixed on my lips.

  “What game?” I asked innocently. Once he was in front of me, his hands made their way to the shirt and he quickly grabbed the hem of it.

  “Lift your hands.”

  I could hear the control in his voice. I did as he said. I put my hands up, grinning at him. He seemed to take real pleasure in ordering me around and I wanted to please him. That was my number one priority right now. He took the shirt off and let it fall on the white tiles. I was standing only in my underwear in front of this beautiful man. He put his hands on my waist and quickly lifted me up, making me wrap my legs around his hips. A giggle escaped my mouth as I held onto his muscular shoulders. He turned me around and put me on the counter. “I love touching your skin,” he whispered as he ran his fingers up and down my back, causing goosebumps to rise. His fingers finally took hold of the back of my bra and he unclasped it. My hands were on my thighs, studying my sex god as he managed to take off my bra. Even though I was now naked, he seemed to be more concentrated on my reaction than my body. I was pretty sure that I was blushing as he grinned slightly.

  “Stop staring at me,” I whispered. He brought his face to mine, his lips a few inches away from mine.

  “Where should I do you? Here or in the bedroom?” he asked, making me clench my thighs at all the sensation he was making me feel. I put my hand on his cheek and slightly caressed it while staring him.

  “As long as you're inside of me, I don't care,” I told him, making him groan slightly. He pressed himself against me, so that I can feel his hard on against my core. I moaned slightly at the feeling and I was suddenly lifted from the counter. Again, I tightened my hold around his neck so that I wouldn't fall down. His hands were on my thighs, holding me close. I knew that he was making his way to his room. I lay my head on his shoulder, smiling at how comfortable I felt with him. I gently bit his skin, making him spank my ass playfully. “Don't do that,” I said, chuckling.

  “Then don't make me want to take you against the wall itself,” he retorted, making me laugh. Soon, he opened the door and walked into the room. Closing the door with his foot, he walked to the bed, where he lay me down and quickly took his place between my legs. Without waiting for another second, he crashed his lips against mine. I moaned against his lips and let my fingers run through his hair. I tugged gently, making him groan. He took my lower lip between his teeth and tugged on it. He pulled away, stared at me and traced my lips with his thumb before kissing me again. Our tongues soon met and danced against each other. We were relishing this moment as hell. When we were out of breath, he pulled away but he still continued his attack on my neck. When I felt him sucking and biting my neck, I quickly moved before he continued.

  “Damian, No!” I exclaimed. He lifted his head to stare at me. “Wedding, tomorrow,” I said, a little breathless. He glared at me and without breaking eye contact, I felt his hand trailing it' way to my panties and soon it dug in.

  “What were you saying?” he asked calmly. Oh god. This was too calm. Just as I was about to open my mouth to talk, his finger entered me.

  “Holy shit!” I cursed as I felt the pleasure. He smirked and bent to kiss my neck again. I was too engulfed in all those sensations that I didn't really give a shit about the wedding and the hickeys. He sucked on my neck, just below my ear, making me moan out loud as he added another finger and started pumping.

  “What were you saying, Athena?” he asked as my hands wrapped themselves around him, scratching his back as I pulled him even closer to me. He pulled his hands away, making me slightly calm. I pouted slightly. He took off my panties and then his pants with his boxers. I'm never going to get used to seeing him this big. My eyes widened, making him smirk at my reaction. Yeah, I just boosted his ego I think. He placed himself between my legs. “Wrap your legs around my hips.” He ordered, and I followed. Once I did, he plunged himself inside me, without any warning, making me half moan, half scream at how huge he was.

  “Damn,” I said, my voice breathy. He wasn't moving. He was staring at me, letting me get used to him. How could it be that I wasn't used to him yet? He held onto my waist and slightly pinched my skin.

  “Look at me.” I stared at him and he started moving. He was staring at me and right then, I knew he was planning something. I could see some hidden anger in his eyes. He pushed roughly inside of me, making me moan in pain and pleasure. “How did it feel when you were grinding on that guy?” he asked and pushed harder again. Was he jealous? Was it a bad thing that I was getting turned on by his possessiveness? He started doing me even harder, making me moan and scream his name. “Or should I talk about Ross? That freak who wouldn't stop eye fucking you.” He growled as he pinned my hands to either side of my head.

