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Love Shot TWENTY
Elsa's POV: I shouldn't have asked him that question, I knew. But I couldn't help myself. God! Why do I keep embarrassing myself in front of him? Everything was just so overwhelming for me not to ask. He was being too sweet to me, too affectionate that I became confused about what was going on. He could not answer my question but I didn't push it either. I didn't want to spoil the moment. I was having fun, we were having fun, and I shouldn't kill the vibe with my inquisitiveness. I sucked on his cock just like he thought me, I spit on the crown and then lick him from his balls to the base. It was so erotic. I raised my eyes to look at him and caught him staring at me, he grinned widely which urged me to continue with what I was doing. I felt him swelling in my mouth and my eyes widened. What? What was happening? I didn't know. "Don't stop." He grunted and I continued with my ministration even though I wasn't sure about what I was doing anymore. In a matter of seconds, he
Love Shot TWENTY-ONE
Zayn's POV: "You've become distant these past few days." Jemima accused, her deep brown eyes staring at me accusingly and her feet rapidly tapping on the floor as she awaits my response. I arched my eyebrows at her as though she have two heads. "What do you mean by that?" I inquired stoically. She shrugged as she picks on her fingers. "You haven't been coming to me like before. You are mostly seen with Elsa Jameson." She murmured brokenly. "Am I not doing it enough for you anymore? You don't want me anymore?" I hate this. I glanced away as I saw her eyes clouded with tears and her lips shivering. "Stop the cap, Jemima. You know that I'm just busy. I have a lot of things going on for me these days." I responded with a shrug. "Don't read meaning to any of it." Jemima got up from her chair and walked up to stand in front of me. "Yesterday, where did you go with Elsa?" She queried and I slammed my hand on the table, attracting the attention of the students. My eyes met with that of
Love Shot TWENTY_TWO
Zayn's POV: I grabbed her jaw and squeezed it tightly until her eyes brimmed with tears and she was clutching onto my hand. "P...lease." She tried to say but I didn't let her go. "Why should I let you go?" I whispered into her ear. "You need to be tortured." "Just let her go," Max blunted. "This is meaningless." At that moment I didn't know what to do about Max's surprising mood anymore. Max has changed. He wasn't the friend that I once knew who lived for this life. Now he has become too cool and religious. I couldn't even talk to a girl without him getting worked up. I slipped out my gun from my belt and pointed it at her head. "what do you say? Should I pull the trigger? " I questioned. Her shoulders slumped in defeat and her voice was cracking as she tried to speak up. "Please... Please Zayn," she begged vehemently. I stared at her for a while and slipped back the gun inside my pant. I was feeling generous. "Run as fast as you can. " I sneered and she took off before I c
Love Shot TWENTY-THREE
Elsa's POV: After class, I was the last to leave, as I made my way towards the door, someone barged in, it was Max. My eyes widened as I stared at him taking a step closer to me as his eyes pinned me to one place. "Are you okay, Max?" I questioned softly, my hand pressed on my chest as I watch him. "What do you see in Zayn? Why do you constantly go to him? What can he give you that I can't!" He screamed, my eyes widened and my heart started pounding against my chest. His eyes were red, his hands balled into tight fists and his teeth grinding against each other, he was clearly pissed and I couldn't understand why. I" I don't understand what you're talking about, Max. Do I need permission from you to see Zayn? He is your friend." I said calmly, my eyebrows raised as I watched him. "If you don't break up with him, you'll regret it." He uttered venomously. I felt a chill run down my spine and my back straightened. That threat didn't go well with my spirit. I placed my hand on a nea
Love Shot Chapter TWENTY-FOUR
Elsa's POV: After my discussion with Mom, I left for work. Throughout the evening I had been sucking, trying to put a title on my relationship with Zayn. Was Mom right? Do I need to care about that? I didn't know what to do. I walked towards the sink to rinse the glasses, as I was dropping them, one mistakenly slipped from my hand and smashed on the group, I gasped loudly and turned around to see eyes on me. Carl was staring at me mutely, and his eyes went from me to the glass pieces in the ground. I carefully dropped the other glasses inside the sink and squatted to pack up the mess that I made. "I'm sorry," I mumbled. Carl walked towards me and took the broom and packer from me. "I'll do it," he said, "Alex and I will take care of things, you can take a 30 minutes rest." Yeah, Carl got a new employee, I met him when I came to work in the evening. "I am sorry." I kept apologizing until I walked out. I don't know what has come over me. My discussion with Mom has taken a toll on m
Love Shot TWENTY_FIVE
Zayn's POV:Was I too harsh with my response? No, I wasn't.She knew what it was all about. She knew what I was willing to offer and she willingly gave herself to me, now, all of a sudden, asking me what she is to me, trying to make me put a label on us just wasn't it.“What are you talking about?” She questioned and glanced up at me, staring into my eyes just for a brief second before looking away and chuckled bitterly. “What you're saying is that you can't give me what I want, you can't?” I placed my hand on top of hers and squeezed her hand gently. “I want you, Elsa. I like the vibe that you bring, the chemistry between us, I am going to give you myself and my time but that's it. I can't offer more.”She didn't say anything or she couldn't say anything, she was quiet, staring at me with no words. it made me feel some type of way because I was expecting a response but she said nothing.After a while she murmured "I can't give you what you want, Zayn. I can't compromise for you if y
Love Shot TWENTY-SIX
