It was always surprising to see her so wet for me, always waiting for my arrival, inviting me closer. The humidity shone between the pinkish tone, inviting me to an already so well-known, soft and desirous heat. I calmly held my lower lips and opened them a little more, until I saw her clitoris coming off the cape, already slightly swollen by the excitement on her owner's body.Becca palpitated under my hand, along the entire length of her pussy, she vibrated and burned like a forge in full operation. My two thumbs slid to those pink lips, pushing them away even further, and I bent down when the entrance of her pussy appeared, calling me to entertain her with my tongue.Becca slid against the bed, shuddering, lowering her hands to grab the sheets with all her strength. He didn't mention that he would touch me, as if he thought I was going to bother having his hands on me, but he kept his legs wide open, offering himself as a favorite dish on my menu.I revered her with every willpower
It took me a while to recover after having sex with Friederich. He also seemed so stunned that he barely spoke. He had vaguely asked me if I was okay, and I answered with a slight murmur. We went out at some point that night, waking up at dawn.In fact, I woke up with Friederich touching me again, checking how awake I was."Are you not satisfied yet? "I murmured, smiling a little."Never," he said, raising my chin. I had to open my eyes, just to find him with that expression "molha-calcinha" of yours dedicated to me. "I can't get tired of you, Becca. It's addictive.”" Can we die if we continue? "I asked."Only if you dehydrate.”I laughed."I won't risk getting a glass of water after all the noise we made. My mother will start with the jokes.”"It's great that she just makes jokes. My family wouldn't be so understanding.”"Oh, they're sweet," I said kindly. "You were lucky to be surrounded by people like that, Fred."Maybe," he said, already totally distracted, as he slid his fingers
"It was wonderful. "He said, eating a little more pasta, soiling the corners of his mouth. I was sitting cross-legged, forcing my dress to stretch, admiring it while swallowing a piece of chicken. I took a napkin in front of the coffee table, passing it around Friederich's lips and kissing it quickly, taking it by surprise.“It was dirty. "I smiled timidly, still eating my chicken. "Before you ask, I didn't learn by reading any cookbook.”"Did your mother who taught?”"When I was 16 years old, and I decided to live in Seattle, I had to learn some things by myself. Or I would starve to death. If it weren't for me, even my friends who still live with me would go hungry. " I mocked while sad memories of my old alcoholic father flew in my thoughts. He was the one who had the culinary dowry in the family. "My father also cooks well... Although the food was not exactly something necessary in his life.”"You took care of yourself for a long time. "He said as if it were a question.I nodded.
That morning, we didn't do anything. There wasn't the slightest condition.But the next morning, when we were still lying in my bed, and already properly dressed in case my mother suddenly came in, Fred woke me up to fulfill his new round.With a quick peck, Fred went down to my neck, distributing kisses and light bites on the spot, while leaving me naked, unlike him still dressed. He went down a little more, causing my legs to also open more to accommodate him. Fred kissed my breasts and then my navel. Before I noticed, he was already between my legs, kissing the inside of each of them, then concentrating between them.My tongue moistened my lips, as I watched him right in the place where I wanted him to be. Fred watched me back, with a wicked smile on his beautiful face. With one hand, I held his soft hair slightly, giving him a silent signal for him to continue. Fred looked away at my intimacy, and slowly lowered his mouth to her. His tongue made his way between his lips, while his
With one hand, I pushed his cock to the throat, turning my tongue against the pulsating and soft flesh. Fred gasped, the way it makes every woman mad. With desire, horniness, lust without measure. I sucked with a slow movement of my tongue in its extension, getting fed up with that delicious and enviable part of his body. Not all the men I went out with were like Fred. The size of him. In his way. And that man drove me crazy.All that slowness to start oral sex, made me aware of his smell, that particular smell of sexual moments, and that took me off the axis completely. One of his legs was between mine, and I didn't notice when he stretched his blessed leg and touched my wet intimacy and desperate for contact. My eyes turned to his, and the man moaned in a muffled way.At that moment, Fred gave himself totally to me, of flesh and blood, or rather, of flesh and blood, as his cock throbbed against my tongue and silenced the inaudible murmurs of my throat. I increased the pressure in my
We must have fallen asleep again after the sex, because the first rays of sun invaded the bedroom windows as I finally woke up totally. My arms were around Becca's body, her hair was scattered across my naked chest and her breathing was slow and calm. She was still sleeping so peacefully that I felt sorry to wake her up.It wasn't that early, probably. Without moving too much on the bed I looked for my cell phone, it was not close. I had been surprised that I didn't wake up with any call. I pulled her body slowly turning it to the opposite side of mine, watching her grumble something, still sleeping. I sat on the bed, still trying to open my eyes completely. I was wearing only underwear, our clothes were thrown on the floor.A vague memory of our confused night. Anyway, I could understand your reasons for taking care of your father for so long, even though he was just a drunk who had lost faith in life. For almost six months, when I learned through a confidential research about her li
