All Chapters of 365 Days Of Pleasure: Please Me!: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Yes?”, I squeak out, pulling Luca to lie down on me. At this point, the space between us is no longer there. I pull him close as much as possible to prevent the girl from seeing him. However, to my dismay, her footsteps only shuffle closer to the couch. I shut my eyes tight, anticipating the shock on her face once she catches me and Luca in the compromising position. I break out into cold sweat, my clammy hands fishing a handful of Luca’s shirt. However, right before she would gaze over the couch, I feel Luca’s weight dissipate. The ruffle of his shirt against my skin is no longer lingering as the man vanishes into thin air. My eyes blink open to find my arms hanging midair, open, as they had been hugging him closely just a second ago. Sandy’s tired face peeps over the couch. Immediately, my hands fall to my sides limply. She scans the room curiously, her brows drawn together. It’s as if she’s searching for something but isn’t quite sure what exactly. My shaky hands sho

“Though, it’s rare. It’s still not impossible. It happens in some patients with a heart transplant.”, I cross my arms over my chest, my ears picking on every word he utters. Doctor Lee rises from the bed, and waddles to the nightstand. He rummages through the array of medications scattered across its surface, his eyes scanning the labels. Finally, he picks up a specific bottle and holds it up. The soft light illuminates the prescription label on the bottles. “This one," I feel Jamie's gaze on me, seeking answers. But I’m just as curious and concerned. “This is why she’ll be experiencing sleep walking. However, it doesn’t mean that she needs to discontinue its use”, Doctor Lee returns the bottle to its precise spot among the scattered medications. His eyes linger on it for a moment before he turns to us. “Well, that must’ve been alarming”, he chuckles. “Sometimes it slips my mind to let the family and guardian of the patients know about the medication’s effects.”, h

As Zane speaks, I find myself drawn to the movement of his lips, the small action intriguing me. Their soft skin bounce against each other with every heavy word he utters. I rest my elbow in my palm, my wide eyes fixed on Zane. I’m the background, the coffee shop’s loud chatter interrupts our conversation. However, my ears could only catch the voice of Zane amidst the noise. My inquisitive eyes trace the contours of his face. They drift from his strong jawline to the subtle curve of his nose. How do these people achieve such grace and beauty? And those captivating lips. Gosh, it’s unfair. I know I’m not the only one attracted to this kind of beauty. I could hear faint whispers and giggles from the girls sitting at the table from across us. And from my peripheral vision, they curse and scoff once they notice my presence. I won’t lie, I'm swept away by this man’s out worldly beauty too. My heartbeat picks up its pace, thumping ceaselessly in my chest. A flutter rises in my c

I gaze up at him, genuine fear etched on my face. For the first time, I didn’t know what to expect from him and his monstrous cock. His eyes are already devouring me before he can even start executing his plans. He bends to my eye level and pecks my lips. Then, his fingers wrap gently around my neck and he carefully lifts me up. I’m drawn to his red orbs that seem to capture me in the moment. My heart rams into my rib cage as I watch the veins on Luca’s neck darken, traveling up to his face. A smirk plays on his lips and I quickly notice the two sharp fangs protruding from his perfect rows of teeth. Is he going to kill me or something? I’m skeptical of the whole thing, however, I don’t do the only thing I’m supposed to do in the moment—remain calm. Although I’m fighting the urge to scream, deep down, I’m scared to see this side of him. Is he always this scary? Luca's grip on my neck relaxes, his fingers leaving behind a fluttery sensation on my skin. He takes a step back,

Luca’s car screeches to a stop in front of my house. The soft hum of the car’s engine only seems to increase the tension between us. I fear he would want to address what he’d heard me thinking of earlier. So throughout the drive, I make sure to avoid conversations. But most importantly his eyes. The evening shadows cast a grim glow on the quiet streets, mirroring the chaos simmering inside me. Luca turns off the ignition silently. His eyes locked on me, he analyzes every tiny detail about me. From my restless blinking to my fidgeting hands. The sound of the rain pattering against the windshield only adds to my discomfort. He shifts in his seat, his hand instinctively reaching for mine. But at the last second, he hesitates. My mind sighs in relief. I know that in this very moment, should he touch me, my fragile heart would explode if not nearly end me. I have fought my hardest to not let him see behind this facade. It’ll be great work to pick it up again if it crumbles