All Chapters of Forbidden Agreements: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Moreau did not say anything—never mind realizing they were about to reach the final scene - probably not. Her silence demanded to be part of a veiled flirtation. She pursed her lips, waiting for the moment when Abihirt would throw her lacy underwear in any direction after stripping it off with a searing sweep of his hand. The man's eyes were stern, as if giving Moreau a hint to be passive, though she was indeed frozen in despair, while Abihirt's handsome face faced right at the moist crevice of her legs. So close, sticking out his tongue, licking, lubricating the swollen flesh line on Moreau's body to make it even wetter and slipperier. "Mmm... Abi." Moreau murmured almost a wild moan. Unconditional courage made the whole brief experience feel wonderful. Forbidden. And yet, challenging. The fingers of Moreau's hand involuntarily formed a light squeeze. Abihirt had something to offer, she w

Waking up with the same person beside her was the single most impossible part. Moreau knew how she would not get such a sight in the morning. Abihirt might have left the room too early so as not to arouse suspicion, or perhaps the man had other important business to attend to instead of just waiting for her to wake up, then they would act like this forbidden relationship was something to be condoned. It wasn't. Moreau grunted while rubbing her face roughly, just for a moment... then one arm slowly grazed the surface of the bed. An instinctive gesture, but one that led her to find something furry and soft, grabbed it, and was transfixed for a few moments. A stuffed panda. Moreau couldn't imagine how Barbara would react upon learning that something the woman had picked up was back where it belonged. At the very least, they would involve arguments; fierce, sometimes painful; and Moreau would always give in, while her mother could walk aw

"Are you sure you don't want it, Amiga? The savory combination of cheese and mayonnaise is truly unmatched. You'll regret not trying it just once." Not knowing how many times Moreau said she wasn't in the best situation to deal with Juan's voracious appetite. The jumbo-sized burger in the man's hand had already gone through one bite, spilling into the oral cavity and facing a passive shock... that wouldn't stop Juan's mouth from simply moving. The man was unusually in the middle of an enthusiastic outburst to tease her. Every now and then Moreau would brush off whatever Juan was trying to present so close. The man didn't run out of ideas even if the struggle seemed futile. Moreau always managed to escape from some sort of coercive action—not any sort of real escape; just sometimes giving Juan a light pinch to get the man to shut up, then going back to sitting back in the restaurant chair. Mo

"Do you still have feelings for him or what?" Juan's question didn't sound like the sympathetic thread of their hose ride in the open space. Moreau was relieved that she didn't have to deal with anything anymore. It had been quite a long day. The matter of Froy was no longer relevant to her life. She didn't want to continue to be overshadowed by the past, the relationship, and everything that was done. Juan shouldn't have asked, whether the man was still overwhelmed with curiosity or whether Moreau still harbored a lot of arid feelings. She didn't. She would never admit it. Not after Froy had taken such a big role. That man had been playing with fire in the background. If only Moreau hadn't fallen into the need to vent all forms of feelings that day. She probably would have never come face to face with Abihirt. Would not have slept with the man the night before her mother's wedding. Moreau pursed her lip

Questions lurked in Moreau's mind as she went through the various health protocols. Everything was given to her by Abihirt. The man even sprayed disinfectant almost all over their bodies, ensuring that she agreed to wear a full set of protective clothing. There were masks and gloves... currently being focused on wrapping around Moreau's palms, which were finally clean, though she wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. "Why do I have to wear all this?" she asked slowly. Abihirt almost finished, then glanced over briefly. "You want to meet a panda, this is what you need to get done." Moreau had thought the man wouldn't say anything. Now she understood a bit about the security process. Not too deeply. There were still a few things left to ask. "Why?" For Moreau, this was a kind of strict rule. She was not used to being in this kind o