Becca sat on my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck.“Did you sleep well? "I asked, smiling in the corner.“Very well.”"I can't imagine the reason." he said in a fun way, watching her smile. "You need to change, we'll leave soon.”“ Where are we going? "She raised one of her eyebrows.“ Surprise. Dress up "she pouted. “ Now. "I slid my thumb through your lips, then sealing them with mine.We left the apartment, finding Maddie, Pauline and Ethan standing idly by. Maddie was wearing a light blue short dress and slim heels. Pauline also wore heels, but wore a slightly more appropriate outfit. Ethan was wearing light denim shorts and his stupid smile on his lips. They faced basically three hours of travel, when I had made it very clear for Ethan to wait for us at the spot.“Finally! "Maddie screamed letting go of her arms and walking towards us, kissing us on the face. I stared at her feet for long seconds, hoping that she would notice that I didn't think they were appropriate for wher
Already in the late afternoon, Friederich wanted to show me the sights I knew from Georgia, so Maddie and Ethan didn't accompany us in their car. The tour was quiet and pleasant, and it was almost close to sunset when we really decided to leave home. At another time, if anyone told me that I would be enjoying a sunny afternoon with Fred, I would have laughed.Because none of us believed that that could be our end. That we would accept our differences and difficulties, and that we would be together. None of us thought we would establish a relationship in such a natural and unexpected way. But there we were. Having fun, getting to know each other, and letting the normal flow of life take us." Why do you have this little smile while I talk about the first surgery I had in my life? “ questioned Friederich.I restrained the laughter."Actually, I wasn't even hearing you talk about it. I ended up distracting myself.”Friederich frowned, but kept the expression fun."Is my company that bori
I had woken up all sweaty and panting. I had had a nightmare like that.I found myself again in that terrible basement, and the smell was so putrid that my nose burned. The men who tortured me had faces. They were well-known men. Some good, others naturally bad. And they knew me too. They smiled when they tortured me, they screamed and laughed. And I, sitting in that chair, just wanted them to be fast, because I needed to sleep and wake up in a good place.There were days when nightmares didn't happen, but lately, they were constant. So, when I woke up in panic, I didn't need to count my fingers. I simply looked out the window and saw the landscape moving, felt the soft swing of the bed, and looked in the direction of the portraits that were glued to the walls so as not to run the risk of falling. I saw the child smiling with teeth still being born, with blond hair fluttering through the wind, and eyes similar to his father's. So I knew I wasn't dreaming.That day, I got up and looked
When I finally got to the hospital, I learned that even Tyler was fine. My mother was in a panic, but taking care of Madeleine, who seemed to be a reality show star who had just had one night like that. Raphael was with Becca's mother, because his family was still on their way to Seattle. Meanwhile, whether she wanted to or not, Rebecca was only accompanied by Pauline. My cousin's girlfriend left the room when I arrived, throwing me what seemed to be her first look of pleasure. I was surprised, but I thought it was just an effect of the madness of that day.“How are you? “I asked Rebecca.She was sitting on the bed, with her hands crossed on her lap and staring at the emptiness."I'm fine, just trying to absorb.”"Do you want to know his reasons? “I asked.Becca denied it with her head."I know they will never be enough. I've never done anything against him. And I should never have gone through what I went through.”Becca's voice became trembling at the end of her sentence, and I felt
Madeleine and Raphael were really at the place where Finley had sent me, but unfortunately the damn Donovan had set traps around the place. That day seemed to be the day I would die, or that the son of a bitch planned to be my end, but it wasn't. Luckily, or perhaps because they got tired of being incompetent, the police did their job of protecting me before I reached the destination that was supposed to be my end.As they found me, it would take me a while to know that it was because Mark was tracking me clandestinely. The damn investigator was suspicious of my steps "he still had that ridiculous idea that me or my sister were behind Joana's murder and trying to cover everything up," and that's what ensured that he would send a car to the scene. But I found out about the bombs in the worst possible way, watching the death of more innocents.If he were put on a paper, that day, Donovan would take at least a life sentence for the amount of deaths he had caused. In fact, it was those de
