Sinner: Devil In The Waters by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2021-10-26T21:27:18+00:00

7

Wellness

First thing she noticed when her eyes opened was the color of the nighttime sky. Or the lack of color. All that purple had drained, leaving only blackness lit from below by orangey harbor-front lights. Night sky meant nighttime, meant it was late . . . A domino-collapsing series of thoughts that had her heart jumping, momentarily unsure of where she was, but knowing something was terribly wrong. Her mind pinpointed a deep dread: The knowledge she had done something terrible that had to be hidden from Josh. It was late. Very late . . .

She shot up, reality beginning to percolate: she was in bed with another man, in a hotel room, the Royal York, way downtown, more than an hour from home probably, and she better get going . . .

Her voice: “What time is it?”

Devlin’s voice from somewhere: “Hmm?”

“Oh shit,” she said, aware of an allover ache through her body. Though not a bad one, a stretched out feeling like she’d gone through a grueling yoga class. Naked, she slipped off the bed, putting her feet on the soft carpet runner, heaving off then and lurching to find her phone.

Once up though, a surprising reality swooned, waiting for her. Her legs were boneless. Useless. And as quickly as she’d stood at the side of the bed, she collapsed onto her hands and knees. Somewhere, Devlin chuckled. She groaned, put her hand between her thighs and cupped it over her beaten pussy. Her hamstrings were gone. Like she didn’t have any, and her ass muscles, too, nothing there, no muscle, just a bowl of Jell-O.

But she didn’t hurt, at least not badly, and now for some reason she found her situation funny. She chuckled, raising upright, hand out and holding on to a bench at bedside, walking forward then on her knees, lunging to hook her hands on the arm of the nearest chair.

Devlin’s low and calm voice from somewhere: “Somebody got fucked.”

“Yeah,” she gasped, chuckling still, but with a renewed sense of urgency asking: “What time is it?”

There was a pause as she knee-walked across the carpet now, between the sofa where he fingered her and the chair where she’d left her purse. Once she had hands hooked in her purse, she dragged it into her seated lap, and searched for her phone.

Devlin said, “A couple minutes after nine.”

Sure enough, when she swiped awake her phone, she saw it was 9:05 in the evening.

“Crap,” she muttered, put her cheek in her palm. She could tell by looking at the blackness of her phone no text had come in. Josh hadn’t been pondering her whereabouts, and she didn’t know if that was good or bad.

She looked back to the bed now, saw that Devlin had been laying next to her. He was naked, one long leg crossed over the other. The table lamp was on, and he held his phone on his stomach, flicking through with his thumbs, that bloated penis laying on his leg, deflated now, arousal satisfied—it had deposited its excitement deep in her belly.

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