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First Night

Penulis: Kela
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2022-12-23 22:18:18

Claire saw the man came closer to her.

His face is moving towards hers. Her eyes widened and panicked.

What do I do? Should I scream? Should I kick him?

She did neither of what she thought.

When his face is an inch away from her, Claire has found her voice.

"No! No, Sir! This is---”  Claire’s plead was cut off.

The man kissed her again and again and again.

His hands started roaming around her body. Then untangled the ribbon of her apron. 

The man pulled her apron little by little. 

When the strap of her apron was removed from her waist, he took the piece of cloth and rolled it with his one hand, and threw it away while kissing her.

Then he continued undressing her!

First button...

Second button...

Third button...

On the last button of her dress, his magnificent hands went up to her breast, and he kneaded it!

Claire gasped loudly.

Then his lips went down to her neck and down to the cheek of her breast.

A slight moan escaped her lips!

"No, please stop it, Sir!" Claire pleaded again, but the man did not listen to her.

He just continued what he was doing.

Then his expert hand went to her back to unclasp her bra. 

He successfully unclasped her bra. He then removed it, and he kneaded her breast.

He kissed it.

He sucked it simultaneously.

He was like a baby who's been hungry for a day!

Then, a loud moan escaped from her.

She kept on moaning and moaning! Then the guy’s hand went down to her!

"Nooooo! Please!" Claire said suddenly and stopped the man’s hand.

The man looked at her and smiled.

"But your body is telling me to go on. Do I really have to stop now?" and touched her.

A loud moan. "Nooooo, please!"

"Do you really want me to stop?" 

"Noooooooo!" 

"What 'no'?"

"Please don't stop! Please!"

He smiled, " Your wish is my command."

He successfully removed all her dress. He stood up and looked at her as if memorizing every inch of her body.

“You’re so beautiful.” The man commented.

He came back and began kissing every inch of her.

He took her hand and put it on his. 

She began caressing him, and a loud moan was released from his mouth, so the guy punished her and entered his finger in her! 

It kept on moving and moving until she begged for more!

She also moved her hand to return the favor!

So the guy couldn't control it! "You're all wet! I'm going to enter now!"

So he placed his on hers, and on the first thrust, he couldn’t enter hers, but he kept on pushing and pulling! 

Claire felt a little pain on hers, but when he fully entered her and thrust in her the pain was replaced with pleasure!

They've done it for several times and several positions. Claire felt like she was an expert even though it was her first time doing it with someone.

The guy fell asleep. He looked at the guy and memorized his all.

She touched his face. She took his hand, and kissed it for the last time.

"I know what we did was bad. This will just be a one night stand. I can't say that I was raped because I've loved it. I love how you made me special. I love how you made me a woman. I love how you made me beautiful. I love how you made me  feel loved. I love how ----"

"Grace" the guy murmured in his sleep

"So yeah, back to reality. Bye" tears fell from her cheek.

She  took her clothes and took her things and left the room.

3 hours passed by. I have to go! Gina's cart is no longer here! And it's already 8 in the evening!

Vladimir suddenly woke up. 

"Graaaaace!" Vladimir shouted. He jolted and touched the other side of the bed.  "Where's Gra----" Vladimir’s head was aching! He can't move an inch! 

So he lay down again! 

“Where are you, Grace. I know you were here! I still can feel you! Where are you? Where did you go?" Then he felt a slight sting at his back, so he touched it! "Ouch!" 

He remembered last night Grace scratched his back! He was sure of it! 

"Now I am certain that Grace was really here last night!" But he can't move an inch because of his headache! So, he stayed on his bed.

"Damn, headache," and he called room service for his breakfast and medicine.

After thirty minutes, his door rang, so he had to open the door to get his food and get rid of his headache! 

He removed the blanket off of him, and then he saw blood on his bed!

He was puzzled. Why would blood be all over his bed! 

"It's not from my scratch! The blood is on my pillow! Who's--- Grace?"

 But she wasn't a virgin the first time we made love!  And we've been fu***ng for almost every day when we were together, so it's impossible for her to---

“I am not Grace, Sir."

Vladimir remembered a scene.

Goodness!

Then with his head ached, he suddenly wore his clothes without taking a bath. I went to the door and took the food and medicine he asked.

He ate a little and drank the medicine.

I need to think straight.

He called his secretary after drinking his medicine.

“Lyn, get the CCTV footage of last night on this building. “ Vladimir commanded.

After 5 minutes, the footage he asked for was sent to his phone. 

Then he looked at the girl. 

Zoomed in the face, and he saw that it really was not Grace! 

She looked like her because of her eyes, but she is really not Grace!

He called the housekeeping department and asked for the woman’s name who cleaned his room.

"It's Mary Gina Cordova and Claire Samaniego, Mr. Villazanta." Paul, the Head Security manager of the hotel, told him.  

"Okay," Vladimir said.

He then called his secretary to get the information of the two women.

Kela

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