一万美元的恩惠

我听见自己家门锁转动的声音，心直接沉到谷底。快八点了。我丈夫随时会走进那扇门。而我正站在邻居家门口，手机攥在汗湿的手心里，仿佛它能救我。

"Derek… I'm sorry, I know it's late. I really need ten grand. Just until tomorrow. I told my husband my mother's friend got sick, but he'll be home any minute…" My voice was shaking, and I could hear how pathetic I sounded.

Derek stood in the dim glow of his entryway, tall, wearing a worn-out t-shirt. He didn't answer right away. He just stared at my tits, heaving under the thin summer dress. I always knew he looked. Tonight, he wasn't even bothering to hide it.

“一万块？”他拖长声音说，在我身后把门关上。门锁咔嗒一声，像枪响。“那对我有什么好处，莉莉？”

热浪涌上我的脸颊。他的古龙水混合着某种麝香般的男性气息，猛烈地冲击着我。内疚在胃里灼烧，但双腿之间，一股背叛的暖意已经开始蔓延。

“我……我下周一定还你，我发誓。求你了。”

He stepped closer. His hand found my waist, fingers digging into the soft curve of my hip through the fabric.

“我不是在说钱。你知道的。”他的声音压低了，几乎是低吼。“跪下。就在这里。给我口出来，钱就是你的。”

I froze. My head was screaming: *What are you doing, you idiot… your husband's probably in the elevator right now.* But my body wasn't listening. The desire I'd been burying for months surged up, hot and unstoppable.

"You're serious?" I whispered, even as I was already sinking down, my knees hitting the cold tile of his hallway.

"Dead serious." He unzipped his jeans. His cock sprang out, heavy, already rock hard. Thick, with a swollen head. The smell of his arousal hit my face. "Come on, Lily. Clock's ticking, you said it yourself."

我的手指握住他。滚烫。脉动。我的手在颤抖。罪恶感与原始下流的欲望交织，让我更湿了。

“就……就快点，”我喘息着说，还没来得及说服自己放弃，就把他含进了嘴里。

德里克呻吟着，手指插进我的头发里。

"Fuck, yeah… just like that. Deeper. I've wanted to see you on your knees for months."

我用舌头舔弄龟头，尽可能深地吞进去。口水顺着下巴流下，滴到胸口。裙子从一边肩膀滑落，沉甸甸的奶子几乎整个弹出来。我能听到他的呼吸变得粗重，大腿开始发抖。

"Mmm… good girl," he growled, low. "Take it deeper. Pretend your husband's right outside that door."

A bolt of electricity went through me at those words. I moaned around his cock, squeezing my thighs together. My clit was throbbing so hard it ached. I wanted to rub against his leg like a cat in heat. I sucked faster, hollowing my cheeks, feeling the head push against the back of my throat.

"Lily… I'm close…" He started moving his hips, fucking my mouth in short, sharp thrusts.

I grabbed his ass, pulling him deeper. Tears stung my eyes, but not from pain—from the forbidden, filthy bliss of it. The thought looped through my head: *I'm a wife… this isn't me… but God, I want it.*

"I'm coming!" he hissed, driving in deep.

滚烫的精液以浓稠、搏动的喷射涌进我的喉咙。我吞咽着，有点呛到，舌尖尝到咸味。一些从嘴角溢出，顺着下巴流到脖子上。他按住我的头，直到射完才松开。

When he finally let go, I was breathing hard, still on my knees. My lips were swollen, my eyes glazed.

Derek pulled two bills from his pocket—five thousand each—and pressed them into my palm. His fingers were slick with my spit.

“给你。需要帮忙随时回来。”他坏笑着，拉上拉链。

我站起来，用手背擦了擦嘴。双腿在发抖。裙子沾满污渍，头发乱成一团。

“我……我不是这样的人，”我轻声说，尽管身体还在发热。

"Of course you're not," he said, winking. "That's why you sucked me off so sweetly."

电梯在走廊里叮了一声。我浑身发冷。

"我丈夫……" 我低声说，然后冲出了门。

我已经走到自己门口，听见 Derek 低沉的笑声从他门后传来。我把现金塞进手提包，感觉大腿之间一片湿滑。而我无比确信，那一万块只是个开始。