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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Hey, where are you going?" Out of nowhere, my friend appears in front of my eyes, and I relax because of it.
"I need to use the restroom, can I?" The last part sounded too blunt, and he knew the reason for my behavior. Lack of sex... "Don't worry, I'll accompany you." Oh my God! Is he after me? I close my eyes and curse internally. Doesn't he understand that I'm running away from him because the beast inside me wants to eat him up? "Let's go, your friend can wait for you where we are or wait here." "Yes, she will appreciate your company," I say with a small smile, cursing him for exposing me. The sexy tells me that we need to go through the hallway behind the bar, where they can give us the access I need to enter the restroom. Oh my God! My heart skips a beat, my stomach twists to the point of feeling butterflies trying to escape. I take a step forward and move on, he keeps up with my pace. When we reach the bar, I startle at the sudden music. Well, there was already music, but not the kind that blasts your eardrums. What is that? "The show has already started, don't worry," that was the answer close to my ear. Passing behind the bar, we enter the hallway, and indeed, there is the hallway. The man didn't lie. "Oh, I think that's the door," I accelerate my steps, managing to reach a couple of meters from the door where there is a sign that says "women." As soon as I put a foot inside the restroom, I feel two hands resting on my waist, squeezing me and pulling me inside the restroom, and then I hear the door close. My gaze desperately searches for the man who has dared to enter the game. Him? The sexy is eager and desirous, that's what his eyes reflect. He gazes at my eyes, and I can detect the lust in his eyes. That lust ignites me and makes me lose my mind. Just by looking at that gaze, I already know what he wants, what he desires, and what he longs for. "I don't think I need permission... or do I?" I'm not crazy enough to let this moment pass. Like a crazy person, I go towards him, our lips unite, and his hands search my thighs possessively and desperately. My breathing accelerates, my body ignites, and when I feel those hands moving toward the inside of my legs, I close my eyes and moan like a crazy person. He smiles... I smile, and I give a small jump and entwine my legs around his hips, my hands gripping his neck. Without warning, I feel his fingers moving aside the neckline of my shirt. I close my eyes, feeling excited. This game is morbid, hot, and passionate because we are in a place where anyone can enter. "Please forget that we know each other at this moment..." In a regretful movement, he takes me to the sink, leaving me on it. Before continuing, he asks for permission, and I nod desperately. The sexy Lower of the neckline of my shirt, along with my bra, freed my two beautiful breasts. He lowers his head, coming straight to my chest, licking a nipple. Oh my God! I go crazy as I feel him wrap his soft lips around my areola until he opens his mouth and takes my whole breast in. The warmth of his breath makes my whole body react, my skin tingling and celestial chants involuntarily escaping my mouth. I can't take it anymore, the sensation this man makes me feel is inexplicable. I bite my lower lip to avoid screaming as he continues. "Baby, I'm sorry for what I'm about to do, but we have to go, my mom is in the hospital!" Shit... Shit... Shit... Shit... The moment is ruined, and everything goes to hell. This can't be happening to me! Those words were the final blow, the sexy man walks away and tells me it's over, but that it can continue, since... He goes silent, approaches me slowly, and in a whisper he asks me... Who are you? Those were his last words before he fixes my bra and shirt. With care, he lifts me off the sink. Wow, apparently he's not heavy enough to collapse this sink! Damn it, this is over, he walks away, heading straight for the door, and I stupidly stand there, watching him go... My sexy man walks away. He's my boss! "Too bad," those were my last words, and with a bit of anger I run towards that damn door, catch up to him, give him a half glance, and then open the door and leave. I was going to have good sex, but my friend, he's my friend... He destroyed my fantasy in five minutes. It's a damn shame. I approach my friend and, with a fixed gaze, I indicate that it's time to leave. He nods and we both work to leave. "Wait..." Suddenly, I feel a hand on my arm. "We have to finish what we started." It can't be! I feel like my heart wants to jump out of my chest. I bite my lower lip and then say that he's right, since I like to finish things. "Goodbye, or rather, see you soon." He lets me go, and I don't have the option to stay, I grab my friend's hand and pull him towards the way out of there. I don't care what