Elsa's POV:"Elsa! I thought you wouldn't come again." Steph yelled as soon as she saw me. I squeezed out a smile and hugged her. She must have sensed my mood because as soon as I hugged her, she started patting my back slowly."We will talk about it later," She whispered into my ear and pulled herself away from me. "Mom is in the living room."We both walked inside the living room and I saw Mrs. Black sitting there."Good evening, Mrs. Black." I greeted her, and she looked up at me and smiled."Steph was just sucking, saying that you wouldn't be coming anymore." She said and I chuckled."I've been here for a while now, I was just speaking with Zayn." I retorted, she arched her eyebrows at me and sleekly glanced at Steph before glancing back at me."Alright, I'll leave you ladies to it." She said and stood up. "Going to my husband."When Mrs. Black left, Steph walked up to me and sat down beside me, as she stared into my eyes."What happened?" She inquired.I sniffed and quickly shook
Love Shot TWENTY-SEVEN
Zayn's POV:I could smell her fear mixed with arousal. Her back snapped into place and her shoulders rises the moment she noticed me behind her.Elsa is a blank paper that I was unable to read but I still get drawn to her, she was someone below my class, if she wasn't Stephanie's friend, I might never have had to look her way, but I did, and I was stuck.How did I become obsessed with her so much? Was it the wet pussy? I've had sweet pussies, a lot of sweet pussies, but why was hers different?"Zayn." She whispered and blinked her eyes rapidly. I could see her chest rising and falling in a rapid beat."You have been avoiding me gorgeous, I missed you," I whispered into her ear. Her face softened a little bit and went back hard again. She was guarding herself, or probably.. her heart.Oh, Elsa, you're done.I grabbed her jaw firmly between my fingers and brought her face close to mine, there was fear mixed with curiosity in her eyes. I'm her eyes, there are a lot of things my little E
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Elsa's POV:"I'm sorry to break it to you, my boy, but, I didn't ask you the question. I asked Elsa a question and I want her to be the one to answer for herself, not you." Mrs. Black deadpanned with a roll of her eyes then added as she focused back her attention on me, "so what do you say, Elsa? Do you love Zayn?"I was silent for a while..... not even a while, I was on it for a long time, and I didn't know what to answer, or how to say it. Every eye on the table was focused on me, I could feel their gaze digging holes inside my body. I winched inwardly and took in a deep breath"I do, ma'am, I love him," I said calmly, my heart felt at peace as I let the words out. I felt free of myself. I shot a glance at Zayn and my stomach dropped as I found him eating casually, totally uninterested in what I said. My face burned with shame and my stomach twisted at the blatant disrespect. I pressed my lips into a thin line as I focused my gaze on the food. I shouldn't have said a word.Mrs. Bl
Love Shot 32
Zayn's POV:I could tell from the look on her face, she wasn't sure if she could believe me or not.She wasn't sure if this was happening. I noticed the shock, excitement, and confusion on her face when I referred to her as my girlfriend. I also wasn't sure what compelled me into saying that. How could I make the mistake of introducing her as my girlfriend to Dad?That was a mistake, but after walking out of the office with my hand wrapped around her waist, and her body glued by my side, I realized that I didn't want to change it. I wanted that girl.A small hand tapped me on the back and I turned around to see Elsa looking so beautiful.Damn!Damn! She looked eatable. I just wanted to kiss the hell outta her lips."Oh, my God! You look so gorgeous, Mama." I whispered into her ear.I wanted to fuck her, to make her mine at that moment. But I couldn't. We were in public."Now, shall we start?" The photographer inquired and I hummed.Before we left, I lowered myself and pressed my fro
Love Shot 31
Elsa's POV: I stretched myself and yawned tiredly before turning around and my hand landed on someone's chest, I slowly opened my eyes and subconsciously a soft gasp left my lips. "When did I get here? How did I get here?" I asked myself as I squirreled out of the bed and quickly grabbed my clothes that were scattered all over the room. As I rushed to grab my leggings, the peripheral vision of my nakedness hits me on the mirror and I stopped, glued to the spot as I watched myself. I was stark naked with fingerprints all over my ass. Damn. The air around me thickened and sweat broke out from my body. Without turning around or looking at the mirror, I could feel him already. "You're awake, Mama." He kissed my neck and pulled me close to his naked body. My body shook and I wrapped my hands around my chest protectively. "How did I get here?" I questioned no one in particular, I couldn't remember what happened last night. He flipped me back and glared at me. "You don't remember an
Love Shot 30
Zayn's POV: I could tell from the look on her face, she wasn't sure if she could believe me or not. She wasn't sure if this was happening. I noticed the shock, excitement, and confusion on her face when I referred to her as my girlfriend. I also wasn't sure what compelled me into saying that. How could I make the mistake of introducing her as my girlfriend to Dad? That was a mistake, but after walking out of the office with my hand wrapped around her waist, and her body glued by my side, I realized that I didn't want to change it. I wanted that girl. A small hand tapped me on the back and I turned around to see Elsa looking so beautiful. Damn! Damn! She looked eatable. I just wanted to kiss the hell outta her lips. "Oh, my God! You look so gorgeous, Mama." I whispered into her ear. I wanted to fuck her, to make her mine at that moment. But I couldn't. We were in public. "Now, shall we start?" The photographer inquired and I hummed. Before we left, I lowered myself and pre
Love Shot TWENTY-NINE
Elsa's POV: "Elsa, I heard what happened between you and Jemima. Are you okay?" Stephanie asked me after our exam and I nodded my head with a smile. "Don't worry, she can't bully me," I assured her. Even if everyone bullies me, it can never be that public pussy. I giggled and shook my head. "You have a very bad mouth, Elsa," I said in my head and looked up at Stephanie. "Something happened before you came to class today," I told her and started explaining everything, including how Zayn offered me a deal that was too good to be true. She listened attentively as I told her everything and her eyes widened when I mentioned the modeling job. "This is a lifetime opportunity, Elsa." She pointed out and stared hard at me. "You agreed, right?" Why would she even ask me that? Of course, my answer would be yes "I agreed of course." I replied and smiled. I brought out my phone from my bag and scrolled through my contacts, I need to inform Carl that I wouldn't be around at the pub tonight.
