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The thoughts of Jamal were never erased from my mind. He had played along with my tactics. He must have noticed my friends glancing repeatedly over at him, forcing him to comply. And I knew he would be ringing up my phone any time soon. My phone rang and I raced towards the bed to receive the call. "Has he called yet?" Thelma asked me. "You're the one calling," I sighed, realizing it was my friend calling. "You should have collected his number too." Rhena quipped. I shuddered. "Is Rhena with you, Thelma? Have you guys been talking about me?" I asked them, stupefied. "Chill, girlfriend. We are here to help. Just give Jamal up. And stop going over to the naked beach, he might think you are desperate." Thelma warned. "You guys should stop worrying about me." I yawned, going over to my window. "Maybe, this whole relationship thing isn't for me," I added. "Girl, you had sounded like a pervert. If I was Jamal I would have bruised your lips," Rhena intoned. "Oh, you shut u
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My breath quickened and my hand trembled as I jerked up into a sitting position, letting the phone fall. "Davina?" He called. How did he know my name? I asked myself. Did he ask Jasper? Had they been talking about me? Quickly my finger tapped on my phone's screen, cancelling the call. In a minute, my phone was ringing again. It was Jamal. Couldn't he just give it up? I groaned. He finally decided to call me after seeing me touch myself, I rolled my eyes. Reluctantly, I picked up the call. "Hello," I said. "Hello Davina, I just want to apologize," he rasped. "You called to apologize, over the phone?" I was irked. "Please, listen to me. I was thinking I would see you probably when I was coming out of Jasper's house. I was given the wrong description. Your doorbell wasn't making any sound, your door was open and I let myself in." He explained. "But you walked into my room and saw me....," I swallowed my words, it was better not to push it. How would I ever re
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He was Jasper's tutor. And he truly, really infuriated me. I made sure not to collide with him whenever I was returning from classes. We never talked ever since our last encounter, but I was always looking forward to hearing his voice whenever he was walking along the corridor going to Jasper's room. His voice did things to me, and I hated myself for being extremely horny even to his voice. I tantalized with the idea of the said "experiment" but I wouldn't admit to myself how inappropriate it was. So, I perched by the elevator, faking a scene of looking for a lost object when Jamal strode down the corridor towards the lift. "What are you doing?" Jamal lifted a brow. I pushed the strap of my bag further up my shoulder as I peered a look at his face. I had been rehearsing to myself how I would approach him and agree to his nonsensical experiment even though he simply was an annoying fellow. "Well, hello," I let out a laugh, standing while I fanned my face. His brows t
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I cross-checked my undies again, they were my preferred favorite color; red. I didn't want him to think that I didn't come prepared. But we were not having sex, I smirked at myself. Then I put on my white tee top on jean short skirt, and spritzed a hint of Victoria's Secret perfume whilst nodding at my reflection in the mirror. Jamal's place was trekable, he lived alone in a rather small but cozy apartment. The interior was decorated with pictures of bare-chested models of older men. I moved towards the plush chairs, I was nervous that I needed to sit. "Do you need some water, wine, or coffee?" He asked me. "Nope, I'm fine," my butt landed in the soft chairs. He eyed me closely. "Last chance, Davina. You can turn back if you don't want this," he warned, stretching his hand towards me. I took his hand without hesitation, "No, I want to do this. I came here on my own free will. I do have a problem though." My heart was hammering now as his eyes probed me to talk. "What
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"Is something wrong?" He flicked his gaze towards me once his call was over. "It's Murray. I need to leave." He entered his bedroom to retrieve his jacket. "Is he alright?" I watched him grab his bundle of keys. He gave a curt nod, without uttering a word. I read the mood, picked up my brassieres, and looked up at him to turn around while I wore it. His lip curled up in a smirk, "I don't see why you should wear it, I think I like the view this way." My cheeks flushed red instantly. Yet, he turned around to allow me to do my thing. He led the way while I followed behind him. We walked in silence until we reached the main road. "Alright, I'll call you soon," he promised, taking a few steps backward before turning in the other direction. He didn't want to divulge information about his friend, maybe it was too much of him to reveal such details of his friend to me. Somehow, I was hoping he would reach out later on but he never did. And as the days dragged on, I was f
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If I told him how much he made me crazy, wouldn't that sound lame? Wouldn't it be madness if I voice to him how efficient he made me feel. He would think it was my hormones driving me crazy. And I was just a horny girl. "I don't mind, Jamal. You can kiss me as well," I voiced out. His eyes sparked a surprise. He moved close, "wouldn't that tarnish what's left of us?" His fingers stroked my face. I certainly wasn't listening to him. I was overwhelmed by his sensual mouth. I leaned forward to kiss him but he was swaying his lips away from me. "Listen to me, Davina. As much as I want to make you cry tears of joy while I make love to you, I just can't," he grabbed my face in his hands. My stomach did a backflip, he wanted to make love to me? Then why can't he? "Why?" I asked. "Because it's not proper," he touched his temple, walking away from me. My pussy throbbed, I wanted him. Why was he doing this to me? Damn his ideologies! "That's not some tangible reason, Jamal.
