I glanced at my back where Lester was looking at. "Who are you talking about, Lester?" I asked him when I saw no one but a couple entering the place.I eyed Lester before deciding to get my phone. I forgot to call Matt. Maybe he did give me a call but I didn't hear it because I turned my phone into silent mode because of that annoying Peter."My fiancé wants to meet you," I said to Lester while looking at my phone. Matt really phoned me a minute ago.I didn't wait for Lester to agree and just dialed Matt's digit. "Did you tell him about this date?"I nodded at him. "Of course, Lester. I don't want to go out on a date without telling to him."Matt isn't a fan of the local band so I know he won't have an idea who is Lester. Lester isn't a talkative person to anyone as well. "Here he is."I waved my hand at the screen when Matt answered my call. He must be cooking his dinner right now because of the apron he is w
"What a shameful act you have, man. Leaving the restaurant without even paying."Lester chuckled at Peter's comment. He finds it hilarious that he even clapped both of his hands while shaking his head at the latter who is now clenching his jaw. Annoyed at Lester."Man, that's your doing. I just followed what you did before. Dating big bobbies and booties ladies in a fancy restaurant then leave without paying. Have a hot night fucking your flings all through the night while leaving me all your bills the next morning.""Excuse that, you were your old man's card. You should be making use of his wealth sometimes. Stop acting like a prodigal son. Be that rebellious son who does nothing but gives headaches to his parents, man."Lester's jaw clenched at what Peter said. Before a commotion could happen. I cleared my throat making their attention go to me. "I have to go home now."
I was stunned to speak. I couldn't think of anything else but his touch. He pulled me until we were on the side of his car. He gave me a peck before opening the door for me. He quickly put on the seatbelt and when he was done he closes my door and then went to the driver's side before sliding in. He put his hand on my thigh, even with the fabric in between I know he can feel how wet and ready I am for him. Fuck! I don't know how to stop myself from the heat he is giving me. He gently rubs his hand in between my thighs. He is close to opening the zipper of my jeans if only he wasn't driving. I closed my eyes to feel his light touches me. Fuck!Days of denying myself that I don't want him but here I am. Waiting for him to stop driving so that he can rock me with his glorious hard length.I whimpered when he slightly pushed his hand to my wetness. The urge of undressing right now is overpo
"It is my pleasure, my lady," he whispered.Fuck!My sex is throbbing for him. I want more of him. I get a hold of his head and then pinned it on my cunt. I can feel his tongue licking me there. Giving me the pleasure that I want. "Please..." I whimpered.I can feel his heavy breathing on mine. He did a good job licking me there. He exactly knows how to take me by his lustful and delectable tongue. "Please what, my lady?" he said in between. I can't concentrate anymore. I can't think. I moved my hips to meet his face so he can continue pleasuring me. "Please don't stop. Make me cum," I whispered.I badly want to say his name and beg for him out loud but I know I can't. There are people surrounding us. They maybe don't know us but I know some will come here if they will ever hear me shout in pleasure. "Fuck! You are so delicious."
"That wasn't pleasant to hear," Peter snorted at Lester.We are here at their place and just like what their normal days are. They are having a practice again. I am here with them because Peter called for me and I can't say no. I am his assistant.I am done putting the cookies on the table that Peter's family's chef cooked for them. I didn't bring water with me because they have their own mini refrigerator here."Listen to me! I am talking to you," Peter said, almost on the verge of pulling Lester's head just to look at him as he is talking to him but Lester keep his head down low which made the latter annoyed.I saw him glance at me but I shifted my gaze at William and Johnny who are busy talking with each other. They did practice with the two but they got bored when Peter was only focusing on Lester and didn't even throw a glance at them.I don't have an idea why Peter always furrowed h
Peter came in to view with eyebrows furrowed, and his hands in his pocket. He glanced at his sister, giving her a questioning look but the latter gave him a quick smile before turning to her book on the table."Let's go. They are waiting for us," Peter uttered. I pointed myself if it was me he was talking about. I already have a hunch that it was me but we have his sister in the frame and I can't take that out."We are going to golf, just like what Johnny said.""Oh, okay."I put my weight on my feet and turn to his sister. "We shall leave, it was nice talking to you." That wasn't a pleasant and peaceful talk I guess but at least she talked to me. That's all that matters.She nodded while still on her book. I glanced at Peter and saw the questioning look on his face. Maybe he was curious about what we have talked about. When he stormed out to go downstairs, I followed h
I remain silent the whole ride. Unable to make a sound as my throat dries because of what happened earlier. I didn't even try to stop them even if I know they were fighting each other because of me. I don't have an idea as well why were they fighting because of me. "Can I turn off the sound?" I asked him a permission. I can't stand listening to the song when every lyric of it hit me so fucking hard. "Do what please you."I quickly turned it off and try to breathe in and out. Falling out of love. Why all of a sudden does that song play? Now, I do understand what Lester meant when he said he was helping me.He was helping me from drowning myself in doubtful thoughts of being in love with someone else. I can't deny that my heart flutters even if my mind says the opposite.I glanced at Peter who is smiling from ear to ear as he is looking at the road, beating his hand on
I couldn't keep my eyes off of him as he was strumming the guitar on the other side of the bed. He is too focused on it that his eyes never landed on me. What am I doing here? I will just watch him all day long? I couldn't help but release a heavy sigh but still, he didn't bother to throw a glance at me. I just realized that he is making a song and sometimes I nod my head at every strum of his guitar. It's been almost half an hour but still, here I am watching him. He also opens the curtain of his room. It is a bit clearer to look at the black color of his room. The things are attractive in every corner of his room. Glancing at him, I saw him writing down the lyrics he made using his brainy head on the paper that is placed o the bed. I got up and went to the side where his things were messed up. I shook my head when I saw his boxer on the side. I guess he was in a hurry earlier that he just threw his things up. His socks are on the floor. I picked it up t