Lisa sat at the dining table to eat before she left with Luis but a war was going on within her. Did she just agree with her own lips that she would give Trey a chance? It was that mischievous Trey who seduced her again with his charms and prevented her from thinking straight. At the thought, she sneakily looked towards Trey from the corner of her eyes and immediately turned her eyes back to her plate because Trey was watching her as if she was a precious gem about to be stolen from him if he stopped watching.âWhew, this devilâ she thought, âwhy he is he doing looking at me like that can he read my thoughts? Aaah what did I just land myself into again? Trey on the other hand couldn't get over the fact that Lisa was sitting in front of him and they were actually eating and not arguing, his only problem was that she seemed to be avoiding his gaze but this was also fine, he could look at every part of her and still not get enough. He realizes she was not eating much just poking the fo
It's been a week since Lisa decided to give Trey a chance and Trey must admit that even though things were developing too slowly between them much to his liking, he must admit there has been some progress.For instance, about 5 days ago Trey, Lisa, and Luis went to the amusement park for a family outing, and even though the little fella's, face did not show much enthusiasm in the beginning, his infectious giggles and the wide grin on his face when they tried out several of the activities and rides there couldn't hide how Happy the family of 3 were, and Trey was having a blast seeing the happy expressions on the 2 identical faces. When he also invited Lisa on a dinner date 3 days ago, even though they didn't talk much, Lisa seemed quite comfortable with his presence and the kiss they shared in the car after he took her home was breathtaking, the taste of her lips and how she responded and trembled in his arms, it took all of his willpower not to make her his there and then, even think
"Lisa, you look gorgeous," Trey said breathlessly, it was as if he was suppressing an urge within him, he took Lisa's hand, raised it to his lips, and planted a kiss at the back of her hand.Then raised his face and glanced at Lisa, he watched her face intently and couldn't help but place a gentle kiss on her forehead. It was a lingering kiss full of affection. As Trey parted from Lisa, he quickly moved towards the passenger door and opened it for her. He gently helped Lisa get into the car and ensured she was properly secured with her seatbelt. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves. He had almost lost control of himself, he closed the door and walked around the car to the driver's side. Once he settled into the driver's seat, he started the engine and drove off, feeling a mix of emotions that he couldn't quite put into words.After regaining his composure, Trey reached over and gently took Lisa's hand that was resting on her thighs, intertwining their fingers. His touch felt
Trey's heart was heavy as he pulled away from Lisa. The pain he had been trying to suppress had become too much to bear. In a moment of vulnerability, he reached out and took Lisa's hand in his hand, his grip was tense from the intense pleasure he was feeling, and placed it on the hard bulge in his trousers and said with a voice choked with emotion,âSince I saw you walk out of the house, I have been controlling my desires to not take you home and make you mine, I want you,â Trey's voice quavered slightly as he spoke, his eyes fixed on Lisa alluring eyes, âI've been suppressing my desires to hold you, to make you mine,â Trey's throat tightened as he swallowed hard, and his eyes narrowed into thin lines as he fixed his gaze on Lisa, staring at her with an intense and unwavering focus, making sure she comfortable. âBut I want you to feel at ease with me, so as much as it may hurt, I want you to know that I respect your feelings. If you need time, I completely understand,â he said. Lisaâ
She was holding it in letting out a few whimpers here and there. Trey paused his fingers making Lisa grunt from the sudden emptiness and gaze up at Tret through her lashes.âShe looks so tantalizing.â Trey smiled at the thought and said possessively,âDon't hold it in, let it out, all your moans are mine! scream for me!" Lisa blushed shyly,"ok...ay⊠aahhh!" Lisa screamed, arching her back her fingers holding the sheets tightly, she had not finished answering when Trey penetrated her, this time with 2 fingers, making her a screaming mess, as his thrust became faster.Lisa lay feeble on the bed after having her first orgasm, this was all new to her and Trey was just getting started. He went down between her thighs and Lisa's eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head when she felt Trey's hot tongue lick her clit and penetrated her, she couldn't even describe what was going on in her body, the pleasure was so intense she was going crazy, her moans were getting louder by the second.âTre
- Two hours later -Trey lay in bed, and a long yawn left his mouth. He placed his hand to his mouth and he muffled the sound of the yawn. He didn't want to wake Lisa who lay beside him sleeping soundly. She seemed to require the rest even more desperately than he did, he was a wild beast earlier and had overworked her body.He propped on his elbow to have a good look at her, she was so beautiful, and she was his, his wife, and the owner of his heart. She loved him, his beautiful wife told him she loved him.Just then, Lisa stirred in her sleep, pulling into his touch, the action made a few strands of hair fall on her face. He smiled, and used his fingers to tuck it behind her ear, he stared at her calm sleeping face with pure adoration, her beauty increased by the second.As he was admiring her beauty, just like a magnet he was pulled, and before he knew it, he was kissing her, her lips were so soft and tasty, he couldn't have enough, as the kiss progressed, Lisa began responding to h