  “Damian!” I moaned as he fucked me faster and harder. He was definitely in hulk mode and it was amazing. He bent his head and took one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked on it, making me thrash to get my hands free. I wanted to pull him closer to me. I could feel the pleasure building inside of me and by his groans, I knew that he was close to an orgasm too.

  “Listen well and clear, kitten. You're mine and no one else's. Do you get it?” he asked as he slowed down, making me whimper in frustration. Fuck me harder, asshole! “Did you hear me?” he asked with clenched jaw. I nodded but it didn't seem to satisfy him.

  “I'm fucking yours, Damian Spears,” I snapped, making him smirk proudly before increasing his pace and sending us both to a spiral of pleasure.

  Chapter 19

  The Big Day

  “Just try to hide it, Rose!” I huffed as I tilted my neck so that she could easily get access to the hickeys that Damian decided to adorn my neck.

  I was currently wearing my long grey silvery dress. I can't believe that my sister was getting married today. I was stressed for her but also because I was wearing a strapless dress which clearly put my hickeys in plain sight.

  “Stop stressing! It will be gone with concealer!” Rose sighed as she softly applied it. My hair was tied up in a bun to make me seem more 'classy.' I was wearing light makeup. My green eyes were popping and my lips were slightly pink. I did a winged eyeliner, making my eyes seem more catlike. “Why did Damian have to suck on your neck like a goddamn vampire?” Rose huffed after a few minutes, making me laugh slightly. The door opened and in walked Jasmine and my little brother. “I'm done,” Rose said as she pulled away. I stared at myself in the mirror and smiled when I saw that my neck seemed flawless and clean, without any suspicious dark spot. I turned to look at Thomas. The little boy was wearing a suit and a glare.

  “What's wrong?” I asked as I stared at Thomas who was busy sulking. He approached me and leaned his head on my shoulder.

  “I look like a penguin,” he whispered. I laughed at his words and took his hands in mine. Rose and Jasmine were finalizing their makeup.

  “Sweetheart, you won't be the only penguin,” I joked as he stared at me with wide eyes.

  “Really?” he asked.

  “All the men are supposed to wear this penguin outfit,” I explained. Jasmine and Rose nodded as Thomas looked at them for confirmation. Slowly he smiled, showing that he was more reassured. There was a knock on the door, making all of us turn towards it.

  “Yes?” Rose answered. The door opened and Rosemary walked in. She was beautiful. Her blond hair cascaded over her shoulder like small waves on the sea. I was so used to seeing her with her neat bun that now, it was weird to see her like this. She was wearing a mid-thigh black dress and her dark red lipstick.

  “All the guests are here and your presence is being requested,” Rosemary said, staring at me. I nodded and watched as she studied my dress before walking away.

  “Why does she have to be so formal?” Rose asked Jasmine. The latter shrugged and took my purse before walking to me.

  “Thank you,” I said as I took it from her and then took Thomas hand in mine as we made our
way to the door. “I can't believe my sister is getting married,” I mumbled to myself.

  “Who knows, you might be next,” Rose said, making me scoff at her words. We walked downstairs where we found a lot of people, standing, talking to each other, all dressed more magnificently than each other. It's been a while since I attended a wedding of rich people. I can't believe that I was raised in this environment and I ended up working in a strip club because of my parents. I closed my eyes, trying to pacify my anger.

  “Athena!” I turned to see Celina and Jeff, Damian's and Dean's parents. A smile quickly appeared on my face as they approached us.

  “Celina! Jeff! How are you?” I asked as Celina pulled me into a motherly hug. Jeff pecked my cheek and soon released me to stare at me.

  “You look beautiful,” he complimented with a smile. I smiled back.

  “Thank you,” I said.

  “And so are the ladies behind you,” he said. The girls smiled and thanked him too.

