Adrien's POV
"Shit Mari, I'm gonna fucking cum." I growled while ramming into my personal designer, my best friend, Marinette, we had been hooking up for the past 6 months at work or when her husband was away. Oh how I hated Nathaniel. He always got what he wanted during high school; he even got the woman I'm supposed to be married to. Nathaniel deserved the fact his wife was getting railed at work almost everyday behind his back.
"Adrien~ please fill me." Marinette mewled underneath my body. I placed her on my desk after she brought us 2 cups of coffee. She looked so appetizing that I discarded the coffee to a nearby table and fucked her in the same place she put them. Her voice was so submissive, I had no choice but to obey to her pleas.
I watched intently while her breasts bounced up and down her chest with her body from my powerful thrusts. Her mouth was propped open and she panted heavily. She's even begging for my cum, not her husband's. This woman is mine.
"Fuck Marinette," I groaned as I pumped myself inside of her, feeling the exhilarating pleasure exit my body and pour into her's. She moaned again when her own climax approached her at the same time.
"God Adrien, that was so good." She said, sitting up right on the desk. I ran my fingers through her tousled raven locks. It was appealing knowing I'm the one who made her look like a submissive mess.
"Marinette, I don't know how much longer I can do this for and not be able to call you mine. It's bad enough we're doing this behind Nath's back." She nodded along with my words, still panting heavily because of me.
"I know, we need to tell him soon. I need to be with you Adrien, so I came up with a plan for us to get caught." She explained after hopping off my wooden desk in order to retrieve her clothes. I took the opportunity to redress myself as well.
"Okay spill," I finished buttoning my jeans by the time she was sporting her usual red work attire once again. Damn she put that on quickly.
"Alright, so tonight Nath doesn't get home from work until 7:30. We will go to my house around that time, and when he gets home, he'll find us fucking in the bedroom." She said nonchalantly. I chuckled darkly, envisioning his horrified face when he finds the Adrien Agreste fucking the life out of his wife of 3 years.
"Huh, you say that like you're not the one cheating." I said with a smirk. Surprisingly, Marinette wanted this just as bad as me.
"Shut up, let's get back to work before the coffees gets cold." She huffed and turned to retrieve the abandoned coffees.
"If they aren't already." I teased.
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The day dragged on for hours. I had the most painful throb in my dick the entire day, just waiting to finally show that tomato-haired asshole how a real man treats a lady. We also haven't fucked there in awhile; her bed was way softer than mine, even though Nathaniel slept in it.
Marinette sat in the passenger seat of my electric blue Bugatti Divo. Her leg bounced up and down while she bit her lip. I'm assuming she was feeling nervous, yet we haven't even pulled out of the parking lot.
"Baby girl, everything will be alright. After he finally finds out, you can come live with me, and we can have our own munchkins." I soothed with my hand on her knee, which stopped the bouncing.
"You're right, I just hope I don't hurt his feelings too much." She sighed with her head down.
"Here, this'll cheer you up. How about I back out with my hand in your seat and look over my shoulder? Apparently girls love that." I suggested, she immediately perked up at the idea and nodded her head eagerly.
I chuckled at her. Shifting the car into reverse, I placed my right hand on her car seat shoulder and turned my head to face the back. Even without looking at her, I could tell she was ogling the veins in my neck and the glimmer of my eyes when the sun hit them. What's even better was she took her phone out and spammed it with pictures of the sight.
When I shifted to drive, I could see her scanning through her pictures. What an adorable dork.
"Feeling better now?" I asked, keeping my eyes on the road once I pulled away from the office building.
"Much, thank you." She replied.
Once I pulled into Marinette's empty driveway, my excitement levels rose exponentially. This woman will finally be mine today. I checked the time on the radio, 7:19. Only 11 excruciating minutes until her so-called husband comes home to find his wife getting wrecked on his bed.
"Come on, baby. We have to put in a show for this man." I said while opening the driver door and stepping out of the expensive vehicle, she followed suit.
Together we walked up to her bedroom where she immediately began stripping.
"Woah woah woah, hold on baby girl. I know we're just doing this to get caught, but can we at least make it enjoyable?" I asked rhetorically while stepping closer to her shirtless body, she dropped her shirt to the ground and spread her arms out, offering herself to me, allowing me to take her however I wanted.