happens to his mother! Sorry, but she despises her son, is that what being a mother is? In complete silence, we both leave the club, (without stopping, our steps were like the precious roadrunner). It's obvious that I won't stay in that hospital, hmm. But I have to go to drop off this man. "I'm sorry to ruin your..." "Sh, we're out of the club now, and we're going to that damn hospital," I interrupt, I hate that he feels bad about something he's not guilty of, or is he? Well, I really wanted to fuck that man, but my friend is my friend and I honestly wouldn't be able to leave him behind, I hope he values what I'm doing. Ah, finally the day and night had their way, given that this didn't end well at all. "It's just that... My cousin came for me, she's there waiting for me," he points to the side of the parking lot, I can see a Mercedes, "again, I'm sorry babe, take your purse, you left it on the table of... What? That son of a bitch pulled me out of there just to say goodbye." Breathe, breathe, breathe, and forget that your friend is special, and that we can't do anything about it, since that's something he was born with. "Thank you, have a good night, and you can let me know anything by sending me a text on my W******p or Messenger," I winked at him as I walked away, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Don't let your mother and family influence you, remember we already talked about this," I stepped back from him, grabbing my purse, and without saying anything else, I turned around and headed towards my motorcycle.Ah, my night is over, well, it's time to sleep. Before reaching my motorcycle, I gave one last look at the club, smiling and nodding goodbye before setting off.+
Phew, I'm so tired. Forty-five minutes of travel and I feel exhausted. I enter my room and toss my purse onto the couch. As I walk to my lonely bed, I take off my shoes, throwing them off - yes, I am a mess. The good thing is that my aunt is fast asleep because if she saw me like this, she would scold me for being so disorganized. Without even checking the time, I collapse onto the bed, sighing with pleasure at the feeling of being on a huge, soft bed. God, this is heaven! I want to close my eyes, but I also want to take a bubble bath to relax my hot body. Deciding to close my eyes, my phone starts ringing and vibrating. Nooo...! That's karma! Ugh, I'll let the call go to voicemail... but if it's Alexis, I can't afford to ignore him, as I promised to be attentive to his messages. "Liar, you told him to send you messages, not that you would be attentive to his messages - see a huge difference!" "Shut up, conscience!" Groaning, I get up from the bed and take a couple of steps toward the burgundy velvet couch. I grab my purse and immediately open it, taking out my phone. What? The VIP client. He's calling me! What should I do? He must be furious with me for what I did this morning and also for not answering him. Although there is a possibility that he might give me another chance. Well, I have to take the risk, I have no other choice. "Good evening..." my voice automatically transforms into a soft and gentle tone. As I hear a grunt, I walk towards the door with the intention of putting on the latch. I have to be cautious, my aunt could appear at any moment and I don't really want her to see what I'm doing. "You've made me furious. I recognize that you're important, since the app itself doesn't want to fire you. You left me hanging in the middle of a conversation!" he yells. I can tell from his words how angry he is.Related chapters
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Entering the car, the man who saved me closes the door and then exhales heavily. I bite my lower lip to prevent myself from crying or screaming in anger, telling myself that I am a warrior and won't let anyone trample on me. Ah, I deserve all of this because I brought it upon myself. What am I doing here? The man doesn't take long to get in and after fastening his seat belt, he tells me that he doesn't mean to pry, but the lady noticed that my pants are wet. I feel embarrassed, I didn't intend to touch myself. I curse inwardly, I let out the fluid I expelled when I climaxed. "Don't worry, that's why I'm not concerned, and I thank you for that, although it wasn't necessary," I turn my gaze away, and my expression hardens as I see Harry still talking on his phone, oblivious to my departure. "A lady is a good person, but when it comes to her son..." "What do you mean?" I question, now he has all of my attention. "Are you telling me that...forget it, you can think whatever you want