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He just needed some air. He would be back to join his colleagues in the celebration, thought Ryder Jenkins, a young, ambitious officer. He was pleased at the turn of events, the war was finally over at the conquer of the enemy's base. His hand brushed through his short hair as he stepped into the woods of Ravenhurst. He suddenly felt the urge to smoke. Thanks to the stars, he was fortunate to have some cigarettes on him. As he walked through the underbrush, he noticed a shadowy figure darting between the trees. Ryder's instincts kicked in, and he drew his pistol, noting his surroundings with a sharp, quick gaze. "Halt! Who goes there?" Ryder shouted, pointing his gun towards the fleeing figure. The individual before Ryder froze, wheeling himself around to face Ryder. It was a young man, with attractive facial features but dressed in the uniform of the enemy. "On your knees," Ryder commanded. Instead, the figure cast flickering eyes sideways and attempted to flee, but
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Ryder Jenkins felt his skin tingle, something was wrong. Elianore had been gone for over twenty minutes, something was wrong. "Where...is your friend?" The lad's voice cracked as she tried to move. "Don't move," Ryder warned, walked over to the door, opened it and peeped. In the far distance, lights from torches hinted at two familiar figures, Elianore and the captain. What was Elianore doing with the captain? Wasn't Elianore supposed to get whatever equipment and report back to him? This was insane, Ryder's stomach suddenly tightened. Elianore was betraying him. It was only a matter of time before the captain and the rest of his colleagues walked into the room which was holding the enemy. Ryder slapped a hand to his temple, what was he going to do? This was treason punishable by death. He swiveled towards the woman at once. "Can you walk?" he asked the woman. The lady's lips curled up in a slow smile, revealing her feminine expression as the moonlight streaked acro
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Not the way I intended to meet her. I swerved a little, arcing my leg to disarm the gun from her hand.But she was quick to dodge my kick, instead, she slammed me hard against the wall before me, clenching her teeth as she spoke."I certainly wouldn't hesitate to pull this trigger..," She spun me around grabbing my collar with her other free hand. Our eyes jammed and she froze."Alexandro?" The words slipped out from her lips.I cocked my brows as I met her eyes. "This is where you drop the gun," I said raising my hand to the barrel.Her mouth stretched slightly as she let out a scoff. "How is that possible? I mean I saw you being gunned down before me six months ago," she explained.Six months! Has it been six months already?I probably wouldn't be alive if it weren't for my..... I mean, Vinny.It was so difficult to comprehend the fact that I already had a son."How is that possible?" She back-pocketed her gun, stepped closer to me and began to stroke my face with her fingertips.
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I let out an involuntary moan as he guided himself inside of me. "I've known you were a woman since the very first day you took the poison drink, lying in my bed while being attended by my doctor," his eyes locked with mine. I should be pushing him off at this confession, I should be! But why was my body saying the exact opposite. He kissed me again - intensely like he had been wanting to do that for a long time. "I fuck... king hate you," I gasped in between as he gradually thrusted into me. "Do you?" He smirked, holding me securely as our bodies meshed in heat and sweet lovemaking. "How do you think you've lasted till this very moment, what about the swimming pool, the very presence of you in my office, the fake chest....," he trailed on, slamming into me without giving me a break in between. What? He gave me the fake chest, how? I was just too dumb not to have realized that the present had been from him. My hand touched the walls behind me as my body began to shak
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He tasted of smoke, weed, and coke. And the way his hungry, ravaging mouth sought the contours of my mouth had me clinging to him. The more I tried to pull free from the kiss - the more his ravaging mouth punished me for such betrayal. My head was slowly spinning - like I was gradually on something high. I knew the implications of being kissed by a heavy weed taker. Yet, his tongue would forcefully plunge into my mouth curling and sucking what was left of me. His hands tore my jacket apart - this wasn't good. I needed to stop being kissed before he discovered that I was a woman. My hands which had tried to push him off felt something sticky from his side - he wrenched his mouth from me, groaning as my hands traced the sticky substance. Blood. I gasped. "You're hurt," I said, looking into his eyes. "I should get Bruno," I added. "No, no, no. Not Bruno," he forced the words through clenched teeth, rolling away from me while holding onto his side. Blood sluiced between
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My eyes widened as I felt the rope tighten around my neck. I frantically scrambled for the knife I'd also retrieved from behind my mirror and stuck it into the side pocket of my trousers. My fingers closed around it just in time despite the shooting pain coursing around my neckline. With a surge of adrenaline, I managed to slice through the rope, feeling it give way beneath me. I plummeted to the floor, my bones cracking upon impact. A searing pain shot through my wrist as I struggled to catch my breath. Gritting my teeth, I assessed the damage – hoping to the heavens that it wasn't a broken wrist. Ignoring the agony, I hauled myself to my feet whilst shaking my wrist to fix the sprain, my eyes scanned the room as I entered the mansion through the front door. No signs of my attacker. Who could that possibly be? The door was still open, and I could have sworn I saw a glimpse of Ramsey's jacket disappearing around the corner. Determined to confront him, I set off in pursuit,
