Mag-log inClaire cleared her throat. "He's coming," she said over the phone. "Oh, Claire," Victoria replied with a bored tone. "Yeah, you should leave a message. I'll tell him you called," Claire said. Victoria let out an annoying scoff. "So now you answer his calls?" Victoria asked. Claire rolled her eyes. "He's my man, of course I can answer his calls." Victoria laughed mockingly. "You're so desperate, little girl. Just because he fucked you, now you think he's your man? Let me tell you something: you don't know that man can never love you, dear." "Well, keep lying to yourself, Miss," Claire said, rolling her eyes. She didn't understand why she was listening to Victoria's nonsense. "You're the one who's desperate for a man who can never be yours," Claire added. "He's already mine, Claire," Victoria said.
I bit my lip, and he chuckled. God, am I ready to take his big cock again? I opened the plate in front of me, and my eyes widened. He had made pasta, and it looked and smelled delicious. He had even included chopsticks on the side.As I took a bite, he watched me, his eyes fixed on mine. "It's very delicious," I said, and I saw him sigh in relief. I knew he wasn't familiar with cooking pasta, since he didn't like it. "When did you learn to cook pasta?" I asked. "That night you came in my hands and decided to end our friendship," he said, his voice tinged with nostalgia. I sighed, looking down. If only I could turn back time, I would have made a better decision. "I'm sorry, I hurt your feelings," I said, genuinely remorseful. I knew what I did had hurt him; I saw how hurt he was that day. I badly wanted to follow him and apologize, but Lucky showed up, and I felt like I should let Dave go for the sake of peace. I was really con
"The food is nice," I said, pressing my thighs together. He watched me as I took a bite of the steak. "Nothing tastes better than your sweet pussy," he said, and I choked on my food. What the hell was wrong with him? How could he say that so easily? "Easy, baby girl. I don't want you to die on me. I'm not done fucking," he added, giving me a glass of water. I drank it and looked at him; he took my hand and kissed it. "Eat so you can go to sleep," he said, and I nodded and ate my food. After I was done, I drank my juice, and he carried me back to the bedroom. He took off the shirt I was wearing and threw it somewhere in the room before taking off his clothes. "Are we going to sleep naked?" I asked, and he got inside the blankets, putting his big hand on my waist and pulling me to him. "Dave..." I said with a moan when I felt his hard cock between my thighs. He looked at me and
Claire's POV"I want us to be like this forever," I said breathlessly, and he smirked before he pinched my nipples so hard that I screamed in pain and pleasure."We will always be like this; I'm never letting you go," he said, and I could feel that he meant every word he said. "I love you, only you, and no one else," he said so sincerely."I love you too," I said, and he claimed my lips, kissing me hungrily as if he were possessed. I opened my mouth for him, and as his tongue tangled with mine, the way he was kissing me was so intoxicating that I could never get enough of his dominant kisses. He made me lose my composure with just a look."I want to fuck right now," he said between kisses, and I giggled. I was still sore, and I wouldn't let him touch me tonight or anytime soon; my lady part was on fire right now."You will have sex with me next week," I said, and he looked at me as if I had just lost my mind."Are you for real right now?" he asked in a shocked tone, and I laughed."I'
"Fuck, why did you lie then?" Dave asked, not believing she did that. He stopped moving, and he was not in all the way. "I... I... didn't want you... to leave me..." Claire said, crying. "Okay, I'm sorry, baby girl. Now I need you to relax for me, okay? I'm sorry I slammed into you hard; I didn't know, okay? I'm sorry, baby," Dave said, kissing her forehead. She nodded. "Look at me, okay? I will move slowly, alright?" he said, and she looked at him, tears falling down her cheeks. He felt bad. "I will start moving now, okay? I'm not all the way in," he said, and she frowned. What did he mean he wasn’t all the way in? She felt full. He kissed her forehead, and began to move gently, easing his way deeper within her. Each slow thrust was calculated, filled with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with the earlier intensity. Claire gasped, the mix of pleasure and pain sending waves of sensation through her body."You're doing so good, Emma," Dave encouraged, his voice low and sooth
At the Carters: "She's not answering my calls," Amelia said, staring at her phone. She'd been trying to reach Claire to explain and apologize. "Same here," Yvonne replied. Amelia sighed. "At least she should answer my calls so I can apologize. Now I don't know if she's okay or not." "But you don't have to apologize for getting that woman arrested, Amelia," Jaxon said. Amelia shook her head. "If Claire wants us to release her, we will. I can't have her hating us because of this." "We'll talk to her; she'll come around," Arnold assured. "But where is she?" Amelia asked. "She's fine, Mom. Don't worry," Chris said, checking his phone. "She told you to stop stalking her," Yvonne reminded. "I'm just keeping her safe," Chris replied, walking to the dining room. Yvonne sighed and followed. "Where's Chris's twin?" Kia asked. "She'll come tomorrow," Amelia replied, feeling bad for her absence. *_At Dave's House_* Dave gazed at Claire with amusement, wondering if sh
INShe was certain she saw him, and she wasn't mistaken. "Yvonne, I'm coming!" Claire exclaimed, dashing after Dave before Yvonne could respond.Heels and all, Claire rushed through the crowd, apologizing briefly to those she bumped into."Dave!" she called, just as he was about to press the elevat
Soft music played as the party began. Yvonne walked with Claire to a group of five young people."Hey, guys! Enjoying yourselves?" Yvonne asked.A redhead girl, along with the others, turned to them."Yvonne, long time no see! And who's this cutie?" the girl asked.Claire smiled nervously."She loo
Yvonne hugged her. Claire's nightwear was damp from sweating.As they pulled out of the hug, Amelia walked in, followed by Arnold. "Are you guys okay?" Amelia asked, approaching them."We're fine, Mom. It was just a dream," Claire said."Are you sure you're okay, Princess?" Arnold asked, concern et
Cristina gazed at Lucky, seated across the classroom, oblivious to her presence. When he declared their breakup, she thought anger fueled his words and he'd come around. But Lucky proved her wrong, maintaining distance.Every attempt to talk ended with him walking away, piercing her heart.She swal







