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Damsel in Distress
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MAKE ME YOURS You know each other
With these thoughts going through his mind, he quickly dialed Roman's number, hoping he would pick up and tell him he isn't with Tiffany.After what seems like a long time, of no picking up, Brent was about to curse when the line suddenly went through."..."Roman and Tiffany were so into their discussion, they were having, not until Roman's ringtone disrupted it."It's your turn, mine was first, before it ran off battery." Tiffany said laughing, while pointing at Roman's pant pocket.Roman sighed, looking pitifully at Tiffany."No, it's fine, you can take it. It's your call." She smiled and looked away.Roman's hand reached for his phone, inside his pocket. He took it out and glanced at the caller ID.Brent ??...,A wicked grin flashed past his face as he waited for some while before taking the call."Hey dude, what's up ?, You finally remembered you have a friend, that's so thoughtful of you. Hehe." Roman said, feigning a hurt expression which was also evident in his voice."Rome,
MAKE ME YOURS Don't touch me!
"Yeah, you can say that. Remember the friend I spoke to earlier on the phone, it's him." Roman answered sharply."But you seemed to also know him, do you mind telling me or did you lie to me ?" He asked, feigning a confused expression."Oh no, i--it's, not what you think. I'll explain to you but not now." Tiffany defended sharply, staring helplessly at him."It's fine." Roman smiled softly at her."Shut the fuck up, Roman !!!, " Brent's voice thundered, feeling agitated with the kind of emotions they were showing to themselves."Tiffany, get on the bike, let's go home.""I'm not going anywhere with you.""Now !!""Never, Roman would take me home. First he needs to get his nose treated. " Tiffany said, with a tone of finality."The punch wasn't even severe, I'm sure he can take care of himself. Right now, get into the bike, let's go.""Didn't I make myself clear enough ? I'm not going with you, not tonight ." Tiffany said not looking at Brent's face."Tiffy, it's fine. You can go with
MAKE ME YOURS Brent's apologies
"You..what did you just do ?" Tiffany asked, her eyes ajar."You were talking too much in your sleep, that was the only way to shut you up. Go ahead and sleep" Brent answered, looking everywhere but her face.Tiffany stared at him, unsure of what to say. But she knew the kiss was deliberate , cos apart from the dimly lit room there was a funny look on Brent's face.She could also feel her cheeks hot from the warm kiss. It indeed bored something from her.The room instantly became too stuffy for Brent, not wanting to spend another second in there, he turned left with a dry "goodnight" to Tiffany.When Tiffany was sure he'd left the room, she touched her lips, earning another blush from her face."Gross.." She mumbled and laid back. Drifting to her world of imagination.Brent hurried into his room, he stopped at the vanity mirror before his bed and stared at himself."What the fuck did you just do ? Did you realize you just kissed your niece and got an erection from that. Your niece Bre
MAKE ME YOURS I love Orchids
There's somewhere I want to show you. You care for a ride ?” Brent asked, reluctantly arching his brows.“No, thank you.” Tiffany feigned an obvious smile.“C'mon, I'm not going drive like last night” “I know right ? Thank you”Brent chuckled, he sat up, closing the space between them.Tiffany's heart skipped, as she stared at his calculated steps. Her eyes wandered around everywhere but his face, obviously avoiding his eyes.“You know I'm being nice right now. It's not like you're going to stay right here, till God knows when your parents will be back. I promise you'd like it .” He smiled, his oceanlike eyes carving into a crescent, accentuating his originally handsome features.Those eyes and smiles were really able to break anybody's resolve. Talk more of Tiffy who had a soft spot for him.Tiffany stared helplessly at him, unsure of the right words to use.“ You don't have to be too scared, you can hold on to me more tightly. Just like this” he said, suddenly grabbing her waist,
MAKE ME YOURS First kiss
Tiffany plugged out the Little flower, she sniffled it and smiled heartly.She glanced at Brent and nodded “As always. Here, have it, you can smell it.” She handed it to Brent who sniffled it and chuckled. He stared at the flower for a while and smirked before glancing up at Tiffany.He slowly closed the gap between them, and slid the flower into Tiffany's hair. He raised her face as if checking her out, he nodded and took her hands.“Let's go”Tiffany nodded and followed him.They walked a few minutes, before arriving at an entrance, embedded and decorated with different kinds of flowers.Tiffany noticed, the further they walked, the more the sky grew darker and they were being covered by large shades of trees.She glanced at Brent, who looked aloof and stingy with exposing his expression. She sighed and looked away, enjoying the beautiful sight surrounding her.Brent walked towards the entrance and pushed the door ajar, he pulled me in, a glint of Mischief on his face.A certain wa
MAKE ME YOURS Foreplay
She immediately gave into the kiss, moaning as her soft lips parted, accepting his tongue in deep and demanding strokes.Brent groaned as his cock throbbed, his hands lifted to tangle in her hair, tugging her hair back roughly allowing him to deepen the kiss in his almost feral madness to consume her completely.Her tongue danced with his, sucking and stroking giving all she's got, though she was amateur at it. And that only made him want her more. His fingers tightened in her hair and she gave a raspy moan to it.Her nails dug into his flesh, leaving hot pricks of pains that only had him aching to consume her more.Brent was deeply going Crazy, his cautious mind reminding him to stop it before things went too out of hand and went far.Fuck! She will be the death of me.He pulled back, breathing heavily as their lips audibly pulled apart. Unable to pull away from her, he kept their forehead pressed together, breathing in one another, panting from the efforts to catch their breaths.Ev