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+ "Don't even think I'll let you be with that bastard," I advanced until I was just a few centimeters from her, pushing her against the door as she tried to leave. I held her face in my hands and pinned her body with my weight. I brought my nose to her soft hair, inhaling deeply, as rage and desire combined into an intoxicating and explosive cocktail. Without thinking, I captured her lips with mine and our teeth clashed, but I managed to deepen the kiss. Mentally, I screamed in triumph as I felt her arms entwine in my hair. She growled against my mouth, allowing me to delve deeper. She let go and entwined her tongue with mine. I loved it. Her voracity was unexpected. Desire set my body on fire like wildfire. It was strange, I felt that I desired her and she desired me. With a burst of dominance, I grunted and held her by the throat with one hand while we kissed. With the hand that was free, I traveled down her body, discovering her curves; her breasts, her waist, her ass. Feeling
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But no, I can't continue, I have to finally realize that Emmanuel is my life now. Shit, all of this is causing me to falter, to crumble, and not think things through. "Come here," his voice is low, and his mysterious gaze drives me crazy. I don't waste any time and slowly approach him. "On your knees," I steady my breathing. No, I have to stand firm, I can't fall because that would be a betrayal. "No, this would be..." "I would never treat you like a whore, and I don't even think that way." I have to resist, but a part of me wants to comply. My other self would kneel before him, and run my hands down the front of his hips without breaking our gaze. Watching as this man masturbates in front of me. No...! I can't be thinking about it, I can't do it. My other self betrays me, imagining what I could do if I fall before him. I see myself opening my mouth, and parting my lips, while at the same time bringing my hands to the back of his legs to grip his thighs. Ah, I melt at the
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No, this seems like a blessed movie or a dramatic novel! "This is a fucking joke, this cheap speech, nobody believes it, you're hearing yourself right," I burst out laughing after hearing a lot of shit from her. "You're talking about how I'm the guilty one and that it's better for you to be away with someone else than with me." "Your reaction is normal, but that's how things are. It was difficult for me to understand, but the truth is that everything was true. We let ourselves be carried away by what we felt, all without considering the consequences of our actions," she looks away after taking a deep breath. "I'll step aside, it's not like I'm taking something away from you that you never had," she crosses her legs after leaning back on the couch. "I'm sorry, I'm introducing myself now because I had to fulfill what I promised, two years without hearing from you." I can see that smile that is hard to appreciate with her lost gaze. I am petrified as I process everything she is saying
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+ Waking up abruptly, I rub my eyes and glance around. Memories flood back, and I start to comprehend where I am, standing still and processing everything. Oh God, I'm wearing gray silk shorts and a matching silk tank top. He took my clothes off! He saw me naked! Damn, pervert! I'll kill him if he violated me. My phone! What time is it? I swing off the bed and see a pair of low sandals underneath it, I put them on without hesitation. Where is my clothes? I search with my GPS eyes. I look for my wallet. Shit! I left it in the car. I start to panic and try to think of how I'll get out of this house. How will I leave if I don't know where I am? You'll pay for this, you possessive man, I don't give a shit that you're a sexy man and my friend at the same time. Without thinking any further, I decide to leave the room and get lost in this unknown place, although I won't deny that it's magical and cozy. I stealthily walk out like a cautious thief, to my surprise, the entire place is desert
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Dylan took my hand and pulled me out of the office. I tried to break free from him, but the more I struggled, the tighter he squeezed my hand. I could tell he was furious, and his anger was palpable. Control! I had to control myself because if I didn't, I would lose my head along with him. I couldn't stand a man controlling me, let alone one who was so possessive. We quickly left the house. "You're too manipulative," I said. I'm sure his sister will wonder where I went. What will I tell her? It's all so unfair, I try to stay away from sin and temptation, but they keep pulling me back in. I complain of pain, but it doesn't stop him. I want to scream, but it would be stupid to do so. "It's time to go," he exclaimed authoritatively. "Wait..." Oh my God! It's his sister... I try to let go of Dylan's hand, but the idiot won't let me. I feel like I'm going to faint, I'm begging the universe to swallow me up or take me away. "Do you need anything, sister?" he spoke dryly. "Where are y
