All Chapters of Tiffany's Desire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The silence, the nagging. Yeah, tye nagging seem odd because I have being the one doing all the nagging. I boarded a cab and slid into it gently. A smile formed on my lips and I just tried to remain calm. Although I wasn't calm Luciano let me go to school on my own and that was the reason for the feeling of contentment and whatever.The driver drove at a normal speed and when we arrived at the school, I opened the door hurriedly. I checked my wrist watch and saw I was right on time.I gave him some bucks and smiled "Thanks!" I said and watched him drive away.I turned back to the building and walked into the class. Everyone was already seated and that just meant I was a bit late.I walked to my desk and sat down gently. "Good morning class," the English professor said as she walked into the class.I turned in her direction."Well, I won't be taking much of your time cause you have to get your works submitted and get your project topics. Anyway, I'm only here to remind y

I didn't want to talk to him and that was so annoying. It had not being well for me. It was like Luciano would intentionally be late, sluggish, suspicious, and annoying at the same time. "Oh shit," I mumbled when I checked my wristwatch and saw I was already running late. "It's my fucking exam for crying out loud!" I said again and tossed my bag away. Luciano was being so slow and I didn't want to call him. I had no other option cause any more minute spent in this house would make me miss my exam. I kicked the door open and turned to the hallway leading to Luciano's room. It took a few steps but when I finally got there, I shoved the door open. There he was, taking off his clothes. He stopped when he saw me and looked at me. His expression was so blank, it was like I had jumped into something I shouldn't have and I don't give a hoot! "We're running late," I told him in case he was in another world of his. I needed him back in reality so I could

She kissed me with a hunger that matched my own. Her hands helped to take off my clothes in a haste as she was panting hard. I also reached for what was left on bet clothes and tried to take it off. "Ourgh, fuck," Tiffany moaned as I tossed the clothe away. Her moans sent blood flowing through my already painfully hard cock. As much as I wanted to take her right then and there, I needed to get a grip of myself. "Fuck me," she whispered and whatever I said before became invalid.My fingers clawed the slender shape of her back as my kiss traced her jaw. Little by little, I dropped kisses on her neck till I got to her V-line.I wanted more of her, all of her. I wanted to scrutinize her inside and explore every part of her body but I was too gone to even realize what I was doing.I reached for her soft breasts and sucked on it. She held my head and helped me get in a better position on top her.My fingers admired her slender waist as I found my way across her

I slammed the car door behind me and strutted the keys to lock the car. I had no idea when Massimo would show up but he said he'd meet me here. I looked around before taking strides toward the place I chose to meet him. That awkwardness, it was like I wasn't doing the right thing and I was doing the right thing at the same time.I felt a flush of anxiety as I got closer to the bar but I brushed it off and checked my hoodie for my gun. It wasn't my first time so feeling foe my gun brought back memories. Just that that day, that faithful night I had agreed to mmet him. Give years ago, I was wearing a similar hoodie and checking for my gun. I also had that feeling, that gut feeling like I wasn't doing anything right but because I wanted to show my dad that I wasn't a coward, I shot it. At that point, I wondered if I want be tempted to shot him at this bar. I felt I would be tempted to just end what I started and make my father know I wasn't useless at all. I touched

The pillow felt so comfy as I laid on it. I placed my hands underneath it and adjusted so that I was facing the ceiling.I took a deep breath and just remained there with a casual smile.There was not much on my mind, just the feeling of satisfaction that the holidays had begun.If there was anything that got me stressed out, it had to be driving to school everyday.Although there were some days I didn't make it to school, I also had to do a few things and take care of business.I sighed at the random thoughts coursing through my mind. There was not much to do so I sat up on my bed and thought of a drink.I don’t usually drink early in morning—if at all—but I feel the urge to have a sensation in my throat. Tiffany has been gone a while and I don’t know what she’s doing or who she's out with. I didn't ask her, not because I don't care but I wanted to give her sometime to realize we could. I grit my teeth as the strong, ‘homemade’ liquid of my second mouthful rolls down my throat.