MAKE ME YOURS Orgasm
Tiffany was so fucking wet and pink and ready for him. His dick jumped at the sight, wanting to bury every inch of itself inside of her and fuck her so hard, he'd permanently brand himself on the inside of her pussy.On the other side Brent knew what he was about to do and was doing felt so wrong but deep down he couldn't bring himself to stop it.He quickly maneuvered her thighs so that they were resting on his broad shoulders, spreading her wide open for him. Her heels dug into his shoulders blades as her fingers clenched the sheets of the bed.Everything about her was so intoxicating, her scent which smelled of strawberries and vanilla, making him want to devour the whole of her. He looked up to her face, their gaze locked, filled with the same passion and lost. There seemed to be a kind of conversation passing through them.He smiled and leaned down to kiss the inside of her thigh, nipping and sucking the soft flesh.“Uh! Brent!”Tiffany jerked when his lips first touched her, cr
MAKE ME YOURS Brent is Ur Uncle
Tiffany paced up and down in the washroom. Excited, anxiety, shock, tense, nervous ... .These could really fit into what Tiffy was feeling, her emotions.She shot the morrow a glance and stared wildly at it. She still couldn't believe the fact that Brent sucked her pussy and made her cum.Thoughts of it only gave her shivers and made her blush that her face was red like cooked shrimps.They did it and both of them enjoyed it, yeah? But what if Brent starts to avoid her, because of some fucking guilty conscience?Tiffany swallowed dryly. Her stomach tightened as she thought about Brent giving her cold shoulders after now.She sighed and turned on the shower, pushing away all the negative thoughts.~~~~Yeah, It was almost time for dinner. Brent was too lazy to cook a thing, Tiffany sucks at cooking. Brent finally ordered from a Japanese restaurant, where he usually boys food from. And of course, their food was the best.“You've heard from Roman?” Tiffany suddenly asked, striking a conv
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MAKE ME YOURS Accepted
Two weeks later,Tiffany was still in the hospital, since she really couldn't go home yet, because of the state of the unborn child. Brent had been the only one visiting her, meanwhile she declined her parents access into her ward and that of every other person, apart from Brent.With Brent being around, she was getting a lot better, happy that he was by her side and sad that her parents left her side when she needed them the most.The day she got discharged, her parents visited, but didn't leave like before, when they were told that Tiffany didn't want to see them. Audrey was persistent and hell bent on seeing her daughter, even though she'd done the worst thing, she couldn't bear to stay away from her, especially now that she was pregnant and expecting a child.Tiffany was asleep when her parents arrived inside the ward, while Brent had already gone out to get some items. As if noticing their presence, Tiffany's eyes fluttered open and traveled in their direction.“Mom, Dad, you're
MAKE ME YOURS Difficult Decisions
Brent gripped his bike handle tightly, his knuckles white with tension, as he raced through the streets, his heart hammering against his chest. The word “accident” kept replaying in his mind, filling him with a sense of horror and dread. He rode faster, weaving through traffic, barely aware of the world around him. When he arrived at the hospital that was mentioned to him over the phone, he parked haphazardly and hurried inside, his eyes scanning frantically for any trace of Audrey or Freudian. He spotted them standing near the reception, with Audrey's face looking distraught and pale while Freudian hugged her close, in an attempt to console her.“Where's she?” He asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as he tried to catch his breath. Audrey looked up, her tear stained face filled with a mixture of fear and anxiety.“She–she’s in ward 125,” she choked out, her voice trembling. “The doctor said she sustained no serious injury, only a few bruises, but–” her voice faltered, unable to
MAKE ME YOURS Pregnancy result
Two Months pastTiffany paced around her room, worry and confusion etched on her face. She bit her finger and ruffled her hair, sighing in frustration. It was a month plus, yet she hadn't seen her period, although she didn't feel any symptoms or discomfort but she was extremely bothered. At this point, the only thing she could think of was getting a pregnancy test, her heart trembling at the thought of really being pregnant. With that thought in mind she got dressed and went to the nearest pharmacy store to get a pregnancy kit.When she returned home, none of her parents was around, making her the only person in the house. She went into the washroom and locked herself in, after a few minutes she came out, her eyes blurred with tears.She slumped to the floor, her shoulders trembling violently with each silent sob. The small plastic test kit lay on the sink, glaring at her with the clear and undeniable result. She hugged her knees to her chest, a million thoughts racing through her mi
MAKE ME YOURS Let's take it slow
