I slowly pushed her legs apart, careful not to make her lose sleep. She smelt so good, the more and more I opened her leg, the more I longed to sink in my nose and inhale her sweet feminine scent oozing from her nectar. Damn. She twitched, making me pause my actions. My dick growing harder and harder for some reasons at the thought of being caught. However, it didn’t last long, as she soon went back to sleep turning one her side in the process, facing the opposite, her back side towards me. I appreciated this a lot. The small action of turning towards her side, had managed to crunch her shirt upwards, leaving her bare panty clad bubble butt at the mercy of my lustful gaze. My dick was fully out now, rejoicing at the sight of the naked girl sleeping peacefully besides me. My pants now sitting at the bottom of my legs, and in a blink of an eyes they were roughly discarded on the flour, my rough bulky body settling beside her soft lush one.<
2 hours earlier Bambi’s POV I groaned, as I tried to stretch my leg muscles from the comfort of my bed. My entire body felt sensitive, a good sensitive but also light. At this time, I was no longer surprised by the flushes my face made when I remembered our earlier events. How was I to show my face to Maria when she came later for cleaning? Letting out an embarrassed groaned onto the safety of my pillow where no one could hear it, I finally came to terms with the fact that I was just going live with the embarrassment of being caught by her. It felt as if my mother had caught us doing the deed. My body smelt like sex but it smelt good, like I could live in this scent wrapped around me forever. For someone who did not want to hear a thing about sex before, especially from this man, I had sure become a nymph. Just feeling the fluid in between my legs, made me crave for more, it made me feel.... hornier! I badly needed a shower. The stench was now minimal, as it was now replaced by th
I sat on my bed, mopping and wallowing like a dog who had just lost his balls. “They weren’t talking about me right?” I asked myself but with no answer. The little subconscious voice that I was trying so hard to ignore letting me know that it indeed I whom they were talking about. Was that how low and little they thought of me? A knock brought me out of my thoughts, and before I could say anything, he graced my presence. Plastering a smile on my face, I welcomed him waiting for him to utter what had brought him here. Instead, what I got was a kiss, a lengthy mouth to mouth French kiss. His earlier conversation invaded my mouth, my earlier repulsion for both him and I, for allowing him to do these kinds of things, resulting me into trying to push him away. However, like usual, he did not budge. The more I pushed, the more he pulled me back to him, slowly making me forget my earlier resilience. I mean at least I tried. After what felt like an hour, he finally pulled back letting me br
The house was as mute as a grave, which was nothing out of the ordinary. After all, I was the only soul residing here, in this tremendous luxurious penthouse. One did not need every inch of their brain cells to recognize that this penthouse was in fact designed for a male owner. The dark rustic walls, the lack of décor whatsoever, the lifelessness screaming from every corner of the living area. It was just so masculine, however I had to admit, it was still beautiful. The breathtaking view of the cityscape, as displayed from the gigantic clear windows made up for the plain living quarters. Especially during the golden hours, where the beautiful orange rays of the setting sun would grace the entire living room, I lived for those moments. They never failed to leave me in awe at how spectacular and beautiful the city of London could be, especially during the evening when the sky turned an aesthetic pinkish orangish colour submerged in the clouds. Sunrise was also a blessing in this house.
The house was as mute as a grave, which was nothing out of the ordinary. After all, I was the only soul residing here, in this tremendous luxurious penthouse. One did not need every inch of their brain cells to recognize that this penthouse was in fact designed for a male owner. The dark rustic walls, the lack of décor whatsoever, the lifelessness screaming from every corner of the living area. It was just so masculine, however I had to admit, it was still beautiful. The breathtaking view of the cityscape, as displayed from the gigantic clear windows made up for the plain living quarters. Especially during the golden hours, where the beautiful orange rays of the setting sun would grace the entire living room, I lived for those moments. They never failed to leave me in awe at how spectacular and beautiful the city of London could be, especially during the evening when the sky turned an aesthetic pinkish orangish colour submerged in the clouds. Sunrise was also a blessing in this house.
TRIGGER WARNING! MATURE CONTENTS AHEAD THAT MAY INCLUDE NON CONSENTUAL ACTS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS‘YOUR SCHOLARSHIP HAS BEEN REVOKED’ Even though those dreadful words were written in black font, all I could see was red.Those were the first words I read of the letter. Tears built up at the brim of my eyes, but I had no energy to let them out. ‘Due to some financial issues our company is facing, we are sad to let you know that you will no Longer be a part of our Fly Wings plan’ the rest of the letter read. The other letters were letters of apology, one having my one-way ticket back to my country.
Slamming the door shut, I screamed in fury at no one whatsoever, the tears that I was desperately trying to hold back earlier, fell out on their own accord. Pained sobs escaped my mouth as I scrunched down, covering my face with my hands hoping that the subtle action would hide my weak self from the unseen demons residing in the house. “Looks like you have no problem slutting yourself out to other men except me” That chilling, forbidden voice that I knew all too well spoke, cutting off my pityful sobs, jerking my face out of the cage that I had created, forcing me to follow the direction the voice had come from.
Clearly, he was not expecting that, as he withdrew completely from me, his face completely morphed with anger but then he chuckled, confusing me completely. “One million, my offer still stands” once I realised what he was talking about, the confusion I was feeling got replaced with fury. He just knew how to test my buttons. I raised my hand to knock some sense into him, but this time he was faster to stop me, he tsked “That won’t work again on me sweetheart.” He said, before pulling my hand to bring me closer to him, squishing me on his chest leaving no room for me to escape. “Two million, three, name your price! I don’t care how much it is but I will have you! You clearly have nothing! You think those meaningless jobs will get you by!” His voice raised a bit the more he spoke, a side that I had not yet seen from him. My eyes raised in alarm. “You have three days to give me an answer” he said before handing me his business card and then leaving the premises all together. **********
The rosy and warm morning hue blessed my skin as I had decided to sleep with the windows and curtains wide open. The cold chilli morning breeze pushing me further and further into the depths of my comforter. My body was too exhausted too, from cleaning the apartment all day. I had to leave it clean, before packing. My subconsciousness wouldn’t let me otherwise. Oh! Packing. I had so many activities that I had planned for today. Most of them were last minute such as changing my flight date for back home. I was supposed to live today, but there was so much that I still had to do first and so it had to be this way. Thank God I did not have to think about my flight ticket as my scholarship sponsors had done that for me, even though it was still kind of sad. My funds were dwindling, and I had no job to sustain my life here. Thinking of getting another one ate my brain away as I remembered the hustle, and time I had to put in order to get the one at the restaurant which paid peanuts only f