Nicholas lowered the car window. The cool night breeze had dispersed some of the emotional tension. Nicholas rested one hand on the window frame as he spoke."I'll think about it. The situation with Jasmine is complicated. After all, Claudia wronged her first." I was not surprised to hear him say t
The sounds of intimacy filled the entire car. Nicholas grabbed my hand and pressed it against his belt. Gone was the dignified and cold Nicholas. In his place was a man whose willpower had been consumed by desire and who had not been with a woman in a long time. His body was burning hot. It was as
The sound of running water echoed from the bathroom. I could hear some indescribable noises of pleasure too. He would rather take care of himself than touch me. I always thought Nicholas's possessiveness toward me was related to the "new experiences" I had brought into his life. I had suddenly inj
Though he was aroused, he also knew how to restrain himself. Nicholas called for a stop again at the crucial moment. "I can wait for you." Nicholas gently bit my lip to end this intimate moment. "But don't make me wait too long." His body trembled slightly as he breathed. His breath was heavy with
Nicholas's words instantly stirred up emotions in my heart as it pounded hard. His gaze was soft and sincere. I raised my hand to cover his eyes and planted a light kiss on his lips. If we had not gone through those experiences before, I would have been moved. But now… It was too late. By the time
It was from my Facebook posts. I used to treat my social media like a diary. I had said so many things there that I probably would not remember every word. But once reminded, I could usually recall most of it. Yet, Nicholas quoted it word for word. He kept moving closer to me, so close that even ou
Ever since I started seeing Nicholas again, he had suggested I go visit his father. For Daniel, my return was good news. He said it might help improve Daniel's condition. I wonder if Nicholas's fixation on me has something to do with his father too, given how good of a son he was. But I was not som
"Nicholas, you think too highly of yourself." How could Nicholas possibly understand how I felt back then? I once loved him deeply. But his so-called "not doing well" only resulted in forceful possession of me. He never truly suffered or worried for me even for a moment. "I used to want the person