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My eyes fluttered on the bed, and I stared up at the ceiling. It happened. The man called Aaron finally gave in to his desires and fucked my brains out. It was surreal, and it was the most amazing experience I’ve ever had, as far as sex is concerned. He knew his way in the bed, and that alone was a blessing in disguise, and being the decent human being made it even better. He was a ten, and never in my wildest dream did I think I would ever cross paths with someone like him.I will not forget about him for a long time.Monday was still far away, but Aaron wasn’t.I pulled myself up from the bed to sit down and glance at the gorgeous man sleeping beside me. Sure, I didn’t love him, and he didn’t love me, but to an extent, I felt such a stronger connection with him than I ever felt with another person. Perhaps I was crazy, or I was thinking too much.He felt safe. That alone made me feel comfortable enough to trust my body and mind to him, and I haven’t regretted doing that yet.I glance
He grabbed me by the shoulder and helped me onto my feet, capturing my mouth between his and snaking his tongue in to get the taste of his release lingering therein. His hands cupped my heavy breast while his mouth wandered to my neck, kissing and sucking on the flesh thereon. I moaned helplessly, wanting more and knowing he would give it to me. His mouth moved to capture my nipples, and after torturing them for what seemed like forever, he dropped to his knees.“You smell so good, gorgeous.” He moaned, his voice vibrating against my throbbing and needy pussy. I bit my lips and moaned, pressing my head against the wall as my lashes fluttered. He lifted my leg and placed it on his shoulder, and in the next second, I felt the flick of his tongue. My leg on the floor shook from weakness as my reaction surged through me at his action.This god of a man was on his knees, between my legs, pleasuring me. I whimpered when he pressed his tongue against my slit, and my eyes stayed shut, mentally
“And that was how I crashed my little sister’s wedding.” I concluded the long story I had been telling with a giggle.I had told him part of the story the night we met at the club, but never got to tell him the full story. We dived into little talks and soft touches after waking up, cradled against each other. One thing led to another, and we ended up going back to what took me to the club alone the night we first met. My family’s betrayal.His eyes twitched in fascination as he beheld me. “That was brave of you.”I nodded and added a mild shrug. “It was long overdue, but because of that rebellion, I no longer have a sister and a mother.”“You never had them in the first place,” he said.I sat up and folded my legs in yoga style, holding the bedsheet under my armpit to cover my upper body. “Enough about me. Tell me about you. Any brother? Sister? Lover?”He hesitated, and my eyes weakened. “Please don’t have a lover.”His eyes narrowed at me, but I continued to speak: “It’s not because
I woke in bed to see the day had broken. It was finally Monday, and a part of me wished this day wouldn’t come because I knew what it meant. Monday meant returning to our normal lives. This life, although brief, felt more real than anything I’ve ever experienced in all my twenty-one years of existence. It made sense why I didn’t want to let it go.Even the best of things has an end, I’ve been told, and this would not be any different. I had to prepare myself to get back to my real life, the one that waited for me outside this beautiful penthouse. Would it be so wrong to stay longer? He affected me the same way I affected him, so I wouldn’t be overstepping in wanting to stay, but this was my heart talking and not my head. I knew better than to overstay my welcome.The part of my senses that took notice of my surroundings finally kicked in, and I realised Aaron wasn’t in bed with me. It was weird considering he was nowhere in the room, either. That didn’t deter my plans. Today was my las
Part two Five years later. “I heard you might get lecturer of the year with the pace you’re heading.” Daniel Spear spoke, falling in line with me as I made my way from the lecture hall and towards my office, which was on the left side of the staff room. I rolled my eyes, but my cheeks heated at his bold proclamation. “I’m just doing my job, Mr Spears,” I answered. “You’re doing more than your job. The students love your class, and you have held record-breaking attendance at the university ever since you came. Let’s not forget that you broke a record for being the youngest professor this institution has ever had. These are more than mere proclamations,” he gushed out in awe. My cheeks were burning at this point. Okay, he was right. I’ve been lecturing at Stanford University on courses in medicine for the past two years, and I’ve secured three awards so far. The first was the youngest professor the university ever had; the second was the most engaging lecturer; and the third was the
I remember the day Lionel overdosed. I came with Zion to visit, just like we had initially planned, only to find him unconscious, face down on the floor, with a needle plunged into his arm.I called the emergency line immediately to come over to the house. I didn’t let Zion in, and neither did I let him see Lionel when the medic came to take him away, because I feared that would leave a negative mark on him.We were, fortunately, able to stabilise him, and the doctors told us he had injected more doses of heroin than his system could carry. I told them he was clean, but they told me he might have stumbled back into abuse and felt too ashamed to tell me. The doctor told me if I had gotten to him later than I had, he wouldn’t have made it.Lionel pulled out of the state of unconsciousness a few weeks later. I came with Zion over to the hospital to visit, and there I met with Betty, Tatiana, and Owen for the first time in years. I will not forget the look Betty gave me and Zion that day,
We came home, and I helped Zion change and freshen up. We ate, and then we did his homework. I sat next to Zion after tucking him in bed, stroked the side of his face, and then bid him good night.“Sweet dreams, okay?” He nodded, and I leaned in and placed a kiss on his forehead before leaving his room for mine.I had assignments and projects to grade, and I had to do them tonight as I would turn them in tomorrow.I entered the bed, wore my glasses, and gathered the papers and books on the nightstand onto my legs. Thirty minutes into my grading, I heard my phone buzzing on the nightstand, and I reached for it. I saw Diya’s ID on the screen, and I didn’t hesitate to pick it up.“I’m engaged!” were the first words that came into my ears, her voice high and glass-shattering. I didn’t need to see her to know she was grinning from cheek to cheek.“Oh wow, congratulations! Greg finally decided to put a ring on it.”“He did! I’m over the moon with excitement!” she squealed.“Have you called y
I gathered the assignment into my hands, grabbed my bag, and locked the car before heading towards my office.“You’re almost late,” I heard the famous voice of Daniel say from behind, and I groaned, not wanting to start a long talk with him this morning about how or why I was almost late.“Good morning, Daniel.” I tried a calm tone, and luckily, it worked.“Let me help you with that,” he offered, but unlike other times, I shook my head. It wasn’t his job to lessen my burden, and I didn’t want him to get used to it.“I’m almost at my office,” I pointed out as the reason I didn’t want his help.“Come on. I know you’ve got this under control and can do it all on your own, but I want to help.”Knowing there was no winning for Daniel, I paused and turned to him, clenching the books in my hand.“You will not let this rest if I don’t give in, will you?” I demanded, a frown coming into my face.He grinned. “You already know me so well.”I handed him the pile of books in my hand and began headi