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The Feeling of Green
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To what extent exactly could Quinn Andre go to assuage his guilt? He called on her office again days later, just as she was preparing to leave for lunch break, one of the few opportunities she got to be with her girlfriends. She had been busier over the past two weeks making up for the classes and assignments she had missed. Her mates were currently in the practical phase and she didn't want to be left behind. She had just stood up when the bell rang, followed by the opening of the door. She hadn't been expecting him, but she wasn't startled by his presence either. He had been making himself more available since that night, having more meetings with her and Gonzalo over issues that could be discussed via e-mail. Not that she had any complaint; she understood the efforts he was making to atone for making her feel like a whore, because that was how she had felt that night. It had always been about meaningless sex alright, but there had been something cheap about the way he had taken
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"Thanks a lot, Fiona. You didn't have to give me this after everything I learnt from you." Clara held a designers' bag bearing the logo of Fiona's company, her eyes beaming brightly under the bright streetlights which seemed to place her in the spotlight, her skin glowing attractively. Fiona waved her gesture of appreciation aside with a hand. "Oh trust me, having you as company is a big step compared to this douchebag who never visits me. Besides, this is bribery; you must come see me some other time." Her eyes mirrored that confident determination Andre exuded which didn't take no for an answer. Not that Clara could have said anything other than 'hell yeah!' to Fiona's invitation. She had learnt so much in one day and even practiced making a sketch of a dress which Fiona had criticised afterwards. "You know this window's open; I can hear you." Andre was seated behind the wheel scrolling through messages which had been sent to his email. He had arrived a few minutes back after C
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He plundered her lips with his tongue, tasting wine and dessert in those lips which returned his desires with equal feverishness. His fingers slipped into her hair and massaged her scalp, his eyes clouded with intense desire when he broke the kiss for a second, placing his forehead on hers to catch a breath.It was fucking phenomenal, filling him with a desperate desire to devour more of her lips and body irrespective of how close he was to her, how her body was already entangled with his in a tight embrace, her breath mingling with his. Hot and laboured. He let his palms glide down her ass, kneading and squeezing that soft firm flesh, her breath gasping sharply in response. He returned his lips to hers, cradling her face in his big callused fingers, his chest heaving with the force of hunger gnawing at him. His hips ground into hers, pushing her further into the wall where her back rested. His tongue probed into her mouth, plunging hard and sucking every flavour of wine mingled with
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It was she who was trapped in the middle of a fucking railway; she could be crushed any second. Having Andre go down on her had to be the craziest decision she had made, apart from starting an affair with him in the first place of course. Oh, since she was in the line of comparing the maddening decisions she had taken, then she had to include begging him to take her raw again that night. It had been too good, so fucking addictive having his flesh in her wet tightness without any barrier; she had accepted him with his name in her lips, her body embracing him in the most sensual dance of the mad and the crazy. It had nothing to do with risks of pregnancy or infection, since those grounds had been covered. It was because it had become different after that raw sex, more addictive, more tempting. It was as though she had crossed a line alone to a location where she wanted him all the day and lost all control over her desires. Perhaps it had been his tongue in her pussy, or the seeds
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Her first reaction was embarrassment. Colour tainted her cheeks, her eyes blinking rapidly as her throat went dry. What in the world was she supposed to say to... That? "Ms. Lynn?" Surely he didn't expect an actual reply to that blatant statement he had uttered, there had to be limits to his obnoxiousness, right? Sitting there with her mouth parted softly at his blatancy wasn't going to answer her question. She cleared her throat and shifted in the seat, willing her voice not to stutter. "I was just preoccupied with...other things." She chose denial which came easily, although she knew he wasn't going to buy it. Irrespective of his insensitivity, Andre was nothing short of smart, a quality she found really sexy. He remained calm as he stared at her, giving no indication that he hadn't bought her bullshit. It was difficult maintaining eye contact with those blazing eyes which had gazed at her intensely, its pupils dilated as he reached his climax buried inside her. But she forced h
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The state of her body and heart had deteriorated to its lowest level by the time she staggered into the living room, the board tumbling and falling from her sweaty, slippery hands.Clara was exhausted and pale, a shadow of herself. Lying on the bare floors of her living room with her eyes focused on the ceiling, she discovered how blurry her vision had become, her eyes unable to appreciate the uniqueness of the state of the art interior decor which she had always admired. Her head pounded with the weight of the responsibility she would have to bear for her actions and her heart ached for the loss of something that had never existed.It was more painful than when her four year relationship with Dane had ended, and it had nothing to do with the fact that she was without a home and career this time, but that this had been deeper for her. Perhaps it was the illusion she had created in her mind, but without knowing it, she had hoped that Andre would somehow come around. Even against ever
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Andre understood what he hadn't said, and stared at the brown envelope with emptiness in his eyes and heart. He... Just needed a rest, a vacation. Marie cleared her throat as Viscount checked the time by the wall clock. Interesting, only twenty-five minutes had passed and twenty-five years worth of anger had been poured out within that short duration of time. "I... I didn't come with Anthony today to mock you, I'm sorry that I'm by his side despite the enmity between you two. I... I will end it with him if our union affects you. You're the most important person to me, baby..." "Becky?" Tony seemed genuinely betrayed and stunned and sad at the same time. Andre didn't know how to feel about any of it. Too many things had happened and his mind could only absorb little at a time. He couldn't give them his blessing because it wasn't in his place and watching his mother with a man who had been like an older brother to him wasn't exactly a sight for sore eyes. She was at least eleven y
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"Dre..." Marie had started crying, quiet sobs spreading through the quiet room, her lean fingers pressed against her lips to stiffen the cries. But Andre didn't let that deter his continuation of that unpracticed speech. "Why don't you go ahead and pick the one you're the most beautiful in. Oh, you wouldn't know if you don't watch it. Should I play one for you...?" That was the point where Viscount's control snapped, and he stood with a force which made Clara's eyes dizzy for a second from watching him. "You fucking sleazy bastard! You are not in a position to cast judgement on her when you don't have a freaking idea what she's been through. Vengeance? Punishment? I should be the one casting it on you and your bastard of a dad for taking the company. My father fucking killed himself because of the way he was cast out!" "What? My father and I took the company? Remind me the number of times I contacted you after you started giving me the cold shoulder, asking what had gone wrong.
