Tiffany struggled to get away from the man's grip, but he was way more stronger. She was about to scream when he beat her to it, quickly covering her mouth.Just when she thought he had won, she heard a loud bang and the man grip on her was quickly loosened. She flinched back and turned to see the man's bloody face, what shocked the most was Brent's dangerous demeanor.As much as she wanted to Brent to save her, she still couldn't believe he was right in front of her, landing numerous and deadly punches on the man who pulled her earlier.This side of him was one she had never seen. Even the night he punched Roman, his expression was lot better than this. He had a cold and deadly aura emanating from him. His blue eyes were like ice, so cold that they could freeze one at a glance.Tiffany lounged towards him, trying to get him to leave the man before he'd kill him.“Brent! Look I'm okay. H-h-he didn't hurt me, I'm fine. Brent look at me.” Her eyes moistened, as she tried to sound okay,
Just when Tiffany thought Brent was going to finger fuck her, he paused, staring at her. His eyes lingered with intense lust and desire. Then why did he stop? She turned to get a better view of him, “Brent ?” “Go to your room and get enough rest, okay.” Brent said, avoiding looking into her eyes. Tiffany stared blankly at him, as her chest tightened. She didn't know, but she felt angry and heartbroken at that moment. Not wanting to stay in his room any more second, she hurriedly adjusted herself and left the room, slamming the door. When Brent was sure she had left, he stood up and went to the mirror earlier. He stared at his reflection for a while, before angrily punching the mirror, shredding it into pieces. He grabbed his keys from the table and went out of his room. ~~~ Tiffany after coming out of the shower, laid in the bed, eyes moistened and face red. Kelly has been ringing her phone, but she ignored it. Tiffany still couldn't figure out the reason Brent paused,
Tiffany woke up to see Brent all dressed and ready go out. He knitted her brows, while seizing him up once more.It was obvious the dude was still avoiding to look into her eyes. Tiffany swallowed the lump in her throat and walked up to him.“Are seriously going to keep avoiding me?”Brent chuckled, “avoiding you ? Who said I was doing that ?” He turned to look at her.“What about last night ?” she said, slightly arching her brows.“You needed rest.” “You know that's not true.”“Can we not talk about this right now?. I'll be meeting a friend today, I'm not sure but don't miss me too much okay” he laughed and turned to leave.“Whatever” Tiffany sighed and headed to the kitchen.~~~After Brent read that message, sent to him by Laura he didn't reply, but that didn't stop the latter from calling and sending more messages.Brent had no other option that to listen to what she had to say. He agreed on meeting her, just to know why she came looking for him.Golden Pavilion,Brent sat impati
Roman sat impatiently on a sofa, while he went through his phone, seemingly contemplating about dialing Brent's number or not.Here we go…After three rings, Brent finally picked up.“What's up Dude?”“I'm good, what's going on?” Brent's voice was heard from the other end.“Laura’s back right ?”“Yup” he mumbled.“You're good ?”“I guess. I'm over Laura.”“Alright dude. I'm checking on you, that's what elders do.”“Go fuck yourself” Roman laughed loudly and hung up.At least Brent wouldn't lie about his feelings for Laura, it was clear that he didn't like her anymore, not even a bit. But that bitch, Laura wouldn't hear any of it.It takes a bitch to take down a bitch.Roman scrolled through his phone and found Brenda's number, he dialed it and said a few things to her before hanging up.~~~~Brenda paced around her room, while biting her fingers. She still couldn't take in what Roman told her earlier. “No way is she going to let that bitch get her hands on Brent. Never!” Brenda swor
Tiffany was laying on one of the couches, while she scrolled through her phone, doing nothing actually.Brent has been out for a very long time. It shouldn't bother her, given how angry she was at him, but she couldn't help but think about what Roman told her.“Did he go out with his ex ? Does he still feel something for her?” All these questions kept haunting her sanity. If Brent still has feelings for his ex and she does the same, then she would stop herself from loving him, even if it meant shredding her heart into pieces.All she wanted was to hear from Brent, to listen and know if he still has feelings for his ex. It sounded stupid but Tiffany was determined to wait for him all night.All thanks to Kelly for calling her and keeping her company before it got dark, if not, her sanity was really going to run wild.Soon, she heard Brent's bike as it drove in, she sat up, still staring at her cell phone.It took more time than usual for Brent to walk in, he staggered as he walked in.
Tiffany felt her core dripping wet, and yearning for his touch down there.She caressed his body, finding his shirt buttons while slowly unbuttoning them.Brent paused for a while, allowing her to do away with his shirt, while he loosened his belt, pulling down his pants.The whole process, Tiffany stared at Brent's body. Though It wasn't her first time seeing his bare body, Awe couldn't be described as how she felt.Her eyes roamed around his body, stopping on his thick, hard and protruding dick. She was startled by his size for a moment, looking up at Brent's face who smirked and leaned in to kiss her nipple.She clenched her core, arching her back at the feeling of Brent's dick touching and rubbing her belly.She moaned loudly, when Brent thrust two hands into her vagina, using his thumb to rub her clit. Brent's lips went back to her lips, sucking and nibbling them, sending shivers through her body.His thrusts were slow initially, sooner her thrusted faster, using his lips to swa
Tiffany's eyes fluttered and open, she yawned, using her hands to close her eyes, preventing it against the little ray of sunlight that seeped in through the window.Her consciousness kicked in when she tried moving, her body felt so sore, especially down there.Everything from last night started replaying itself on her head, her cheeks turned red instantly. She sat up, her eyes roaming around the room.Brent wasn't present in the room, that was a good thing at least, Tiffany couldn't handle the awkwardness that'll ensue between them.Just as she was about to get up, the door was unlocked from the outside, and Brent figure came into view, she was still gripping the quilt tightly.“You're up already? How are you feeling?” Brent asked, looking at her. His voice was deep and laced with tenderness.“I'm fine” she blushed, looking everywhere but his face.Brent went closer, sitting on the bed, close to her. “If you're fine like you said, then I did go easy on you.” He whispered. His voice
Tiffany woke up to an aching body, she tried moving but found out her waist was tucked and held by firm arms.She had her back facing him, while he held her close to chest, his fingers tangling with hers, as his slow and calculated breath fanned against her ears, heating her up.She blushed, recalling the scenes that happened between them. Her dreams were gradually becoming reality.They had sex, and that was all that mattered to her right then.He was holding her strongly yet gentle as if scared that she'd run away once released. His hot breath that fanned against her ear, sent Sparks through her body.She slowly turned, trying not to wake him, while she faced him. Staring at his face, she smiled.His face was so flawless with no subtle lashes long and thick like that of a woman. How long hair fell across his face, covering a part of his eyes. Even when asleep Brent could pass as a model.Tiffany fingers twitched badly to touch him, to graze on that smooth skin, to feel him. Just as