I slowly folded the blanket over uncovering the body of a woman I had a one-night stand with.
"What was her name again?" I failed to remember.
The large portion of the light that was pouring through the massive window of my room curtains illuminated the woman's square face. A curved jaw, button nose, and thick eyelashes.
Her round brows were furrowed together, her skin lighter than most Asian people seemed to be covered in a pattern of purple and blue Hickey's. Strands of black hair were stuck on her sweaty face as she breathed through her open mouth.
'Gross. She is snoring.'
'Then what do you think you will find after having ten glasses of alcohol in your system? Huh? Look at her skin, it's evidence of how wild you must have been with her. you behaved like a dog on the heat with her. Let her sleep now.' My stupid brain mocked me at my choice of the woman.
'Thanks, brain. As if I couldn't understand that.'
I scoffed at my internal voice. Maybe my soul's. Do people's minds mock them like me? Or am I a special case?
Ah. Sighing I gazed at her creamy body again. The tent in my pants hardened and I found myself walking up to her.
'Since she is the reason for this, why should I take care of it. I should do her again.'
Gently I positioned myself beside her. Hugging her from behind. Slowly very slowly I leaned in, squeezing her melons. Her whole form trembled a kind of trembling that I felt and loved too. It amused me. A kind of excitement that I have not felt for a few weeks.
"You." She pulled away from me drowsily mumbling few words incoherently. Her eyes are still half-closed.
Gently I dragged her towards myself again. This time mumbling sweet nothings in her ear as I started grinding my cock on her ass. Stroking her neck with my tongue. A few kisses here and there. Biting was not an option, who knows if I bit again and she started bleeding. Yeah, the marks were that worse.
Weirdly enough she didn't wake up but shifted towards me as if enjoying whatever sensation I was causing to her body. I squeezed her melons again, this time a little roughly.
And as if sensing the pain she opened her eyes and turned around. Her eyes turning wide at the realization that she was naked as her eyes followed her velvety body. Or maybe she was surprised about the Hickey's I gave her.
She didn't seem to be surprised about me though. As if she knew me.
"Abhinav." Her velvety voice reached my ears and I raised a brow at her.
'Oh shit. I told her my name.'
"Yes?"
She tried to stand up from her place and her bare ass dangled in front of my eyes shining in the sunlight. They were round and red. Inviting me to go and spank her.
However, what caught my attention was her wincing as she stopped standing and sat down. Trying to cover her private parts.
I rolled my eyes. 'Who is she pretending for? We already did everything.'
Sitting down, Her eyes found mine again and this time I nearly gasped. They were hauntingly beautiful. A mixed color of marbles. Raw green with a tinge of orangish.
"Abhi. Please can you pass me the blanket?"
"Abhi?" 'Woah! Are we on a nickname basis now?'
Shyly she tucked her hair behind her ear, red coloring her cheeks. As she said.
"Yeah. You told me last night when. We. We. We. We're doing the deed. To call you Abhi."
My morning erection was suppressed as her words ended.
'She is not my type. A pretender huh. What a waste of her hourglass figure.'
Giving her a cold smile I stood up and handed her the blanket. With a small thank you she draped it across her hourglass figure.
When she was done, she locked her gaze on me and I found myself staring.
Without any sense of it, I asked.
"Are your eyes real? Or is it a lens?"
She frowned, but answered nonetheless, "They are real of course. Don't you remember you asked the same thing last night too?"
I grabbed my pants from the white-tiled floor and said with indifference.
"I don't remember."
'I will need a cold shower. Fuck. But how do I get off her? This woman seems like a clingy one.'
I could feel her fiery gaze on my back. She was staring as I drew the pants upward.
"Oh. I can understand that. You did have too much alcohol last night."
Turning around I gave her a glance hummed to let her know I was listening.
"Hmm."
'I needed to let her know she needs to leave, without being rude to her. Considering my wildness, I didn't want to be rude to her.'
"So. I. I."
"What is your name again?"
Immediately her calm expressions distorted into anger and hurt.
'We just met last night. Why would she be hurt? I must have imagined it?' I frowned.
