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MAKE ME YOURS Sex out of jealousy
“So Roman was gonna ask you out and you didn't even bother to let me know, Is that fair?”Tiffany remained silent, while she stared at Brent with confusion etched on her face.Brent realized that she wasn't saying anything and might not say anything, he shook his head.“I'm sorry, it's your life, do whatever you want with it.” He nodded, with that he turned around and left.Tiffany took a deep breath, her gaze fixed on his back till he was out of sight. She couldn't understand what exactly was wrong with him.After he suggested that they should stop everything that was between them and let their relationship be normal like that of an uncle and niece.Tiffany had been trying her best to suppress her feelings, even though it pained her heart, especially when she saw him flirting and making out with other girls.Roman was a good guy, he was ready to hear anything she had to say to him, he cares for her. It was obvious that he had feelings for her, but Tiffany doesn't feel the same way fo
MAKE ME YOURS Roman confesses his feelings
Tiffany woke up to an empty bed, she rubbed her eyes and searched around the room but she didn't see Brent. Once again, he used her to satisfy his urge- A sad smile escaped her lips, as she got up from the bed and headed into the washroom.Few minutes later, she was out, just when she was about to dress up, her phone started to vibrate, with Roman's name flashing on the screen.Tiffany glanced at it and saw it was a facetime, she smiled and swiped to answer the call, besides she's been longing to call him and apologize for the other night.“Hey Rome,” Tiffany smiled, as soon as his face came into view.“Tiffany, how are you doing?”“I'm fine, you look quite good.” her smile grew wider as she moved to sit on the bed.“Are you free? I want to talk to you about something. Look, I'm really sorry about the other night, but I promise I won't waste your time just for a few minutes.” Roman said, looking apologetic at Tiffany.His puppy eyes were Irresistible, Tiffany nodded, “You don't need
MAKE ME YOURS Yes, I'll be your girlfriend
Tiffany ran along the road, unsure of where she was going. Her vision was blurred with tears, as her heart ached. The least she expected from Brent, was to bring his whores back to the house.It was enough that he made out with them, whenever he went out and also sex chats with them, but bringing them to the house even after he had sex with her last night, completely broke her heart.Tiffany thought loving someone meant she could endure any and everything from them, but she couldn't, she couldn't ignore or deny the fact that she was hurt. It only meant that he saw her as a hole he could stick his dick into, anytime he felt tipsy. She stopped when she could no longer run again, she bent down and cried into her arms. Oblivious of the stares thrown at her, she got up and wiped her eyes, her mind made up with any decision she made within herself.Tiffany took out her phone from her bag and dialed Roman's number, it wasn't long before the Call went through.“Uhhm, Hi.” She said, trying
MAKE ME YOURS One more word and I'll fuck you
Brent's bike sped along the busy main road, speeding so fast that one would think it failed brakes. His anger escalated each second he thought about Tiffany being with Roman.If Tiffany's absence with Roman was driving him crazy, he couldn't imagine seeing her close with another man, especially Roman. He could have any girl he wants, just by winking his eyes.It wasn't so long before he drove into Roman's estate, his tires screeched with a loud sound and he halted. He removed his helmet and went to ring the doorbell.Not long after, the door was pulled open from inside, revealing Tiffany's face and figure, which was draped in a creamy towel that stopped above her knees.Her hair dripped with water, indicating she just showered. She frowned upon seeing Brent's face and slammed the door, just before he could say a thing.Brent boiled with anger as he stood there, waiting for the door to be unlocked. Just then, the door was opened, but not Tiffany's face, it was Roman, he smiled upon s
MAKE ME YOURS Believe me (Intense Make up sex)
What's the point of bringing me back here, when you can have all the time you need with all your flings?” Tiffany spat, as soon as she came down from Brent's bike. Anger etched on her face as she remembered how disheveled the girls from earlier looked.Brent paused on his track and turned to look at her, his gaze hooded with raw emotions as they swept over her.“My flings? What exactly are you talking about?”“Don't even try asking me questions that you know the answers to or try to deny the fact that I'm saying the truth.”Brent chuckled, and turned around to continue walking, ignoring Tiffany to her rant.Tiffany gulped hard, as he turned around, her chest tightening, as if she was being poked by some invisible needles. Her eyes stung with tears, as a result of her tightened chest.She shook her head, trying to prevent the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes.Brent walked to the entrance and stopped, he turned around to see Tiffany still standing at the same spot. He f
MAKE ME YOURS I love you too
Tiffany moaned, as his fingers sneaked under her dress, caressing and sending shivers to her body. Her free hands sank into his hair, pulling him closer, as their kiss intensified.His hands and kisses traveled down her belly, his fingers playing with her waistband, Tiffany couldn't help but moan out, “Please fuck me already!”Brent smirked, returning his kiss to her ear, teasing the area with his tongue and hot breath which kept tingling her skin, setting it ablaze.He finally whispered, “Who do you want to fuck you?”“You,” she moans again, feeling his hardness poking her thighs.“No, plead like you want me to.” he teased, his hands slipping into her pantie, as he rubbed her wetness, earning another sweet moan from her.He smiled, knowing his impact on her. “Brent, fuck me already!” Tiffany groans, her Voice, demanding and impatience.Brent wanted to tease her more, but feeling his dick that was on the verge of going berserk, if he were to tease her more, he knew he might ejaculate
MAKE ME YOURS Finger fucked
“Hi Tiffany, what's up with you? You okay?” Roman's worried voice asked, as soon as the call was answered.Tiffany glanced at Brent, who was gently stroking her hair, while she laid on his laps, she smiled softly and looked away.“Hi Rome, I'm good, You?” “I'm fine. I was worried about you the other night, I tried calling you but it wasn't going through. Hope things are cool?”Tiffany's smile grew wider, which seemed to irritate Brent, as he stopped patting her hair and listened to their conversation.“Awwn, you're such a worry-head. Anyways I'm okay, doing great, as always.” She laughed.Roman seemed to laugh too, “Is Brent there?”“Uhhhm…” Tiffany glanced at him, waiting for a no or yes. He nods and grabs the phone from her hands.“When did you become so caring to even ask about me?”“Ohh common Brent, you've been extremely different these few days. But, hey, that's not why I asked about you.”Tiffany couldn't the laugh that was etched on her lips although the time Brent and Roman
MAKE ME YOURS Yes love, Moan for me
Three weeks gone,It was pouring heavily outside, meanwhile inside Brent's room, Tiffany was cuddled up in Brent's arm, as they were sound asleep, Her head placed on his chest, and their body danced in rhythm to their breathing.It wasn't long before the sound of the blaring doorbell rang in the room, awaking both of them. Tiffany, who felt lazy to get up, pushed Brent to go check the door, he quickly grabbed his shirt and left the room.Tiffany sat up after Brent left the room, her hazy eyes reaching for her phone, as she couldn't continue sleeping, not when her curiosity piqued to know who was on the door.Her body ached as the result of their bedroom activity last night, she could barely reach for the phone, she sighed and returned to her normal position, waiting for Brent to return.Just as she was about to lay down, Brent hurried movement into the room, woke her again, she sat up instantly and frowned, seeing Brent's worried expression.“Who's that?”“Your parents, they are here.
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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
