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FABIOLA. He licked off his orgasm and mine too. He was wild and I loved it. He fell next to me on the bed when he was done; he held me close to him, my back turned to him as his breath fanned my neck. “I’m retiring.” He broke the peaceful silence, his huge fingers finding their way to my hair, caressing. He wasn’t going to speak about what we just did. Was he mad at himself? Why was I overthinking this? “There’ll be a little party; I'd like you to come.”I wanted to turn to look at him but he held me in place. “Just give me your answer, you troublemaker.”Trouble maker?“But I want to see your face.”“Why?”“I want to know how you’re feeling.”“I’m smitten.” His words attacked my heart. “I’m pussified! Happy now?”I chuckled and I heard him do too. “You said if we do this, I’m yours.” My courage slipped in. “Mhmmm.”“Are you mine?”“Isn’t that fairly obvious, Four Eyes? You’ve made a mess of me!”I tried to turn again and he stopped me again. “Would you come?”“Yes, of cours
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TOBIAS. I lifted the sweatshirt above her head to see the inner singlet she had on. Her boobs were peeking from the little fabric; she had no bra on. Oh good lord. I would get her satisfied, but I wasn’t having sex. I shouldn’t care that she was mad earlier, but it was haunting me. “Come here.”I pulled her in for a kiss and she melted into me like she was created for me, pushing me to the edge. I deepened the kiss and it became rough. I lifted her feet off the floor and she wrapped her little legs around my torso. I gave her tits a little squeeze and she moaned in response. I led her to the bed and laid over, dragging her sweatpants down roughly. She had panties on, much to my satisfaction. I wanted to go down on her so bad but I feared that I'd lose my well-laid-out plan and actually fuck the hell out of her. Her little body couldn’t take my size; I would break her. I took my position between her legs, kneeling on the bed, letting my dick out. She was panting and watching m
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FABIOLA. He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear as he groaned. “Oh Fabiola, I don’t do sex.”“Why?” I wanted to see his eyes, but he made it impossible. There was silence before he spoke again. “You can’t handle my needs, Fabiola.”I bit my lips so hard that they almost bled. Stupid me. “I bet Rose can.”“Oh, not again.” He stepped back to look me in the eye. “I would place you on that bed and fuck you so hard that your tiny body will give up.”“It won’t.”“I. Will. Not.” It was more like he was saying that to himself than to me. I felt rejected, unwanted. Why on earth would he even want to have sex with me? “You can place five guards on me; ten would be okay.”He read my feelings through my eyes and muttered my name. “Fabiola.” He could really see through me. I made my way out of the room and he didn’t try to stop me. Stepping into my room, I slammed the door shut and had a quick shower to calm my nerves. I slipped into bed and grabbed a book, trying not to think about
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FABIOLA. “Why do you think that I like you?” I looked ahead at the professor, my cheeks heating up in embarrassment. “Because I’m no dummy,” he voiced. I gave him a proper look, finding it hard to break the news that I wasn’t a fan girl of his anymore. “And why do you like me?”That question was the bomb. My heart palpitated as I waited for a response.“What’s there not to like Fab, and why are you responding to my questions with more questions?”“And that should be all!” Sulzman interrupted the dreadful conversation. “The history of Norelin runs deeper than you think. I would be waiting for more research; that is your first assignment for this class.”“He throws assignments whenever he doesn’t have answers to questions.” Lan let me know and that was all he said before he rose from the seat. He was obviously mad, but about what? He wants me to tell Tobias I have a crush on him. Why?In the back seat of the car, on my drive home; I scrolled through the internet and came across Ro
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FABIOLA.I scrolled through my laptop, searching for an extra course to help increase my credits. I needed good credits to maintain my scholarship. Then it hit me that I didn't have to work hard for my scholarship anymore. Even if I lose credits, my debit card could cover the bills.One of the advantages of being a captive of the Hawkeyes. Money. Speaking of cards, I searched for the purse I took to the Hawkeyes two nights ago. When I found it, I carefully pulled out the card, as if it were heavy. I struggled to read what was written on it without my glasses. I was mad at Tobias. He was mad at me too, so I couldn’t possibly bring this up to him at this moment. I carefully shoved it into my journal and went to stand before the mirror, letting my hair down. “Today is going to be great,” I said to myself, picking up my monster purse. I was about to pick up the book I was reading from the table to put in my purse, but I remembered Tobias bought it, so I left it. I needed to be mad at
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TOBIAS. To my own good fortune, she said nothing else; she turned on her heel and left, slamming the door as if she wanted to knock me down. She was angry and so was I. I didn’t get a wink of sleep all night. I just pretended to stare at the plot Ace sent me, while my mind wandered to my livid little wife; who told me she didn’t like it when I touched her. I was certain I didn't lose my game. I was just thirty-six. Yet her saying that bruised my ego. Would she have liked it better if it was Lan? No. Why was my brain including Lan in this? My situation just got worse. Of course I wasn’t dumb; they saw each other almost every day at that stupid campus and the way he spoke about her the other day; I gathered they were very acquainted.I slammed the laptop shut and twirled around on the swivel chair. No one, I mean no one; has had me this worked up in a while. Once it was dawn, I checked in on Ace to see if he was still in town before grabbing my keys. I drove through the snowy m
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