Love Shot TWENTY-EIGHT
Elsa's POV I agreed to a very silly plan but after a while, I realized my mistake. How could I have agreed to that bullshit after he cornily rejected me and the library? How could I? No matter how hot he was, no matter how Rich he was, no matter how intelligent and no matter how well-connected he was, I should never have let myself down like that. I fucked up so badly and I knew that which was why I refused to go to his house as planned. I didn't want him to see me as a fool. I wanted him to see me as someone with dignity someone who was worth it. As I walked inside the class the next day and carefully searched for him with my eyes and found them at his usual spot; at the back of the class with his friends. I briefly closed my eyes and quickly strolled over to an empty seat. As I sat down, I brought out my textbook and put on my airpod on my ear. Stephanie was nowhere to be found she was probably with her boyfriend. A few minutes into my reading someone interrupted me by bangin
Love Shot TWENTY-SEVEN
Zayn's POV:I could smell her fear mixed with arousal. Her back snapped into place and her shoulders rises the moment she noticed me behind her.Elsa is a blank paper that I was unable to read but I still get drawn to her, she was someone below my class, if she wasn't Stephanie's friend, I might never have had to look her way, but I did, and I was stuck.How did I become obsessed with her so much? Was it the wet pussy? I've had sweet pussies, a lot of sweet pussies, but why was hers different?"Zayn." She whispered and blinked her eyes rapidly. I could see her chest rising and falling in a rapid beat."You have been avoiding me gorgeous, I missed you," I whispered into her ear. Her face softened a little bit and went back hard again. She was guarding herself, or probably.. her heart.Oh, Elsa, you're done.I grabbed her jaw firmly between my fingers and brought her face close to mine, there was fear mixed with curiosity in her eyes. I'm her eyes, there are a lot of things my little E
Love Shot TWENTY-SIX
Elsa's POV:"Elsa! I thought you wouldn't come again." Steph yelled as soon as she saw me. I squeezed out a smile and hugged her. She must have sensed my mood because as soon as I hugged her, she started patting my back slowly."We will talk about it later," She whispered into my ear and pulled herself away from me. "Mom is in the living room."We both walked inside the living room and I saw Mrs. Black sitting there."Good evening, Mrs. Black." I greeted her, and she looked up at me and smiled."Steph was just sucking, saying that you wouldn't be coming anymore." She said and I chuckled."I've been here for a while now, I was just speaking with Zayn." I retorted, she arched her eyebrows at me and sleekly glanced at Steph before glancing back at me."Alright, I'll leave you ladies to it." She said and stood up. "Going to my husband."When Mrs. Black left, Steph walked up to me and sat down beside me, as she stared into my eyes."What happened?" She inquired.I sniffed and quickly shook
Love Shot TWENTY_FIVE
Zayn's POV:Was I too harsh with my response? No, I wasn't.She knew what it was all about. She knew what I was willing to offer and she willingly gave herself to me, now, all of a sudden, asking me what she is to me, trying to make me put a label on us just wasn't it.“What are you talking about?” She questioned and glanced up at me, staring into my eyes just for a brief second before looking away and chuckled bitterly. “What you're saying is that you can't give me what I want, you can't?” I placed my hand on top of hers and squeezed her hand gently. “I want you, Elsa. I like the vibe that you bring, the chemistry between us, I am going to give you myself and my time but that's it. I can't offer more.”She didn't say anything or she couldn't say anything, she was quiet, staring at me with no words. it made me feel some type of way because I was expecting a response but she said nothing.After a while she murmured "I can't give you what you want, Zayn. I can't compromise for you if y