“Are you okay?” Roman asked, as his gaze was fixed on Andrea, who was struggling with the zipper of her dress.“Uhhm, can you help me with my zip?” She asked, and bit her lips. She couldn't look him in the eyes after what they'd just done a few moments ago. Her face was flushed and she felt shy and embarrassed about it, especially when she was the one that ensued. But he kissed her first. Her thoughts jumped from one scene to another and she didn't hear or notice when Roman said sure and made his way towards her.“Andy.” His deep voice called her out of her thoughts and she flinched, embarrassment washing over her again. “Yes?” “Are you sure you're okay?”“Hmm,” she nodded and turned around.”Here get the zip.” Roman fingers grazed her skin as he reached for the zip, a wave of shiver cursed through her body and she bit her lips harder. It was then that it hit her mind that he had just called her Andy, instead of Andrea. She smiled slightly, her heart dancing in excitement.“Done.” H
MAKE ME YOURS Roman and Andrea
“What's with you not wanting me anywhere close to Brent? He's only your cousin.” Brenda said, her heart twisting with bitterness.Everything had been so good between Brent and her, even their friendship was enviable, but after Tiffany came, he'd totally changed, barely hanging out with her.“I think your ears need some cleaning. I'd told you before, I can't let people like you come close to Brent. Come on, Brenda, you're extreme.”Brent took a deep breath, “Brenda you came to apologize to me right?”“Yes Brent–” she nodded, returning her attention to Brent.“You've apologized right?”She nodded, clutching her purse, her heart warming lightly, as if hoping he would say yes to him this time, but his next words shattered her expectation.“Please, take your leave.”“Brent, I…I..”“Brenda,” Brent called, his voice carrying a hint of warning. “You should know, I dislike repeating myself.”Brenda nodded, after one last glance at him and Tiffany, who resisted the urge to roll her eyes, she tu
MAKE ME YOURS Brenda's visit
It was late in the morning when Brent woke up. He glanced at the other side of the bed, but couldn't find Tiffany, the bed was cold indicating that it had been long she left. He frowned, and called her name thinking she was in the washroom, but there was no response, he frowned and got down from the bed.The other days, when they had a long night from their bedroom activities, he was usually the first to wake up and even prepare breakfast, but this time, he woke up late and didn't find Tiffany on the bed. He went to the washroom himself, but she wasn't there. After washing his face he went down to the living room, and there was still no sign of her.His face contoured in worry, as he decided to check the kitchen, just before he could reach there, a mouth watering and stomach grumbling aroma wafted into his nose, making his stomach rumble in hunger. He smiled, knowing she must be the one cooking, but then again, who taught her how to cook?Tiffany, who had her back turned against the k
MAKE ME YOURS Can't ruin tonight
“Are you sure you don't want this?” Tiffany said, swinging a bottle of whiskey at Brent.He shook his head. “No, I'm good.”Tiffany nodded and returned to sit on his lap, “I'm sorry about tonight, but I just thought she was doing too much, like how and why would a friend do such a thing. Okay, let's say the reason is because she loves you, but then again, can she really win a heart with such an agenda?”“You need not to be sorry. I could've been the one in that room, and God freaking knows how she's going to make up a lie. I'm sure even in a drunk state, I want nothing with what's between her panties or her body, so yes she's going to make up a lie to her favor.” “That's awful, really awful.”“I've not told you, but something happened the first time you brought me to her party.”Brent fronwed, “What's that?”“You know that night, I went to use the washroom and mistakenly entered the wrong room, then I found her, she was trying to drug your drink. I stopped her then, with threats that
MAKE ME YOURS Saving Andrea
Brent and Roman frowned upon stopping in front of a door, it was obviously not a washroom, neither was it where someone could ease themselves. “What could she be doing here?” Brent didn't have any more time to waste and quickly pushed the door open. Tiffany, who had her back facing the door, quickly whipped her head backward to see Brent and Roman, confusion etched on their face, as their gaze fell on Brenda, who was on the bed, wrapped inside the quilt.“What's going on here??” Brent was quick to break the silence.“Thank goodness you're here.” Tiffany sighed and walked towards the bed, and quickly grabbed the phone on the bed, the same one that rang when she called.“Give me that!” Brenda barked.“Come get it.” Tiffany hissed and moved to where Roman and Brent were standing. She tapped on twy screen and luckily it wasn't on the passcode, so she easily went to the message center and it revealed the messages Brenda had used the phone to send. She unlocked Brent's phone and brought o
MAKE ME YOURS Brenda's Plan is exposed
Tiffany giggled and sat up, she tried walking, but staggered, as her legs felt wobbly. “Brent. I can't walk properly!” She laughed, trying to stabilize her legs.Brent slipped her panties into his pants pocket after knotting back his belt. “Let's get going already.” He grabbed her waist and pulled her back to his chest, his mouth tracing her ear. “We're not done yet.” He whispered and released her waist, replacing it with her hand.Returning to the party ground, everyone was drowned in their world of sin and pleasure, the scent of alcohol and tobacco, heavy and thick in the air. It wasn't long before Brent spotted Roman and Brenda at the other end, and went to their table. “You guys are back. You took quite a long time.” Brenda was quick to say.Tiffany mentally rolled her eyes, and took out her phone from her purse. She was still trying to make herself feel comfortable without her panties on.“You want a drink?” Roman asked, offering a glass of wine to Tiffany, who gladly accepted
