17( Behold, it appears from nowhere And time is closing around it If nothing is going very well in the drinker's life With her here, it will only get worseI'll tell you what it's like, wherever you are You're totally speechless You can't speak anymore, like someone who sees you freeze The moment she enters the salonAnd he'll drink, he'll fall, get up and start drinking again Only with a lot of sacrifice he gets home in the morning Until then, it's okay, but it's every day, yes, another one tooAnd all this is the fault of the Devil Woman Who pursues me at night everywhere But if it wasn't for the horn and the tail I wouldn't be able to stand itAnyone is intimidated if caught in his gaze Feels all his luck is gone.And he'll drink, he'll fall, get up and start drinking again Only with a lot of sacrifice he gets home in the morning Until then, it's okay, but it's every day, yes, another one tooAnd all this is the fault of the Devil Woman Who pursues me at night everywhere Bu
19( Behold, it appears from nowhere And time is closing around it If nothing is going very well in the drinker's life With her here, it will only get worseI'll tell you what it's like, wherever you are You're totally speechless You can't speak anymore, like someone who sees you freeze The moment she enters the salonAnd he'll drink, he'll fall, get up and start drinking again Only with a lot of sacrifice he gets home in the morning Until then, it's okay, but it's every day, yes, another one tooAnd all this is the fault of the Devil Woman Who pursues me at night everywhere But if it wasn't for the horn and the tail I wouldn't be able to stand itAnyone is intimidated if caught in his gaze Feels all his luck is gone.And he'll drink, he'll fall, get up and start drinking again Only with a lot of sacrifice he gets home in the morning Until then, it's okay, but it's every day, yes, another one tooAnd all this is the fault of the Devil Woman Who pursues me at night everywhere Bu
POV VICTORIACause I want to touch you baby And I want to feel you too I want to see the sun rise Over your sins, just you and meWhen I wake up, everything around the room is bathed in sunlight. I look at the clock, it's 8:43 am on Saturday. Even with my body asking for another ten or fifteen minutes of sleep, I get up.I head to the closet in search of the most comfortable dress I can find. I end up opting for a daring piece, a tight black dress, not too short. My inner goddess applauds. It's a simple dress, I like the fact that it makes my legs look more shapely. I feel passable.I go back to the room and put on a slipper. My hair isn't bad, so just a few strokes with the brush will make it presentable.I leave the room after getting ready and make my way to the kitchen, where I spot Mrs. men. She's busy with breakfast and doesn't notice me.- good morning - I try a light approach so as not to scare her.- Good morning, Vic - Mrs. Homes says with a bright smile.- Where's Christop
When the buttons on the dress are undone, Christopher slides the straps over my shoulders, revealing my braless breasts. He smiles as he sees the prickling areolas of my nipples and my chest rising and falling rapidly. I want him more than I can say in words.Without preamble, he captures my left breast in his mouth. His lips pinch my nipple with the pressure necessary to make me convulse.I arch my back to push my chest into his mouth. Christopher nibbles my nipple and I cry out in surprise. A fine line between pleasure and pain.He pulls my dress up, bunching it up in silhouette. He takes my right leg, which is crossed over his torso, and places it on the counter. He repeats the process with his left leg. I couldn't be more…open.My arousal wet panties weigh heavily with his ministration on my breast.I close my eyes, only to hear the sound of the fly of his pants being unzipped. He brushes his cock against my sex over and over, even with the barrier that is my panties.- Please...
POV VICTORIAI wake up feeling my body warm as if something is wrapped around it. It's not like I don't know why. I open my eyes to the light emanating through the windows. Christopher has his legs entwined with mine and his face buried in the crook of my neck.It's an adjustable position, however I prefer to have it wrapped around me. My body fits his well, and after sex I want nothing less than to sleep warm and curled up with him. I blink a few times to get used to the sunlight."Good morning," I hear Christopher's voice murmur sleepily, and hot as hell. I roll my eyes at the thought, he always has the sexy voice.- Good morning Mr. Blanc - I answer. Christopher lifts his face so that my gaze, lazy even, meets his.- Sleep well? - Question. I smile sideways and bring my face closer to his, almost enough to bring my lips to his.- Hmm... let's say so, but I could have a better morning - I reply. Christopher smiles, fully understanding the meaning of my request.- And what can I do t
Holy crap!Christopher is pissed at me, and I feel so guilty. And once again, the megalomaniac mister makes me feel like a child without saying a single word.Christopher glares at me and I can sense his anger.- So I say “no” and you do the opposite? - he murmurs.“I felt so sorry for him, and I didn't mean to piss you off, Christopher. I... I feel lonely sometimes - I lie. Actually, I wanted to irritate him, but now that fact can be changed.- Will the dog be your company? - He mocks in a low tone."You are," I whisper. An easy and affectionate approach can change his mind about the dog.- I? And why do you decide to go against me? - Christopher asks, his tone is now higher, nothing that a stranger might notice, but I know him well.For God! We don't need an argument over this.- Don't make all that speech for a puppy. If you're angry, fuck it, stop me, but don't take it out on him. I want him to stay, and for his own good, he better stay! I say it more firmly than he, or even I, wo
AlreadyIt's been two days and I haven't heard from Chloe, I call her and herher cell phone is always off. I care about her and her baby. even stillbeing a fetus, he needs care and support at this time.Closethe bow of the white robe and walk to the kitchen. I should call Chloe morelate, or perhaps pay him a visit.-Good morning, Ms. Blanc,” Gina mutters as I enter the kitchen.-Good Morning. Where is Christopher? - I ask, since I woke up alone in bed. IT ISbad not to be the first to say 'good morning'.-In her office, with Taiga-she answers. Gina pours me a cup oftea-Thanks.-Hi - I hear a familiar voice ring from the entrance hall.-Elliot! - I say surprise.Hewalks towards me with a sad face. It's not like the same Elliot as meI know. He is wearing a black jacket, dark jeans, and ankle boots.leather.Whenhe is next to me, he opens his arms invitingly for a hug. Ithe hug. It's not the most comfortable situation possible, because I'm usinga robe and nothing else!-
** porscha He's not answering. It's the second time I've called in fifteen minutes, and I haven't had any replies to the messages I've been sending either. Did he still remember being here at two? I hang up and look at the clock on the bar wall, seeing that it's almost midnight. There are still two hours before my boyfriend thinks my shift is over and he can come pick me up. And here I was thinking we'd be lucky today, if I left early, to have an amazing night. Shit. I need to fix my car. I can't keep depending on him for rides. Music plays around me, customers laugh to my right, and one of the bartenders fills the cooler with ice on my other side. I start to feel restless. If he's not picking up, then he's either asleep or left. Both mean he'll remember me when it's too late. He's not always reliable, but this wouldn't be the first time, either. That's the problem with turning your friend into a boyfriend, I think. He still thinks he can get away with it. I grab my shirt and bag from