Unpleasant Surprise
**Sarah**
Just by hearing his warm voice, I already felt all my nerve endings in turmoil, a shiver of excitement spreading throughout my body, just by remembering how wonderful it was to have him inside me, his powerful movements filling me.
I knew I should resist, but I didn't for one lousy second. Soon I was forgetting my sudden shyness and lying back down beside him on the bed.
As soon as I leaned my body against his, he spun around, and then he was on top of me, his eyes watching my face and making me completely horny.
I thought he was going to say something, but instead, his lips took hold of mine in a demanding way, taking it all in a kiss that made me wish I was being filled by him again, the horniness he aroused, sucking my tongue and handing me his to do the same.
We kissed for long, delicious minutes and when we broke apart, I pulled in my breath as if I was drowning in all the desire he managed to arouse in me. He left me breathless!
I thought about telling him what I was feeling, but his eyes were hard again and I didn't understand why because we had just starred in a kiss that only couples with a lot of chemistry could achieve, something that had never happened to me before and I was feeling breathless.
- "What's the matter..." I interrupted myself because although our bodies knew each other well now, I still didn't know his name.
"Kael." To my surprise, he realized the reason for my interruption and said his name "Kael Graham."
"I like your name," I said with a satisfied smile, for I now knew his name and it was as beautiful as the owner's
I was feeling very happy, as I believed that for him to have said his name, was showing that I was not the only one to be affected by the sex we had.
"My name is..." I interrupted myself, unsure whether to lie and say my name was Rachel or say my real name.
- "Sarah Mitchell," he said without even blinking, fully aware of my reaction at that moment.
"But how... !?" I was just stunned!
"Did you think you could fool me by switching places with each other?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," I still tried to make myself look unintelligent.
"I know the pictures on the auction app weren't yours, they were your sister Rachel's." He explained, "Too bad you gave up your virginity for nothing. The deal fell through and I'll be asking for my money back."
Kael dropped that bomb in my lap, almost literally, and fell into a laugh that I even called sinister, because I even felt a shiver of apprehension.
I tried to get out from under his body, but Kael held my hands tightly, showing that he would not let me out of that position and only now I felt at a disadvantage.
"Let me out!" I said loudly, trying to get my wrists free and squirming under him, trying to break free from his grip "I want out!!!!"
He then released me, turning in bed until he moved away from my body but remained lying down, adjusting the pillows and reclining on them calmly, still wearing a smirk on his lips. As soon as I felt his body free, I jumped off the bed and walked as far away from it as possible. Just looking at the piece of furniture now filled me with disgust for myself, for how I completely surrendered to that hostile man, and even for enjoying being with him.
"Are you upset because I found out that the twins tried to make a fool out of me?" Did he want to taunt me on top of everything else?
I looked around the cabin and, spotting my clothes, I started picking them up one by one, without even bothering to give any response. I made my way toward a door that I assumed led to a bathroom.
I was right; it was indeed a bathroom, and soon I found towels and hygiene products that allowed me to take a shower. I tried to wash away any remnants of the sexual encounter we had and cleanse myself of the scorching sensations he had awakened in my inexperienced body.
How could he know that it was Rachel who had put herself up for auction? And even more shocking, at least in my understanding, how could he differentiate one from the other?
Although we weren't identical, we looked very similar. We had the same features, and for those who didn't know us well, it was quite difficult to tell us apart, often possible only by our behavior.
I always tried to remain silent, and everyone insisted on saying that I was a very calm girl, while Rachel was always highly energetic, unable to stay quiet for long, and always expressing her opinion to everyone. That's how it had always been, and that was how people found a way to distinguish us when we were apart.
When we were together, it wasn't so difficult because it was quite clear who was who, both through our clothing choices and our behavior.
So, once again, I questioned myself: how did that man not only know it was Rachel at the auction but also identify that she wasn't the same girl who was with him there?
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