Romances de PECUIHE LUXE

SOPHIA (9) Before we fully got the chance to catch our breaths, Liora got a call. Turned out she was needed for something and needed to leave immediately. “Playtime’s over. See you later.” She kissed me goodbye and left. I couldn’t help but watched her ass jiggle softly as she strode by and peeked at the slit of her cunt when she bent to pick up her discarded swimsuit. With a satiated smile, I leaned back against the lounger to bask in the sun for a while. An hour after Liora drove out, cold began to trickle in, and I knew it was time to get out of the pool. I grabbed my swimsuit and, like Liora, didn’t bother with putting it on. On getting to my bedroom, there was an envelope on the bed. My first thought was Liora had left it behind in a hurry. I quickly called her. “If you know you forgot something, you better be on your way back.” “What?” “A document.” “No, I don’t think that’s for me. Look at the content and then call me back.” The line clicked dead. True to her word,

SOPHIA (8) The next day when the house was completely empty, Liora and I decided to take the afternoon off with a dip in the grand pool. Her family had gone into the city for some meeting about the launch and the staff had the day off. So it was just the two of us left. The pool had an infinity edge and it overlooked the ocean. Wearing a simple black bikini, Liora wore a tiny red one that barely covered anything. If anything, I would say she was playing at something to tease me. We floated on the loungers for a while, sipping cold drinks and talking about random shit like classes and the coming resumption. But deep down, what I wanted to do wasn’t just talk. I wanted to trace my tongue along the lines of her bikini and find her sweet spot. The conversation was just a distraction. Perhaps a healthy one. Eventually, Liora slid into the water and swam over to me. She rested her arms on the edge of my lounger while she stared at me with a half-smile, one I’d learned to associate

SOPHIA (7) “We do?” I asked, stunned at the reveal. How come had no one notified me of this? Then I recalled Julian mentioning it during dinner and me being too occupied by Liora’s sweet torture to dwell upon what it meant. Was Derek going to be the male model?Startling as the news was, I’d give anything to see him in less clothing. I swallowed. “Well, okay.”When I got to the door, he didn’t move right away. “I saw the test shots. You looked incredible.” Then his voice dropped like he was sharing a secret. “Almost as good as when I walked in on you earlier.”The words made a beeline for my pussy, reigniting the fire I thought had settled. He stepped closer, forcing me to tilt my head higher to look into his eyes. “As much as I loved watching Liora touch you under the table, I want you for myself.”With that he turned and left, leaving me to stare at the sculptured muscles of his retreating back in shock. What just happened? *•••*Derek led me down to the private fitting room

SOPHIA (6)I was still shaking from the orgasm when the bedroom door swung open without a knock and someone walked in.I almost jumped out of my skin as I took a closer look and identified them.It was none other than Derek, Liora’s older brother.“WHAT THE HELL?!” I shrieked, reaching desperately for the duvet to yank it over my exposed flesh.He had walked in on me while my fingers were still buried between my legs.This was worse than falling over in front of your crush for fucking sake. I didn’t think anything else could be worse at that point.“What the fuck, Derek!” I snapped again, my whole body burning with humiliation. “You cannot just walk in like that. This is a girls' room for crying out loud!”He was still at the doorway. Frozen. With eyes wide.When he finally recovered, he backed away slowly.“I’m sorry,” he said, but the lines around the sides of his mouth were crinkled in what I hoped was not amusement.“You’re sorry? Is it worth going to change the fact that you lack

SOPHIA (5) I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand. I was back in the bedroom and wondering how the hell I even did it last night. The memory came in parts. After Liora and I had finished, we’d grabbed something to drink and staggered back into bed. I rubbed my eyes and looked at my phone. It was my mother. Still half-asleep and groggy, I answered.“Hey, Mom.” “Honey, how’s everything at Liora’s place?” Her voice was tired. “Listen, I need you to stay there a little longer. Elena’s going through a rough divorce with Marcus, and it’s getting messy with the lawyers. I do not want you coming home to all that drama right now.” I sat up, the sleep slowly clearing out of my eyes. “How bad is it?” “Bad enough that she’s staying with us for a while. That scum of a man she married isn’t even remorseful for breaking the poor girl’s heart. I knew there was something off about him from the start. He can go back to his whoring ex now.” I rubbed my temple just as a head

SOPHIA (4)After we exited the studio, we went upstairs to freshen up. I took a little nap which stretched to dusk and just as I rolled out of bed, someone announced it was time for dinner. A few minutes after dinner, Liora texted me to meet her in the studio downstairs. The rest of the house was quiet as most of the staff had gone to bed.I walked in wearing a night robe over my underwear. For some reason, my heart beat fast against my chest. What was it about meeting Liora in the studio that had me anxious? She was just a friend… nothing more. Right? As soon as I walked in, she locked the door behind me. “Don’t tell me you have a grand secret you want to show me. Did you murder someone?”She giggled. “Relax. I want you to go stand over there.”I did, not without a murmur. “I wouldn’t put it past you.”It was at that moment I took a chance to take a good look at her. She was in a silk slip with her hair down, looking too innocent. “I want you to check a few pieces out. They had