Redemption (Midas x Reader)

• XI •

God, I am so fucking stupid.

I wrenched my hand away from Maya's and stood up. I wanted out of here before I burst into tears. "Yeah, I get it," I said dryly. "I'll go pack."

I started walking away, when he said, "I wasn't finished, I..."

"I said I get it," I spoke sharply, cutting him off, not looking back. I opened the door and stepped out, slamming it behind me. The tears came hard and fast, and I wanted to put as much distance between me and him as possible.

I was trying to run, but my sprain was slowing me down. I could hear Maya yelling at him behind the closed door, but I couldn't make out what she was saying. I didn't care. I reached the elevator and punched the button repeatedly as though it would make it show up faster.

I had been used again. And this time I was dumb enough to do it willingly. How in the world had I ever thought that he chose me, like I was somehow special. That someone like him would actually be interested in someone like me. And it turns out that despite his looks and his power and his apparent kindness, he was the same as every other man on the planet. He just wanted to get off. And he had used my body to do it.

There was absolutely no way he was sending me somewhere else. I was not an object to be transferred around. I had spent enough time at the mercy of others, and apparently Ghost was no better than Shadow. I was going to get off this whole fucking island if I had to.

I heard the office door open behind me and I started to beat on the elevator buttons again.

What the fuck is TAKING it so long????

I could hear footsteps rushing down the hall towards me as the elevator doors finally opened. I darted inside and started smashing buttons, trying to get the doors to close. I could see Maya running at me, and she was able to slip her arm through just as the doors were closing, stopping them.

"GODDAMMIT, just let me GO!!!!" I screamed. She ran over to me and pulled me into a hug, refusing to release me as I struggled. I was sobbing.

"It's ok, it's ok," she soothed. "He's only trying to protect you. Stupidly, but still, he only wants what's best for you."

Bullshit.

The elevator only descended one floor before the doors opened again. "Come on, my room is on this level. You're gonna stay with me until I make sure you're not going to do something dumb," Maya said.

I didn't answer, following her blindly, not caring where I was. She led me down the hall, opening a room on the left. It was much nicer than mine, and bigger. "So this is the floor the agents stay on when they're here, but I don't have a life outside this place so it's permanent for me," she spoke, shrugging her shoulders.

She led me, still crying, to the couch. She walked away, and I heard a cork pop, before she returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses. I yanked the bottle out of her hand and started chugging it, until she forced me to give it back. I wanted to forget him.

"Hey, hey, whoa slow down," she chided, "save some for me." She poured us each a glass, and sat back on the couch, watching me while she sipped. She was wearing tight black pants and a matching black crop top, and despite the color, she looked insanely good, the curves of her body showing underneath the tight outfit.

My tears slowed as the wine started to kick in. I was hurt, and reckless. I knocked back the wine in my glass and set it on the coffee table before turning around and climbing onto her lap, straddling her.

Fuck it, I'll probably never see any of these people again after tonight anyway.

Her eyes widened, and I took her glass out of her hand and set it on the table with mine. She looked hesitant. "Are you sure?" she asked softly. I nodded, and pressed my lips into hers.

There was no feeling behind my actions. I found her attractive, but we didn't have near the chemistry I had with Midas. I was lashing out, trying to feel something other than pain.

Her mouth was soft, her kiss gentle. She reached around behind me, running her hands underneath the loose white shorts I was wearing, grabbing my ass hard, making me roll my hips into her.

I slid my hands up her sides and under her top, breaking the kiss momentarily to lift it off over her head. She had on a skimpy black bra, and I reached around behind her and unclipped it before pulling it off.

Her breasts were beautiful, small dark nipples set into her olive skin. I grabbed them, pinching her nipples and making her moan. I was still grinding my hips into her, looking for friction.

I slipped off of her lap into the floor, kneeling in front of her, wincing at the pain in my knees, and pulled her pants and underwear off. I spread her legs and went down on her.

She was shaved, making for easy access, and I traced circles around her clit with my tongue, the familiar sweet smell of her womanhood making me wet. She was moaning loudly, head leaned back on the couch, eyes closed.

I inserted two fingers inside of her and curled them upwards, and when she writhed in response, I added a third, and then a fourth. I thrusted them in and out of her slowly.

I took her clit between my lips and started sucking. She reached behind my head and wrapped one hand into my hair, holding me in place.

"Oh God, don't stop...please, I'm gonna...oh fuck..."

Her legs clamped against the sides of my head as she cried out. I pulled my hand out of her and she squirted when she came, surprising me, and I felt the liquid dripping down my chin.

I released her before she got overstimulated, raising up and wiping my face with my shirttail.

She leaned forward, kissing me passionately. "Now I'm going to take care of you," she whispered. "Come with me."

I followed her silently down the hall to her bedroom, admiring her naked ass as I walked behind her. "Take your clothes off and lay on the bed," she commanded, and I did as told.

I watched as she opened a drawer, removing a strap and a small bottle of lube. I got nervous, because even though I'd had sex with women at Shadow, we didn't have access to stuff like this, and I'd never been fucked with one before.

Well it looks smaller than Midas, so I should be able to take it.

I tried to brush the thought of him aside, it hurt too much, and right now I only needed someone to make me feel good.

She put it on, tightening it up, and rubbed it down with the lube before climbing into the bed. She rolled me onto my left side, and then lay behind me.

She thrusted two fingers into me to get me ready, causing me to moan. "Just relax," she whispered in my ear, and I arched my back to give her access before she slipped into me from behind.

It felt good. She fucked me slow, but hard. She reached her right hand around to my front and began rubbing my clit. I could feel her breasts pressed against my back, sliding around on the sweat between us. She was placing small kisses all up and down the back of my neck.

I was rocking my hips with her, moaning as the pleasure started to build up, my high approaching. She was going to make me come.

I was whimpering, and she must have sensed me getting close, because she suddenly picked up the pace, fucking me faster, rubbing my clit frantically.

The increase in pace sent me over the edge. Suddenly I felt the waves wash over me as I hit my peak, my walls clenching, crying out, continuing to rock until it was over.

She pulled out of me, and I could hear her removing the strap even though I didn't turn around. She lay back down beside me after she was finished, again kissing me on the back of the neck.

I was defeated. And I felt dirty. I had no loyalty to Midas, we weren't together, and I knew it had just been meaningless sex, but for some reason I felt guilty for what I'd just done. And I had used Maya as well, as revenge, as a release. I couldn't even look at her.

Oh, well, I'll be gone by the time she wakes up.

I could hear her breathing deepen as she dozed off. I stayed awake, planning my escape.