I started by sucking on the porcelain skin of her upper chest, beginning at her collarbone and working my way down to her bra-clad breasts. While leaving trails of my marks, I reached around her back to unclasp the restricting material and watched as her breasts bounced from the lost restraints.
"You're so gorgeous, princess." I whisper, moving my mouth to her sensitive bud and playing equally with my teeth and tongue. She whimpered when I swirled my tongue around it and nibbled lightly on her flesh.
"Hmm, Adrien." She cooed, tugging at my hair. I removed her nipple from my mouth and repeated the same actions to the other. While my tongue worked her chest, my hands reached down to her pencil skirt and easily slid it off her thin frame, revealing my favorite pair of panties.
With a pop, I released her reddened bud from my mouth and moved to kneel in front of her. Quickly, I peeked at the clock, 7:24. 6 more minutes. Once my knees hit the floor, I slid her black lace underwear to the floor, throwing it to the pile of her clothes. She gave me a questioning eyebrow raise, but I only smirked at her in return.
I propped her left leg on my right shoulder, leaving her glistening pussy in my view. She gasped once she realized what I was trying to do. My smirk remained when I finally dove my head into her sex, using my tongue to retrieve as much of her arousal as possible. Marinette would always be the best-tasting and smelling woman in my eyes. Vanilla, passion fruit, and cinnamon, a fucking amazing combo. Only she can drive me as insane as I was.
"Oh-! Adrienn!" I will never grow tired of her moans either, especially when she says my name. My tongue dove deeper inside her, coating her to the max with my saliva. Once I felt she was wet enough, I peeled my head away grudgingly.
I stood in front of her and guided her to the mattress. She obligingly laid down while I removed my outer layers, discarding them to the same pile as hers. Again, I checked the clock, 7:29.
"Any minute now," I whispered softly in her ear with my naked body hovering over her's. She nodded her head and moved from underneath me into a doggystyle position with her head facing the closed door.
I licked my lips at the sight of her ass, the best view ever. The bed squeaked uncomfortably and curved as I placed my body behind her's, gripping her butt immediately.
"Hurry now, he'll be here soon." She said impatiently. I did as she said and eased my cock inside of her. The feeling of her pussy alone could drive me to heaven. Everything about her is perfect, and I couldn't wait for her to be mine.
"Shit," I groaned when I felt her pussy grip my dick, pulling it further. Without any warning, she took control and bucked her hips towards mine. She was one desperate mother fucker.
"Harder! Adrien, fuck me!" She cried out loudly.
I slapped her ass before gripping it tighter and thrusting what felt like my entire soul into her. Like a broken record, I pulled out and slammed back in. Her back arched with each movement of my body against hers, and I loved watching the way her ass bounced against my hips.
The professional bun her hair was tied in was slowly coming undone into a high ponytail. I wrapped my hand around the base of the tail and gripped it roughly, further arching her back and exposing her neck to me. When I noticed her pulse drumming under her skin, I bit down on her neck, forcing her to scream my name.
Nathaniel's POV
I stared at the sexy Bugatti that sat in my driveway. Where the fuck did Marinette get a car like this? 8 hours ago she was driving a Hyundai Sonata. Shrugging my shoulders, I locked my car with the key fob and threw the trinket on the entry table near the front door. That was when I heard it, a loud thump followed by a drawn out moan of a name that wasn't on my birth certificate.
"Harder! Adrien, fuck me!" Another thump followed the previous moan. I heard that name before, but I can't remember where.
Without even a trace of anger within my bloodstream, I pushed my body up the carpeted stairs and stare at the closed bedroom door. Did she not realize I always get off at 7:30? She must've, so I'm assuming this was all planned.
"Fuck, Marinette. I'm coming!" Finally the male voice spoke. I opened the door.
Adrien's POV
I smiled when I heard the door creek open quietly. Behind it, the red-haired man himself was revealed with a quirked eyebrow. Without a single care, I continue pounding into his wife until I felt ourselves release together. Her cum pooled around my dick while mine filled her tight pussy.
"What's up Nathaniel?" I asked, pulling out of his wife without breaking eye contact. The weirdo was still sitting in the door frame, staring at us.
"Uh, can I join you guys?" Mari's and my mouth dropped.
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~Did ya'll expect that ending? No? Me neither, that was something I didn't think about until last minute. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Next update will be: Date Night - (Ladrien)~