  “We're good! What about you?” Celina asked.

  “We're good too. I'm a little bit stressed.” I admitted, making the couple in front of me laugh.

  “Shouldn't Alena be the one stressing?” Jeff asked teasingly.

  “She is not stressed! That's why I am!” I pointed out.

  “Well, she was looking for you. Maybe you should go to her now,” Celina said chuckling.

  “Yeah, I should get going,” I told them.

  “Can I stay with Aunt Rose?” Thomas asked. Celina was staring at my little brother in adoration. Rose took his hand and gave me a nod to tell me that she will look after him. I made my way to the room where my sister was getting ready. The door was locked so I knocked a few times and waited. When the door opened, I saw a maid. She smiled at me and motioned for me to enter.

  “I think I'm going to die.” I heard my sister say as she stood in front of the mirror in her wedding dress. My jaw dropped open and my eyes widened. She was so pretty.

  “Holy shit,” I whispered as I felt the tears form in my eyes. Her white wedding dress was accented with red adornments. It hugged her figure well. It was a very princessy type of dress.

  “I look that bad?!” she asked in alarm as she turned to look at herself again in the mirror once she saw the tears in my eyes.

  “No. For the first time of my life, you look so beautiful,” I tried to joke while wiping my tears carefully so that my makeup would not smudge. She slightly chuckled at my words and turned to walk to me.

  “I'm getting married, Athena,” Alena said in realization. I nodded, staring at her.

  “The stress is coming?” I asked teasingly. She nodded. I walked to her and wrapped my arms around her. “You look beautiful and you are going to get married to the man of your life,” I told her. “The stress is kinda normal because you're going to get married,” I said, not really knowing what I meant.

  “You're still shitty at giving advices.” Alena laughed. I groaned but still a smile formed on my face.

  “At least I tried,” I said as I pulled away.

  “You look smoking hot,” Alena told me as she studied me. I smiled and shrugged.

  “I know.” She rolled her eyes. Someone knocked on the door and in walked Rose with my little brother.

  “The guests already seated and they are waiting!” Rose announced, staring at us.

  “Is Dean already here?” my sister asked as she picked up the flowers.

  “Obviously,” Rose answered as if Alena was damn stupid. I have to blame stress. It was making her stupid.

  “Is my father waiting for me outside?” Alena asked again, ignoring Rose's tone. She nodded and then started making her way to the door. We opened the door and my sister walked out with us following behind. I noticed my father standing by the door with a smile on his face. He seemed relaxed but stressed at the same time. The smile on his face did not reach his eyes.

  “I'll be waiting for you by the side of the priest,” I informed. Alena nodded, taking a deep breath. She walked to my father and hooked her arm in his. My heart broke a little at the smiles that my father and my sister shared. I knew that my relationship with my parents will never be like this. I inhaled deeply as I walked to the altar. Dean was standing in front of the priest and I noticed that he was nervous.

  “This wedding must have cost a lot.” Rose sighed next to me. I nodded as I stared at the hall. The chairs were covered with white drapes and a red bow. The carpet was red with white rose petals scattered all over it. Red roses were placed everywhere as the hall was decorated with white colors. As I stared at the decorations, my eyes skimmed gray ones. A smile stretched on my face as I stared at Damian. He had a little smirk on his face as he noticed that I was checking him out. I winked, making him shake his head while grinning. He ran his hand through his hair and this time, I realized that Damian's eyes were raking my body.

  “Damian is eye fucking you,” Rose said beside me.

  “He's not!” I retorted.

  “You know he is!” Jasmine said as she quickly stood next to me. I ignored the girls and looked for my little brother. There he was. Thomas was sitting next to Jace. Ross seemed to be bored as hell. Jace was too busy talking with Thomas rather than with Ross. When the latter noticed that I was staring at them, Ross waved at me. I waved back smiling. Being bridesmaids, we were supposed to stand correctly but here we have Rose leaning against me and Jasmine whispering in my ear. There were many people in this hall and I barely knew them. The music started, and we all stood straight. Alena walked in, in her magnificent wedding dress with my father walking by her side. Her eyes were fixed on Dean.

