All Chapters of Slave of your body: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

+ After venting to each other, Alexis stops the car, reacting as if things were going in another direction. He came to see me, not to argue about what he feels or doesn't feel. He apologizes for being a complete idiot, while I remain firm. I don't want to let my guard down because he might take advantage of it. His feelings affect me; it's not normal for me, let alone for him. Deep down, I want everything to be like it was before, without confusion and entanglements. His story about how his new life has been surprises me, not because of what he can do or achieve, but because of the relationships he's had with women. He did it all to prove that he never had any attraction toward them. The photos he's showing me are evidence of what he feels. Without meaning to, a smile appears on my face, not because I'm making fun of him, no... it's because of his immaturity. He had to sleep with several girls to prove that he likes women! Is that how he thinks he can win me over, to make it clear

"I feel like I have little time left before the cast on my foot is completely removed - that's what I hope for! I tell myself that everything comes with sacrifice and that we should fight for what we feel, especially in light of the hate Harry's mother has for me. Unintentionally, Harry is always on my mind and I won't deny that I'll feel sad when he has to leave for work, but at the same time, I'll encourage him to make the most of the closeness we have now. Ah, Harry means everything to me, he's the guy I've always dreamed of, a kind-hearted soul... I love it when he always tries to put himself in front of me to protect me. It's that protective side of him that's beautiful, even though he knows I'm one of those women who don't give up and won't just sit around. In a couple of minutes, I'm brought back to reality when Harry insists that my aunt has arrived and our friend Harper is calling him. I nod with a smile and tell him to say hello to our friend, lawyer, and witness of our lo

"I strike my chest and turn my face. Growling like a wild animal, battling relentlessly until he understands that I am not really playing and, reluctantly, he releases me. I am breathless, and frustrated, not because I don't want it, no, I am like this because it could harm me or myself. I don't want to be one of the bitches he frequents. Harry looks very lost and excited because of what we both feel. He takes a step back, trying to calm himself down and running his hand through his hair. We continue to look at each other without forcing any questions. "I didn't think you were scared," he reproaches me, completely bewildered. "I want you passionate, understand once and for all that I own everything, I am risking it all, understand once and for all that I am dying to have you, I am..." "Stop talking nonsense." "No, I am not one of those who regret what they do, I have told you that you drive me crazy, understand once and for all! Tell me, have you never been attracted to someone yo

"Tell me this is a tasteless joke, that you're saying it because you don't like me, and that the only thing..." "No, that man has always been in love with you, seriously, couldn't you tell?" "Tell me more about him, now that it's clear to me that he was never my friend, everything about him is a lie." "Don't get it twisted, girl, unfortunately for Alexis' life, you were his world, damn it! You can't see what that man has done, what he has sacrificed to be by your side, are you stupid or pretending to be? His mother is not the villain of the story, no... You're the only stupid one here, the damn bitch who has made his life miserable, who doesn't want to see life as it should be, he doesn't need you!" "My world is crumbling, I don't know what to say or do, what she's telling me is leaving me speechless, I can even say that the person she's describing to me is not the same person I thought I knew. All this time she's been hiding what she feels and her true personality. Everything I e

Harry gets rid of my bra, to eliminate any garment that prevents us from satisfying ourselves. Then he slides his hands over my stomach, up my belly, and towards my thighs, brushing my sex with his thumb. I moan. Suddenly, he kisses my lips and grabs my head with his hands, entwining his fingers in my hair, and his persuasive tongue. Our breaths mix as I push his vest, and he manages to take it off. In a smooth movement, he embraces my waist, leaving me well stretched out on the bed. His lips find me, and his hands curl around my head, hugging me and holding me while our tongues fill with glory. Suddenly, he separates from me to do a sensual dance, slowly stripping off his clothes. Yes... He's an expert, he seems to have been a stripper in another life because he knows how to move that waist, I envy him! Mmm... so delicious. In an efficient movement, he gets rid of his pants and boxer shorts, gloriously naked, revealing his huge, sensual, exquisite, and sexy body. He massages his