It’s a miracle Seid does not mention anything about my reckless driving resulting in my arrest. “In fact, he hasn’t even called me or sent me any message at all for the past three days. Can you imagine being in a relationship and not communicating at all?” I talk to myself while I insert a capsule into my coffee machine.I lean on the counter and look at the window across from me. It is one sunny afternoon and I am here at my office alone catching up on all the requests and demands of our clients. It always feels busy here but I like spending my time here rather than working at my company’s office,“If only I could quit my job and just focus here, I would without hesitation”, the thought brushes my mind. The sound of the coffee machine interrupts me from my daydreaming. I get my coffee and start working on my business projects.I sit down in my receiving area and stare at all the folders, notes, and files scattered in front of me, “Let’s see which one we should do first,” I say. I rea
Right then and there, our bonding time ends. Now, I have to face this man’s wrath. Seid begins to walk towards me as Art makes his way out of the room. They both stop momentarily in front of the coffee table. The situation gets even more awkward.“Damn it, Seid!” I think.With a weak but stern voice, “The second you’re back Arthur, look where I found you. You must have missed my girlfriend very much,” I can see Art’s facial expression change.“Damn it, Seid! What the fuck are you implying? Art’s my best friend!” I explode and stand up from where I am sitting.But Art gestures me to stay put so I calm myself up, “It’s not nice to see you, too Seigfried, or should I say, our highness, Cohen?” he sarcastically responds while facing my boyfriend. “Look, I know that you are gay, but I still don’t like you touching my girlfriend or being around her especially alone!” his remarks are already out of line.“Seigfried!” I shout with a shaky voice. Once again, Art looks at me and sends the sign
"All passengers for flight 69B bound for Vienna International Airport may now proceed to the boarding area at Gate 5A. Please have your boarding pass and identification ready. Any passenger in need of special assistance may proceed to Gate 5B."I hug K tight, not wanting to let go. Nikolai smiles at me while letting us have our moment. I sigh and am having doubts about whether to board or not. I must have gone crazy when I bought this ticket last night. I massage my furrowed forehead."What are you waiting for, A? You should go," Kendra pushes me away. I look at her with pleading eyes waiting for her to stop me from all this craziness. But instead of doing that, she called someone. In just a few seconds, the news about my cowardness traveled halfway across the world. Kendra face her phone screen at me, and I immediately saw Art's irritated face.He yells at me, "Cut the crap, Ava, will ya? I'm pretty sure I already showed you how impotent that boyfriend of yours is, right? So butt out
"Are you ready?" he sternly asks. My heart jumps at his question and I begin to question myself if I am truly ready for this. I question whether I will regret this decision or not. I debate whether giving my virginity up to someone I know is something worth doing or not. While confused and doubtful of the situation I am in right now, the luminous figure on the other hand seems impatient. He asks me a question but he's not gentleman enough to wait for my response. He immediately claims my lips. Our lips touch, wet and soft. His breath smells like menthol and his lips taste like eucalyptus, cool like citrus, and sweet like honey.Right there and then, my doubts disappear. He pulls me closer to him, rubbing his arm against my sleeping gown. "Oh, god, it feels good to be touched," I savor the moment.As he pulls me closer, the more his perfume scent becomes familiar, I am pretty sure I have smelled this before, but I can't point it out.Distracted from my invited thoughts disconnects my l
The next morning, I gasp for air as I try to get up from this hotel's king bed, "Ugh, nobody told me the aftermath would hurt like hell. But on the bright side-",I giggle as my body remembers yesterday's first SEXONITE adventure: his touch, his lips, his thrust. I loved everything about it, "Pleasure overdrives pain."It is an early contemplation of everything that happened last night. My lower muscle tightens again, "I want more of it," determined, I told myself over and over.I immediately jump out of the bed ignoring the pain between my thighs, hips, and waist, I get my laptop and sit comfortably on this magnificent couch. I wait for it to load, I smirk at the sight of my wallpaper, Seid and I on our first anniversary in Ireland, I bit my lips out of frustration, "If only you had given me my sexual needs, I wouldn't have to go this far Seid. I am over you now."A minute later, a google mail notification popped out, when I open it, I saw it was from SEXONITE. I click the attached l
"There you are," my inner mind is jumping with excitement at the sight of this gorgeous godly man a few meters away from me, which name I don't know, by the way. Though my reason for coming here is to get laid - well, it happened yesterday and I was satisfied, but thanks to SEXONITE's red notice, I could no longer participate - I become more interested in personally meeting this hottie. That's why I put on the best dress resting inside my luggage, an emerald velvet backless halter neck bodycon dress with a plunging neckline just a few inches above my navel, which exposes most of my skin.As the breeze of the air conditioner hits my skin, I feel a chill but I pretend not to feel, "Now I need a strong drink to warm myself up," I told myself. So I sit on an empty spot with a circular small center table and two black single mini couches since the counter table is already full. Well, this spot is just a meter away from him so I can clearly and freely stare at his face and body without him
"Miss, I am sorry to bother you but someone wants to give this to you," he shyly approaches my seat and says with his local thick accent tone. When I asked who, he points out to that arrogant guy. He waves at me. I scoff, "Does he think he looks cool?"I ask the waiter to return it because I won't drink it anyway, especially with the MOs spreading around on how they abduct or rape women at the bar by drugging their drinks. Hell, no!The waiter hesitantly leaves. I look directly at that arrogant guy and intensely shake my head wearing my resting-bitch face. He smirks.Unfortunately, he calls the waiter again, as if blaming him for what happened. What a dick! I click my tongue in disdain.I watched closely what would be his next step. Impatient that I didn't give in to his charm, he boastfully took it away from the waiter's tray, walked towards me, and delivered it himself.He just doesn't get the gist that I am not even one percent interested in him. I rest my back on the chair, cross
The handsome man leads me to the entrance of the hotel where I'm staying. So I guess he isn't staying here after all. I can still feel his warm big hand around my waist. People stare at us as we walk. They follow our every step and then whisper to someone close to them,"I guess they are still not over with our little show at the bar," I whisper softly to the man beside me. Then he leans his face near my ear and says,"Nope, they are looking at you because you are so damn gorgeous. That's why I had to give you my jacket, to reserve your body solely for me," then he chuckles.This man is a man of humor. He knows the right words to say, and he knows the right thing to do."You and your flattery never end, Mister," I pick up my face to see if he would chase me, but even before I could outrun him, he pulls my arm closer to him, with my side to his chest, and his arm now locked to my shoulder."You said anywhere with me, lady," he confirms."Indeed, now where to," I throw his remarks back