  “Damn.” I heard Dean whisper as he put a hand over his mouth. I chuckled slightly at his reaction. He bent slightly and took a deep breath as my sister reached him. He took her hand in his, while staring at her. “You're beautiful,” he said, sounding breathless.

  “That's so cute!” Rose gushed from next to me. I poked her stomach and glared at her as people's attention were shifted to her and they were laughing. “Oops. My bad,” she said, making people laugh. Soon, Alena and Dean said their vows and exchanged rings.

  “You may kiss the bride,” the priest announced.

  “For sure!” Dean exclaimed as he crashed his lips against Alena's. Yes. They were cute as hell. We all clapped and laughed as they turned to look at us. Dean's lips were red with my sister's lipstick.

  Soon, everyone made their way to the back garden where the reception was being held. People were scattered everywhere in the garden. Nearly each one of them had a glass of champagne in hand. I nearly scoffed at such a cliché image but this is what my sister liked. “Hello! Can you all hear me?” We all turned to look at Celina who was now on stage with a microphone in her hand. “I'll take that as a yes,” she whispered into the microphone. Some of us laughed. “Please welcome the bride and the groom for the first dance!” she finally exclaimed as Alena and Dean walked in the garden. The DJ put on slow music which happened to be Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran. They walked to the dance floor and the guests surrounded it as they started dancing. I smiled at how happy my sister looked. Dean made her really happy. The way Dean was staring at my sister spoke volumes about his feelings. People started joining them on the dance floor. Rose and Jace quickly joined and soon I noticed that Jasmine was dancing with Thomas.

  “May I have this dance, please?” I turned to look into gray soothing eyes. I smiled and nodded. Damian took my hand in his. I couldn't believe at how he made my heart beat so fast. We walked to the dance floor, hand in hand, not really caring about the people around. Everything was so magical. He put his hands on my waist and I wrapped my hands around his neck. We started swaying to the song while staring at each other.

  “You look absolutely stunning,” Damian said with sincerity. I smiled and tilted my head to the left, as if I was studying him.

  “You look okay,” I teased, making him scoff. He raised one eyebrow as he stared at me. He knew that he was good looking.

  “
I don't look okay. I look eatable,” he said, making me laugh.

  “You look what?!” I asked in disbelief.

  “That's what Rosemary was saying,” he told me, making me roll my eyes. I sighed as I realized starting tomorrow, it will be back to the daily routine.

  “From tomorrow, we'll go back to the daily routine. College and work are so tiring,” I sighed as I rested my head against his chest.

  “You're still going to work in that club?” Damian asked, sounding a little bit tense.

  “Yeah, I took one week off for that wedding,” I told him. “Tomorrow I'll be working,” I continued.

  “We'll see,” he simply said. I lifted my head to look at him in confusion.

  “What?” I asked. He shook his head and twirled me around.

  “Nothing. Now dance,” he said with a smirk as he run his hand on my neck, where his hickey lay underneath the makeup.

  This guy is a mix of hotness and confusion overall.

  Chapter 20

  Relief

  “I don't want to go!” Thomas screamed as he wrapped his little arms around my waist.

  Damian was in the car, waiting for me to drop Thomas back to the hospital. Jace was waiting for us inside because my little brother didn't want to let go.

  “You have to, Tommy,” I said as I dropped to my knees so that I could be eye level with him. “It will be for your own good,” I said. He wrapped his arms around my neck and hugged me tightly.

  “Don't leave me here, Athena,” he begged, making my heart break a little. I heard the door open and soon, Damian walked towards us. He squatted next to us and stared at my little brother as the latter pulled away. Tears were now rolling on Thomas's cheeks. “Damian, please tell her not to leave me here,” he sobbed.

  “Listen,” Damian started. “You're a man, right?” he asked, sounding firm. “Your sister is going to visit you and I'll be coming with her. I promise that I'll take you away from here, okay?” I turned to look at Damian. What did he mean? Thomas nodded and took a deep breath.