A Burning Impulse

Chapter 3

"No," I woke with a jolt, feeling a slickness between my thighs. It mortified me that I was turned on by a dream about my ex-brothers-in-law.

"I'm not doing it," I rubbed my thighs, but instead of calming me down, the friction from the lace of my night shorts turned me on further. I bit my lip, feeling ashamed as I delved two fingers into myself and let my imagination guide me.

I imagined their hands caressing my body, their tongues exploring every part of me, their low grunts in my ears, and their c***s pumping in and out of me.

My imagination brought me to the edge quickly, but what pushed me over was the image from days before, only this time, I imagined myself in the woman's place.

"God, what am I doing?" I groaned and hid my face in my palms. I was ashamed, mortified, disgusted, and turned on all at once. I'd been having s****l fantasies about men who were out of my reach and forbidden fruit, and I was tempted to bite into that fruit badly.

"Stop this madness, Eclipse," I whispered to myself. "You are strong enough to do this." With feigned self-assurance and newfound determination, I went about my day.

"This is your schedule for today," Samuel handed me my schedule when I reached my office. He'd organized my day in detail, and as usual, I was amazed by his talent for organization.

"Thank you for simplifying it for me. Can you do me a favor?" I asked him.

"Yeah, what is it?" he said without hesitation. I asked him to attend my 8 o'clock meeting in my stead. My current predicament regarding my ex-brothers-in-law had drained me, so tonight, I was determined to get my sleep schedule back on track.

"Sure. I will give you a detailed report of the meeting tomorrow," he stated and left my office. Sam had already reviewed the documents for the meeting, so I knew he could handle it. The only thing I needed to worry about was my sleep and the dreams that followed. Or, more importantly, I needed to stop thinking about them.

*Sigh*

I plopped down in my office chair, wondering when these thoughts would end. It was hard to concentrate on work when that night was so vividly etched in my mind.

I couldn't forget it, no matter how hard I tried. Maybe with time, I would forget, but for now, I was stuck with the memory, and it made me wet as I recalled the night in detail.

Oh, great, just what I needed, I groaned, holding my face in my palms.

"Oh, and I forgot to inform you that you should check out the final look for Phoenix Co.'s annual celebration," Sam poked his head into the office to inform me and left again.

I calmed my raging hormones and went to Hotel Selene, the banquet hall Phoenix Co. preferred, to inspect the preparations. Thanks to my expert team, every detail was flawless, and there wasn't much to change, except a few things.

"I like everything except the lighting," I commented. "They are too bright and harsh on the eyes.

They wanted a mix of dark and white, right? The decoration is balanced, so the light shouldn't be too bright. It looks a little tacky. Dim the lights to the point where you can see every corner of the room without them hurting your eyes."

"Use cool-toned lights," I added after a moment's thought. "I'm sure you can handle the rest. I'll be back tomorrow for the final checkup.

Thank you for your hard work. You did a marvelous job. Let's celebrate the end of this project today. I won't be able to attend, but Samuel will be there to pay for it. Enjoy your time."

"Thank you so much, boss," my employees cheered, excited for the dinner.

"Sam, darling, I hate to add this to your schedule, but head to Hotel Selene after the meeting and pay for the dinner," I called Sam when I left the banquet hall. Just my luck, I saw my tormentors coming out of the restaurant across the street, making me duck behind my car.

Why am I hiding? I asked myself. There's no reason to hide like a thief. I did nothing wrong. I managed to convince myself not to hide, but the moment I straightened up, I met their eyes.

The image from that day rushed to the forefront of my mind, making me dizzy. My legs went weak, and a soft sigh escaped my lips.

"This can't be happening," I whispered to myself.

"Boss, are you listening?" Sam said from the other end of the line, and I realized I was still on the phone.

"I'm sorry, can you repeat that?" I asked, turning my head away from their direction.

"I was asking if it's alright if I leave the company card with the employees? I might be late and not reach them on time," Samuel said.

"Yeah, do that." I hung up the phone and got into the car. I stole a glance in their direction, and thankfully, their attention was on the man beside them. As if sensing my gaze, they both turned to look at me. My heartbeat skipped a beat as I averted my eyes.

"This feels so awkward," I whispered, trying to calm my heartbeat. After a minute or so, my heartbeat returned to normal, and without looking back, I drove off.

As usual, I spent the rest of my day denying the reality that I saw my ex-brothers-in-law naked, saw their hard c***s f*****g a woman, and that I badly wanted to be in her place.

Finally, I convinced myself again that I would forget about that night after a few days, though I knew deep down that it was something I could never forget. Even if I were in an accident and forgot everything else, I would still remember that scene in detail.

And I was right. No matter how many times I tried to forget, I couldn't, and before I knew it, weeks passed, and it was the day of the event—the day it became clear that the tormentors of my dreams desired me too.

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