"Why are you doing this? "I asked in desperation, knowing that my voice would come out absurdly loud on the phone. "Madeleine never did anything against anyone. Raphael doesn't deserve any of this. If you want me, come pick me up.”“Oh, no, dog. I can't. Did you forget that you put me in jail? "He made fun of him, giggling. "And don't do so much drama, you just have to choose a name, and then it ends. At least that part, since I have some surprises for you after that.”"How the hell are you calling me if you're still stuck?”"I have some privileges.”"And how are you planning things if you can't get out of there?”"I'm still just the spokesman, dog," he said, looking so comfortable on the phone, that I swore I would be sitting with my legs up, and not in a police phone booth. It was outrageous that he had time for that kind of thing. I was outraged, but I couldn't prove it. "And I'm calling so you can decide which of your close friends should survive. Think about it, I could very well
"Can someone tell me what the fuck is going on here? "I besieged no one in particular, and I didn't even have an answer, because everyone was giving priority to surround me and try to take me safely to the car. Unfortunately, many of my security guards were being hit at that act. Everything to keep me alive, because the intention of the men who opened fire on us was simply to kill me. "How could this be happening?”"Stay behind me, boss," Tyler asked, shooting mercilessly at men who didn't even bother to wear masks, since they were really planning to end my life that day. "We were betrayed in some way.”Betrayed because only my team knew where I was going or coming throughout my day, and that team was carefully chosen to maintain the secrecy of my routine. And if those people were linked to my number one enemy, or to the gangs that wanted my blood every day, they were there, then that meant that someone from inside had passed on the news. In the midst of chaos, I felt my cell phone vi
"But how can I have my period normally? "I asked in despair, my eyes could barely see the test lines in Pauline's hand. I leaned even more against the door, ending up sitting on the floor. Suddenly, my stomach seemed not to know what its function was, and I felt extremely nauseous and with blurred views. “Pauline, that can't be true. Fred and I are barely having sex... I mean, we are, but not as often as before. In addition, pain remedies and antibiotics are too strong for a pregnancy to happen. The doctors told me about it in the hospital. In fact, they made it very clear that due to the lack of menstruation, I wouldn't ovulate. That's why Fred and I rely so much on not using any condoms, since I couldn't use the pill either. This is simply impossible to happen.”"But you told me that your period is in a much smaller flow and on irregular days," said Pauline, tilting her head lightly. I hadn't even noticed that she was sitting next to me, staring at the test as if he were the child h
"What is your real doubt? " Pauline asked, separating my medicines by schedules inside plastic coconuts."Well, I have several, especially about this virus," I explained after a long sigh. "I don't feel well, I had to end the self-defense class earlier today. I just wanted to lie down and be silent for as long as possible, but someone is always coming in to know how I am and if I'm still alive. I don't want to do anything in my life today. I think this is a very serious symptom.”Pauline laughed, moving away from the nightstand where she had put the medicines of the day. She only offered me a glass of water and baking soda, because I had complained about a strange feeling in the mouth of her stomach. It wasn't nausea or heartburn, but something so weird that I just wanted to lie down and complain all day.Moura didn't like that I had said I couldn't stand the stride of a full class, and left grumbling with Elijah who didn't know why he put her in situations of training people who didn
August Spencil was the dumbest man I've ever had the displeasure of meeting on the face of the earth.The worst part was knowing that he had some shares of my company and claimed to be a partner, but if everything depended on him, I would be bankrupt before sunset. I didn't know how Maddie had dealt with him in recent months, but I was already planning to buy a new car for her in thanks, because putting up with August was not an easy job for anyone. The man had such big shitty ideas that he couldn't take it seriously."It's just that you're not listening to me, Fred," said August, for what seemed to be the thousandth time. And I wished I wasn't in that car with him, I wished I wasn't going on a two-hour trip with him, and that I didn't have the blessed idea of giving a ride to that asshole. But no matter how big my will was, I couldn't make time come back. "I've already said that Canadians are trying to pass us back. They are almost infiltrating people in our company, just to know wha
The months seemed to pass absurdly quickly. In the blink of an eye, two of them passed by. Two months in which Elide remained trapped and saying that he would only recognize his accomplice if he heard his voice. The men who tortured me kept silent. They did not have lawyers, unlike Elide, who hired only the best of the entire state. Fred was also committed to listening to what Elide had to say, so he continually visited her on the days when the police tried to interrogate her.Meanwhile, my health improved, at least, on the one hand. Around two weeks before, I started to feel tired and with a ringing in my ear that didn't pass at all. I visited medical specialists, and everyone said the same thing: that it was probably something emotional, that there were no infections and no reasons for me to get so upset with that strange sound inside a single ear. The point is that I barely slept at night, and in the morning, I woke up very early to train with Elijah and Moura.Moura was a former s