Isabella was in her late twenties, she narrated to me her story of how she met Dario her husband who happened to be Victor's best friend, she further told me about how she had a crush on him and one day when his brother brought him home drunk, she took care of Dario and both of them weren't able to keep their feelings and lust under check and ended up having sex. "Trust me, he was too angry," I looked at her imagining how he would have kicked his own friend's ass for daring to sleep with his sister. She continued, "and after a huge drama he approved our relationship and here we are, two years of a successful marriage. I love Dario and I love Victor more because he doesn't show but he silently takes care of his loved ones," She said pressing the back of my palm and I saw assurance in her eyes that he will care for me too. "It must not be a new concept for you as I guess you already know this," I won't lie but he has taken care of me in his way. "Hey I'm going to call you olive if yo
WARNING: NOT FOR VIRGIN EYES. DON'T READ IF YOU ARE NOT A SMUT READER.I knew I was doing a mistake, I hated myself for wanting him, I hated him for having control over my body. His hot breath over my face sent shivers down my body with the thought that what's next, his blue eyes not masking his emotions. He wasn't joking, he was serious about this. His eyes blazing with fire and lust. I was trapped in his embrace, still. My whole body not making a movement except my bosom heaving for a touch. His touch. Every cell in my body wanted his touch like a nomad in search of an oasis, to feel him against me. My fingers were tingling to clasp with his. I gulped and my eyes went to his lips, my gaze licking his lips, touching them and biting on them. One day I'll sink my teeth in them. You said you don't do kisses, I'll make sure your mouth doesn't come around me, I will not be the only one to suffer in this. "You get to only put your dick inside me," I declared. His brows arched in confu
Warning! Warning! Warning! My breath caught in my throat. His lips lightly brushed against my ears and went down to the nape of my neck, it felt like an illusion as his softness barely touched my skin. My heart hammering with the intensity of his thrusts, everything was taking over my senses, my eyes closed and his lips near my ears. He stayed there, his hands gripping the granite. BreathsHeavingPantingThe room was filled with our heavy breaths, my mouth around his neck, he didn't push me away from him. And I stayed there sinking my teeth. He kept on pushing himself deep inside me. Every inch of his front brushed against mine with each thrust. His hot breath on my bare shoulder sent electricity down my spine. I was close, so close. And he stopped. My eyes snapped open and my jaws hung down. Our gazes locked, his eyes finding something in my eyes. Irritation was evident in my eyes. He knew that I was close but he pulled out intentionally. My breaths came out as pants and withou
It was like a slap on my face, every time I walked, every time I took a step forward, as the soreness was killing me, my insides felt empty, or in other words, I was still able to feel him inside me. The last thing I wanted tonight. He was long gone, Bella was maybe downstairs with Dario. I don't know what made her leave. I looked at my reflection. Everything looked in place, my hair, my makeup and even my dress but my insides screamed of sex and a fantastic orgasm. I stepped out of the restroom dragging myself out, my insides fuming with anger that asshole must have thought that he has won the jackpot. I wish he falls from somewhere so that I have never seen his face again.The living area was dimly lit, even the silence felt like it was coming to eat you up. Did he leave me here at his sister's place? No, no he can't. He was the one to bring me here. I don't think so he'll do something stupid like this but why do you even care Olivia, you are not a child. You know the address of
The aching in my skull ebbed and flew like a cold tide, yet the pain was always there. I understood at once why they call it a hangover, for it feels as if the blackest of clouds are over your head with no intention of clearing until late afternoon.I turn to my left, the direct rays of sun hitting my face, making me groan on my bed, I pulled my pillow closer to me and a sharp pain coming from right between my legs engulfed me. I was sore, no wonder his size did this to me. Memories of last night flashed in my head, the heat, passion, lust and need. Everything came all at once and the way his eyes looked into mine. The mere thought of last night burned my body on fire. Last night without a word, he dropped me back at the mansion and left without waiting for me to step inside. I noticed the frown on his face, something was up with him, I wanted to ask but wasn't able to find the guts to do so. My phone pinged with text messages, but I ignored them and strode towards the restroom, I
I looked up at the slanting rays of the setting sun that gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. The sky was ablaze with the fire of the setting sun. I looked to my left, in an hour I have emptied two packets of cigarettes. My body was craving nicotine; the realise of dopamine in the brain was craving more dopamine. It's proved the longer you have been smoking, the more dopamine you need to feel good. You become dependent on nicotine.I took the last drag of the roll between my fingers, my eyes bloodshot red from too much smoking. My head was a mess, and I left smoking as I was getting addicted to it but today it was different after so long I was feeling pain deep down there.Among eight billion people I felt alone. The back of my mouth itching from too much smoking.I was at my mom's graveyard. The only place left is my home. The place where I feel there's someone next to me. I often came here to organise my thoughts, for some reason being around deceased ones eased my mind. My fingers
I had no idea how long it has been since I was there, a sharp pain shooted through my brain followed by my stomach and spread through my body. I was lying on something soft maybe a bed, my eyes snapped open trying to study my surrounding and fell on the silhouette of two people speaking, "Sir, she'll wake up anytime," My vision was hazy but even in the blur I knew it was him in his signature coat.I tried to lift my fingers, it felt like I have been drinking for so long, I should have not smoked. Whoever the male doctor who may be checked me was speaking to him, "Everything is fine. There's nothing serious ifs stress and she was on an empty stomach for a long time and too much nicotine affected her badly," I remembered how I was skipping my meals because of all the mishaps in my life. The room seemed like a hotel room with pastel colour walls, a sleek interior and elegant furnishing.I tried to mouth something but failed and from somewhere he knew that I was up, his eyes met mine. "I'
His lips were touching the most sensitive part of my body; my neck. His one hand was around my waist and the other hand rests next to my right thigh. His lips felt like caresses to the sting his teeth spread through my body. His long soft hair brushed my lower chin sending me tingles, it wasn't a simple biting, it was eating, his lips exerting a kind of pressure declaring possession. I should be stopping him, stopping him from thinking I belong to him but my hands simply stayed there clenching the sheets tightly. I should be pushing myself but no I wanted more. I wanted him to never stop. My eyes closed and I threw my head back giving him more excess and he lapped my skin. Victor Amuso was doing things to me. God if he won't stop I'll be a moaning mess anytime. The pressure, passion, biting, sucking. It was too much. All of this was too much.God! it was too much, the more I want him out of my system. The more he was becoming part of it. I'd be lying if I say I wasn't liking it. It