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2024-11-24 00:17:56Morgan's point of view
“What the fuck just happened?” My eyes turned red with fury.“You are a fool who doesn't know how to respect women. How dare you try to molest me?” She yelled.
What! I just saved her... But that still didn't excuse her behavior; how dare she?
“I just saved you from those men, and I'm rewarded with a slap.” I huffed.
Just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse. First, my father threatened me because of one lousy employee and now I got hit by a drunken woman I had just saved. I blamed everything on the employee. She had ruined my day from the very beginning. I hissed loudly as I thought of that.
“She will definitely pay for all this, I swear.”
“You know I caught my boyfriend cheating on me with a broad, handsome man." The drunken woman's voice jolted me out of my murderous thoughts.
I turned to walk away. I wasn't keen on hanging around her, not after she slapped me. I heard her wobbling behind me, but I couldn't care less.
We walked out early when the moonlight cast a small glow on our faces.
“Wait up, Arghh!” The woman yelled and grabbed the hem of my shirt.
I visibly shook with rage. I turned to give her a piece of my mind when I caught a glimpse of her face. Her eyes were dim, a proof that she wore medicated glasses.
“Where are your glasses?” I asked, not that it was any of my business or that I cared.
“I…I misplaced it, I guess,” she replied.
“That's your business, woman, I said, turning towards my car.
“Wait… Why would you leave a drunk woman all alone in a dark alley? Something bad could have happened to me. I can't really see clearly, you know.” She slurped her words.
“Not my business. You have the energy to slap me; sure, you can make your way out of here,” I yelled at her. The anger is resonating through me.
“Please,” she pleaded. “My car is just over there,” she pointed.
I sucked in a breath and followed her directions.
She hopped into the driver's seat, and as soon as she got in, she dozed off, her head lolling to the side. I wanted to leave her, but guilt gnawed at the back of my mind.
Leaving her to drive alone in this condition could be worse than hell; I guess I shouldn't do that. I breathed a sigh of frustration as I carried her to the back seat. I hopped into the driver's seat and drove off. It then dawned on me that I didn't even know her place.
Holy hell!
"What's your address?"
I asked, but she was already fast asleep, a soft snore escaping her lips. I slammed my hand hard on the wheel. How worse could today go?
I couldn't believe I was stuck with this drunk secretary who single-handed ruined my day. I had no choice but to take her somewhere safe, and since I had no idea where she was staying, a hotel seemed like the best option.
I pulled up into the hotel parking lot and carried her into the lobby, ignoring the curious glances of the staff. \
“Stop looking at me, like I stole your clothes," I replied to a staff member who kept staring at me. I had gotten to the room already as I laid her on the bed.
"Where..where am I?"
She slurred, glancing at me with a curious expression.
"You're safe; just go to sleep."
I sighed and turned to leave, but she held onto my clothes.
"What now?"
I groaned inwardly.
"Please stay."
She was pleased, tears stinging at the corners of her eyes. I scoffed, but as I looked at her, something in me softened. Maybe it was the way she looked so vulnerable and lost.
“Men need to learn how to stick to one gender. Just because they're handsome doesn't mean they should get both.”
She sucked, and I remembered her statement from earlier. Something about her boyfriend cheating on her.
“You're heartbroken,” I muttered. She shifted her gaze at me, and a smile curled up on her lips.
“You're so cute.” She pouted her lips and shifted on the bed. .
“And I got fired again. My life is so miserable." She laughed with sobs.
She tried standing up, stumbled, and ended up falling on my lap.
"Fuckk,” I groaned. My instincts screamed at me to push her off, but surprisingly, I didn't. Instead, I just let her there, but what she did next caught me off guard.
“You smell so nice.”
She tugged on my collar and started sniffing me. “I wonder if you taste the same,” she slurred.
“Stop it”
I yelled, but she didn't. I felt her lips on my neck, and my groin throbbed. I grabbed her hair, pushing her back as I stared into her eyes.
“Don't tempt me,” I breathed, and she smiled—the seductive kind of smile—and that was all it took. I slammed my lips on hers and devoured her hungrily.
Guilt weighed on me instantly. This isn't right. She is drunk. I broke the kiss and jerked off immediately. A frown crept onto her face.
“Why? I need more.”
“You're drunk; you'll hate me when you wake up tomorrow.” I was about to stand up from bed when she grabbed my arm.
“None of this will matter in the morning.”
She replied as she kissed me again, this time more deeply.
“Fuck”
I groaned, kissing her with a ravaging hunger. I broke the kiss, hiking her dress up as I tore her pants.
So fucking tight
A soft moan escaped her lips.
How much would I pay to hear that sound again?
I pushed her back on the bed, and I hovered above her, pulling up my shorts.
Her eyes widened at the sight of me.
“I won't hurt you.”
My voice came out in a huff as I thrust into her.
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