"Sasha. My name is Sasha." She said dryly, slightly narrowing her eyes, which resembled a somewhat glare.
Walking towards her, I forwarded my hand for a handshake and said with a smile.
" Nice to meet you, Sasha. Thank you for accompanying me last night, and tending to my desires. I am sorry. I wouldn't be able to accompany you for breakfast, I have a meeting to attend to. So, you should take a shower and get dressed now. I will order the servants to bring you the breakfast here. And then you can leave."
She knitted her eyebrows together, while her plump lips thinned as she pressed them together.
"I thought. We. We had." She stopped in midair.
And then She blinked innocently gazing at me as she said... "Okay. Where's the bathroom?"
I could see she wanted to say something but she stopped on second thought.
'Nice way to deal. She saved both of us to end this in humiliation.' My smile widened and I pointed towards the east corner.
Not wanting to have another conversation with her, I left the guestroom. My footsteps creaking against the hardwood floor outside of the room. I groaned at the sudden brightness that overtook my senses. My eyes blinking furiously before I got used to it.
'Ah. I might need an Advil.'
Opening my phone I called my assistant. And he is the lazy assistant that he was, He picked up on the fourth ring
"Good morning sir."
"Hmm. Why did it take you so late to answer the call?"
"I am sorry sir. I was saving a lady on our stairs. She would have felt if it wasn't for me."
"Arggh. Don't lie to me Siddharth."
"No sir. You are taking it wrong I am not lying."
His irritating voice irritated me beyond the limit. And I groaned.
"Fine. Now I want you to inform Mrs. Roma to start the interview, I will join them around 10."
"Okay, sir. Noted."
"Hmm. Now get to work."
"Okay, sir. Have a good day."
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"God's timing is perfect. So have patience." [Jasmine]....[Jasmine's POV]My Pudgy fingers wrapped around his neck to support me from falling. I didn't want my beautiful face to be ruined because of my carelessness. The staircase was too wide and the steps must have been 100.'Who the hell is stupid enough to build a staircase containing 100 stairs. They must have been fucking dumb.'After glancing the third time at the staircase, I locked my eyes with my savior who had to clear his throat to get my attention. My cheeks stained pink in embarrassment.His skin was a little shade darker than most Asians but it glittered in the sunlight.'How Mesmerising!'He was dressed in a blue suit he might have been wearing it too often because I could make out a small stain near his upper pocket. I had to crane my neck to see his black eyes. He was so go
I slowly folded the blanket over uncovering the body of a woman I had a one-night stand with."What was her name again?" I failed to remember.The large portion of the light that was pouring through the massive window of my room curtains illuminated the woman's square face. A curved jaw, button nose, and thick eyelashes.Her round brows were furrowed together, her skin lighter than most Asian people seemed to be covered in a pattern of purple and blue Hickey's. Strands of black hair were stuck on her sweaty face as she breathed through her open mouth.'Gross. She is snoring.''Then what do you think you will find after having ten glasses of alcohol in your system? Huh? Look at her skin, it's evidence of how wild you must have been with her. you behaved like a dog on the heat with her. Let her sleep now.' My stupid brain mocked me at my choice of the woman.'Thanks, brain. As if I couldn't understand that.'I scoffed at my internal voice. May
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"No. You are my dream. My glorious wet dream." I surrounded his neck in my arms almost shoving him to the bed in the process.He mutters something under his breath that I fail to catch. As we fell on the bed. Me on top of him."In all my dreams you take charge of me, Today's my day."I shut my eyes tight and sit on all fours almost sitting on his waist."You are too tall. I can not find your d.." I grunt in frustration as I try to find his dick in the darkness.A husky laugh resounds in the whole room and my heart flutters in my chest."Who said to take charge? Huh?" He teases. And I shut my lips in annoyance.With a scoff, I try to stand myself away from him only to be thrown out of his form to bed as his large form towers over mine. He on top of me.'Ah! Are we playing this game?'"Not so fast baby girl. Let me find my popcorn first."Boom and the next second his hands were on my breast, squeezing them within the clothes