Lisa's eyes fluttered open at the bright light streaming through the window. She squinted, trying to adjust to the sudden brightness. As she stretched her limbs, she realized that Trey was not beside her.She sat up, her body feeling sore from the previous night's activities, and a sweet smile played on her lips as she reminisced about the intimate moments they had shared. Lisa remembered falling asleep while Trey had been cleaning her up. She inspected herself and discovered that she was wearing Trey's shirt. The thought of him made her heart race with excitement. "Where is he?" she murmured to herself, wondering where he could have gone. Lisa got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom to see if he was there. However, the room was empty. She decided to head downstairs, hoping to find him there.Brad was lounging on a plush sofa in the parlor, lost in thought when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps descending the stairs.He looked up in surprise and found himself staring
A few hours earlier at the penthouse, after the injection, Trey fell on his knees as he cursed inwardly,âDamn it! He had made a grave mistake by thinking Valerie was alone in this, and now he had fallen right into their trap. His thoughts had been focused on Lisa, he was determined to make sure that Valerie didn't come between them. In his haste, he hadn't taken any precautions, and now he was paying the price for it. Trey was furious and vowed to take revenge on Fausto for planning against him. He had sent his men to get Fausto, but they were told that he hadn't returned to the hotel since the previous night and he had even forgotten about him. Now he was bold enough to drug him too. He must not fear for his life anymore, he was going to make sure that Fausto regretted crossing him.Trey fell motionless on the ground, his face pressed against the fur carpet. Lucas, who was standing behind Trey, looked down at him with a smug expression. "Hopefully by the time you wake up, Lisa
It was a few minutes past eight in the morning when Luis woke up. He went into the shower and took a long shower after jerking off. After getting dressed, he headed downstairs. However, upon reaching his living room, he heard some movements coming from the kitchen. There were no maids in the house, so who could that be? Selena? When did Selena learn how to cook? He thought as he walked to the kitchen to investigate, but he stopped at the entrance when he saw who was standing inside the kitchen cooking. âMother?â Martina turned to face her son with a warm smile. She looked as stunning as always, with her long straight hair falling down her back, her light makeup, and as usual, a red lipstick. She looked beautiful; it was like she was growing younger by the day instead of vice versa.âDid you miss me?â Martina asked, and Luis shook his head, seemingly in a trance state as he replied.âNo, I mean, yes, so much?â Martina smiled and said,âI miss you more; welcome back, son.â âThank you
âAhh, Luis...! Gentle, please..." A fully naked Selena, whose back was wet with sweat dripping down, her blonde hair firmly twisted in Luis' firm grip, cried out, her breath labored as Luis slammed ruthlessly into her from behind. Luis grunted, pulling out and slamming into Selena, his hand connecting with her already red ass and spanking it hard. Selena gasped at the sting, her throbbing pussy clenching Luis' dick; she could feel herself getting to the edge once again, just then, Luis drove his dick into her with force, and that did it, her grip on the dining table weakening as she rested her forehead on it, her body trembling. Her legs, which were spread apart, badly quivering from the pleasure. Selena closed her eyes, surrendering to the sensation as Luis continued thrusting inside her, his dick filling and widening her pussy with his thickness, all her strength drained, causing her legs to weaken, and she collapsed on the dining table panting. Luis continued thrusting into her
The tequilas began to take effect on Clara, and she found herself lost in the rhythm of the music; her body was beginning to sweat with each move she made. With the alcohol controlling her, Clara didn't mind the bumping and grinding from the people close to her, even though she realized her friends were nowhere in sight, and those bumping into her were strangers. But then, Clara felt people move away from her; without bother, she continued to dance, swaying her body to the beat, but was startled to a halt when a pair of rough hands wrapped the exposed skin on her belly, stroking it. Clara's breath hitched when the hands started to trace down her hips, stroking her exposed thighs. The action in a weird way was providing a soothing feeling to Clara's tired muscles as it trails back higher and higher. She involuntarily leaned into the comfort it was giving her; she began to sway her hips. Maybe it was the alcohol boosting her courage, but she started to grind her ass on the man behind
