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2022-12-23 22:04:40Claire felt that the man’s hug loosened. The moment he let go of her, Claire felt empty.
He’s still holding her when he looked at and said “I've missed you so bad, Love. I thought I was not going to see you again. I've been praying for this day to come! Every year, for four years, I've been hoping to see you. To hold you. To kiss you. To make love with you.” The man stopped and sighed.
She gasped.
“Every year, I've been coming here to this place on the same day at the same time to wait for you. Every year I've been praying for you to come back, and here you are in my arms." Claire felt that the hug tightened again, and his hand slowly touched her face.
"I love you, Grace. I still do! And I don't want you to leave me again" The next thing the man did was unexpected.
He suddenly kissed her!
Claire's eyes widened from the shock she felt.
She tried to push the man, but she failed.
He’s too tall and too strong for her.
Just like how fast she kissed her, that’s how fast his lips also left her and looked at her in the eyes.
"I wanna make love with you," The man said dreamily and kissed her again.
The man deepened the kiss.
Claire was too stunned to move.
The man left her lips and slowly went down and kissed her neck.
"Nooooooo! Please, Sir! I am not Grace! Please look at me! Sir, ple--------" Claire’s plea cutoff when he kissed her again.
The man touched her everywhere. From her back down to her wasit and hips, then he touched her face again.
She keeps on struggling, but the man is too strong!
He stopped kissing her again and looked at her lovingly.
"I really miss you! I want to make love with you everywhere in this room," The man said huskily and started kissing her neck again.
"Sir, please! Please, I'm begging you!" Claire said pleadingly.
But the man still kissed her.
A sob came out from her mouth and tears started falling from her eyes.
The man stopped and looked at her. He then saw her tears falling from her eyes.
The man touched her face.
His look so lost.
"I'm so sorry, Grace! I am very sorry! I don’t want to --- I’m so sorry. You can leave now, Grace.” The man said regretfully.
Claire sobbed and stood up.
"I am very sorry, but I am not Grace, Sir," Claire sobbingly said.
She stood up and walked towards the door. She was about to open the door when she felt the man hug her from behind.
" Grace, please don't leave me. Not again," The man said dramatically.
She can feel how near the man’s face is to her because she felt the man’s breathe fanning her face. She smelled a mixed scent of alcohol and his breath.
He turned Claire’s body towards him.
Leaned his head on Claire’s shoulder and pleaded.
“Please don’t leave me again. Please, please stay. Please love me.”
Claire saw tears falling from his eyes. The man is so vulnerable
He looks so sad and unwanted.
The tears are running down his reddish cheeks.
He looked at her, and Claire saw his ocean-like eyes looked darker and more painful.
What happened to you? Why did your woman leave you? Why do you look so lost? Why do you look so broken and unwanted?
"Don't leave me, please."
She pitied the man.
She wanted to be with him for the night, but it was wrong. From the moment he touched, hugged, and kissed her, all those things shouldn’t have happened.
I don’t even know his name!
I don’t even know anything about him!
Yes! I’ve loved you, but I’m sorry. We need to stop.
I need to stop myself, before I regret everything.
Claire removed the man’s hands from her waist.
"No, Grace, please." And kissed her again. The man carried her towards the bed.
I can’t refuse this man’s love anymore.
Claire gave in and started responding to the kisses of the man
While carrying her, the man kissed her neck, lips, check going back to her lips.
She tried responding, but she was too inexperienced to do so. So, she just put her arms on the man’s nape.
Then man seemed to like her response and deepened the kiss even more. His lips lasted on her lips while he was gently laying her down on the bed.
For a moment, their lips parted suddenly, Claire missed his lips on hers.
Claire opened her eyes to search for the man, and he saw the man removing every piece of his clothes.
Claire’s eyes widened with what he saw from his head down.
She gulped and cleared her throat, and decided just to close her eyes.
OhMG! What should I do?
Claire opened her eyes once again and now looked at the man in front of her.
The guy’s face is not only the masterpiece but also his body! His six-pack abs are so toned! His chest is so beautiful! His hair on his abs are way too sexy, and his---
Claire coughed.
Thank God he still has pants on!
Her jaw literally dropped. She just decided to roam her eyes to the other part of his body, and there she realized that the man had no tattoo anywhere on his body! No piercing, just hair on his lower abdomen.
Claire! Your eyes! Gosh!
She saw how nice his body was. Then she came back from reality when only his underwear was left.
"Woooooah! Wait, sir! Wait! What do you think you’re doing?"
The man stopped for a second and slowly came towards her and said
"I think I already told you" then a smirk formed his lips.
The man who was crying a while ago was gone instantly!
“Do you want me to repeat it?” He came closer towards Claire until he reached her ear.
“I. Wanna. Make. Love. With. You.” The man said sexily and huskily then looked at her eyes again.
Little gasped escaped from her mouth.
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