Chapter 39 - the power of a handjob. Stella's POV "You need to stop what you're doing Stella, my wife is around and I plan on being loyal to her from now on", he says through gritted teeth and he's really about to leave the kitchen when I run through and lock the door. I don't plan on letting him go after luring him here in the first place. Pretending to have an emergency and actually cutting my hand just to make sure he'll be the one sent here to attend to me can't go in vain. I tried to stay calm as he helped me wash the blood under the tap. I tried not to moan as he blew hair from.his mouth and applied ointment from the first aid box. But I'm not about to just let him go now. I was patient so I wouldn't scare him off too fast, but now, I don't even care what his fears are, my desires come first. "Not until you fuck me Shawn", I insist as I overtake him. "You need to stop calling me that, I'm your best friend's father and a father figure to you!" He says. "Fuck
Shawn's POV"Damn it!" She's desperate. As soon as I'm out, I hurriedly put on my short and make my way back to the dinning. I hold Regina by her hand and in one smooth move yank her to her feet. "Ouch", she says with a nervous chuckle that's so unbefitting for my action, but I couldn't care less. Right now, that's not what matters. The only matter that holds any importance right now is the one painfully raging in between my legs. "Mr President is quite in a hurry to take his wife, isn't he? Chef Charles?" It's Carlos voice. I am not in any mood to attend to a lousy office help. So without sparingly my young CEO a glance, I issue him commands, "drop the files in my study and leave. The maids will be back soon to microwave the food, Charles", I say as I carry Regina bridal style to our room. "Darling? Shawn?", Regina's voice calls me gently, but I'm sorry not sorry, I can't afford to be gentle this time. "Let's go inside", I say through gritted teeth as I start to lead us thro
Shawn's POVI was too much in a hurry earlier, but I let her take her time, however I grow impatient as I start to help her, really hard and fast time time too until tears are rolling down her cheeks and until I'm hard enough to go again. After our third round, Regina is pleading for me to stop. "You asked for it, didn't you? You've always liked it rough, haven't you reggy?" I ask as I continue to fire inside her. "Yes, but my pussy is on fire, Shawn, please let me take a break"she pleads from where her legs are bent over my shoulders. "Sadly that can't happen now. I want to fuck your brains out" she says as she's cumming but I'm not stopping. "I'm cumming. This is too intense for me Shawn, I might pass out", she says but that doesn't stop me. I'm too deep into this to stop. "I'll comtinue even if you pass out at this point. I want you really bad, Regina" I say as I continue pounding her. I do not stop to even adjust a rhthym. Oh Stella, look what you have caused? Stella's P
Stella's POV Next day ****Carl gave his words and didn't go past teasing me.He also took me and pounded me so well while promising that there is more and I am so looking forward to dinner with him, but that has caused my best friend to be angry with me cause Carl helped me to my room. Of course, she has no idea what happened afterwards, but the sheer thought of him being with me bothers her and now after hearing from her parents who told her to ask Mr Charles about it is making her confrontational. Her reaction would have probably been full of violence and what's more if she found out. But that she'll never know about. All my plans to ever open up go down the drains with her Extreme reaction of possessiveness over a single free living man who not so coincidentally fucks my ass when he's around me.And I can't help but ask why. "Is this really an issue, Tina. I cut myself so he helped me to my room." "But you're not some fucking delicate flower or even a gutter princess that you
But I can barely focus on that when another day comes and almost ends the same way, master once again ignores me and it can only be because Tina is around. Does he like her too? I hope not. Once again it's just me and Mr Charles and I'm bored, tired and frustrated, because for some reason, Shawn found his way about it and made it all so fucking awkward for me. So I thought I'd try something else or ratehr someone new. "Thank you for the meal, Mr Charles", I say as I flash the handsome chef a smile. But that's not the only thing being flashed as my cleave is very well obvious and has his eyes and body in fact, but thegreeting seems to have drawn him out of his head. "Hmm hmm", he clears his throat awkwardly as he looks up at me with his eyes open widely like a deer caught in headlights. "Thank you", he says as he stands up. "Come on, you don't have to be in a hurry, let's eat together", I tell him with my hot red painted fingernails on his thighs and my eyes gazing up to
Three days later*** " I'm really gonna miss you, Mrs Martinez, it was so much fun having you around during this break and I'm sure Tina would miss you the most since you haven't seen eachother in a while", I say as she releases me from the hug. "Aww, you're such an innocent sweetheart", she coos, it was so much fun having you around too and I'm sorry about your family", she continues Andi stiffen. "Mom!" Tina calls from behind me. "Oh dear dear, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it that way, I just thought…" "Mommy, you're still in the wrong." "Yeah yes. I'm sorry Stella, I shouldn't have brought them up", the apology does something to soften me up enough to raise my head to smile at her. "It's okay, it's acterall no longer a new thing that I lost my family in a carcrash and their bodies were never found because the bridge was too dense", I say as I retreat. "Some even called it the cursed bridge,but that's not your fault because you guys took me in. Thank you Mrs Martinez and
I passed out My dream eventually came to past and I finally got to fulfill my fantasies, but I can barely remember what happened because I passed out midway. I've always wanted him rough and he came on rough, took my virginity mercilessly, and I barely remember how. I barely remember if I felt pleasured or not. So much for the anticipation. I feel so badly battered from the inside as I turn on my sheets. I notice the strawberries in them which contrast the Louis Vuitton bedcovers I'd passed out on. But at least, he remembered to be a gentleman after. I manage to put some clothes on while feeling like I would collapse in the next minute. My legs feel like jelly and my core burns like it was turn. I'm too scared to check it in the mirror or even feel it, so I decide to distract myself with the lesser inconveniences like the loud grumbling of my stomach. Slowly, I make my way downstairs and to the kitchen. Thanks to Mrs Martinez' departure, she had literally ordered fo
"I can rest?" I ask with a scoff as I ponder what he just said, but I'm a bit too weak to remain standing so I gently fall back to the couch. He converses with the delivery guy and soon enough he's turned back to face me. With the pizza in hand and a bag with my beers, he's walking towards me and it feels like dejavu all over again as he's in nothing but a small white towel tied around his waist with water dripping down his chest. The hammering of my heart against my rib cage however did not start until I notice the foam bubbles on his wrist and his palm as he gently places the pizza on the table. But thats not the only things that gets occupied; the space in front of me does too as he leads in towards me, intentionally blocking my view of the TV, so I have no choice but to look at his face. "I couldn't stop even after you passed out", he says and steals a kiss on top of my nose before standing back up. But that movement was so fast that his towel felt the pressure and came