~An hour later~ Michelle's eyes shot open at the soft murmur of voices near her. She blinked several times, trying to orient herself in the blinding hospital room. Relief washed over her when she saw Alanâs familiar face. âMy love, you are awake,â Alan said, a warm smile breaking through the tension on his face as he gently cupped Michelle's cheek with his hand, his touch both comforting and tender. However, panic seeped into Michelle's voice as she recalled the events leading up to her awakening. âWhere is Luis? Didnât he bring me to the hospital?â Michelle asked, urgency lacing her words, her heart racing at the thought of Luis. A glint of confusion crossed Alan's face as he studied her. âMy love, who is he, and why are you so worried about him, instead of your well-being?â Curiosity laced his tone, mingled with an undercurrent of anxiety. Michelle hesitated for a moment, the weight of her feelings pressing down on her. âHe is the man I love, the father of my baby.â Her conf
âMichelle!â Alan shouted, his voice laced with panic as he dashed toward her. The moment he reached her, he bent down, his strong arms encircling her petite frame, cradling her gently against his chest. âLuisâŠâ she murmured, her voice barely a whisper before her eyes fluttered shut and she slipped into unconsciousness, her body limp in his hold. Without wasting time, Alan raced towards his car, and his chauffeur, standing by, promptly opened the door for him, and he wasted no time in getting inside, keeping Michelle secure in his arms.âDamn it, sheâs bleeding,â he exclaimed, his heart racing as his gaze fell upon the darkening crimson stain spreading across his hand beneath her head. Panic surged through him. âDrive faster!â he yelled, urgency gripping his every word as he felt the weight of the moment pressing heavily on him.~âĄ~An hour earlier, a sleek black Ferrari roared to a halt at the iron gates of the Castillo mansion. One of the bodyguards stationed at the entrance approac
The sleek black car Michelle was riding in came to a halt in front of the grand stone church, its polished exterior gleaming in the soft glow of the afternoon sun. A bodyguard stepped forward, pulling open the door. Inhaling a deep breath to steady her racing heart, Michelle stepped out of the car, her elegant mermaid wedding gown flowing around her like a cascade of delicate lace and satin. The intricate beading sparkled, catching the light with every subtle movement she made. As soon as she stepped out, a bright voice pierced through the air. âMy beautiful best friend!â Clara exclaimed, her eyes filled with joy. âClara? You came? I thought you wouldn't make it." Michelleâs voice trembled with emotion, tears welling up in her eyes as she rushed into Clara's welcoming embrace. Clara wrapped her arms tightly around Michelle. âI couldnât miss it for the world!â Clara said, her smile radiant. âSeeing my best friend standing here in her breathtaking wedding gown is a moment I simp
Alan was seated behind his desk, exuding an air of authority that filled the room. His sharp, handsome features were framed by transparent glasses that perched on his nose, giving him an appearance of both intellect and charm, as his blue eyes were fixed on the conference meeting unfolding on his laptop screen. The room was filled with a hushed, tense atmosphere as board members engaged in serious discussions, the glow of the laptop casting a soft light across his focused expression. Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud bang, breaking the silence. Michelle stormed in, her cheeks flushed with anger and her eyes blazing. âAlan, how dare you! How could you make a decision regarding my life without my consent?!â she shouted, her voice echoing off the walls. Alan, momentarily distracted from the serious matters on his laptop, looked up, taking in her fiery demeanor. The board members shifted uncomfortably in their seats, their gazes dropping to their notes, avoiding the swirling t
Alan returned to the clinic a few minutes later after Michelle left and decided to find her. On the way to her hostel, he saw a girl holding Michelle by the arm and hurried toward them. Just a few feet from them, he heard the girl's shameless statement. He was going to ask her to stop talking trash when she pushed Michelle. His heart raced as he secured his arms around Michelle's petite frame.âAre you alright?â he asked Michelle after steadying her. âI'm fine. Thank you.â Michelle said as the tears she had been holding back since she found out about her pregnancy came running down her face.âYou girls should be ashamed of yourselves. Falsely accusing someone and trying to hurt her? Do you know what I do to girls like you who bully others?â Alan asked in a menacing voice, a deadly expression the girls had never seen before plastered on his usually calm face. The girls took a few steps back, a wave of fear surrounding them.However, Michelle, wanting to vent her frustration, approache
Knock Knock The faint sound of a knock at the door resonated through Principal Whiteâs office; he looked up and saw Michelle standing outside his door. âCome in,â he said. âGood afternoon, Principal White,â Michelle greeted with a hint of nervousness in her voice. The principal gestured toward the chair positioned in front of his desk, his expression serious yet inviting. âPlease, have a seat, Miss Agrilla,â he replied, his tone firm but tinged with a touch of concern. âThank you,â Michelle said softly, settling into the chair and placing her hands on her lap, trying to maintain her composure as she fidgeted with her fingers. âMiss Agrilla,â Principal White began, his eyes studying her intently, âit has come to my attention that you have developed a troubling habit of dozing off during lectures. As your principal, I felt it necessary to bring you in today to understand what might be causing this issue. And let me be clear: if this continues, I will have to involve your p