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2023-01-08 16:53:16“Did anyone, tell you, Atty. Garette Le Brione, that you cannot bed all the women you want even if you will use your charm and money?” the young woman’s voice was low yet firm and her chin was held up not wanting the man in front of him to ever intimidate her.
Atty. Garette chuckled and in one swift motion, his hands encircled her waist and pulled her closer to him. Her soft breast landed on her hard-muscled chest which made her eyes grow wide in horror. Her astonishment grew more when she felt his hard phallus on her stomach just above her belly. He was a tall man, towering over her five and five feet tall height.
“None told me so and until now, none denied my kisses, caresses, and valiant member,” he whispered in her ear while his hands crawled down to her rounded butt.
Dianthe stiffened with no words coming out of her mouth. Her bravery seemed to have forsaken her and her knees weakened. “Oh, no, this could not be,” she thought in panic as she tried to free herself from the arms of the gorgeous man holding her with possessiveness.
“Afraid now, hmmm?” he asked with a lifted eyebrow. There was mockery on his, oh so manly and deliciously curved red lips.“No, don’t touch me! Remove your filthy hands from me or I will sue you!” she said frantically but all she received as a reply was his laughter.“What kind of crime am I committing now, my pretty soon-to-be stepmom? Tell me.” His voice was as sexy as hell and his lips were just an inch away from her lips.“Err, harassment,” she almost choke with her own saliva as she said so. Her mind was starting to deprive her of good reasons.
“Harassment? Haha. No, my dear. There is no harassment for two consenting adults enjoying each other’s arms and…” he did not finish his statement as his lips already claimed her lips which were open at the moment, in an attempt to retort to him.Dianthe was shocked to feel his lips graze hers and his tongue inside her mouth exploring therein taking all her sweetness.
Just like before, her heart tumbled and her knees weakened, and automatically her arms encircled his neck as support.
When his kiss deepened and became more aggressive, Dianthe could not deny anymore that his charm once more captured her innocent heart and her body could not deny the same.
In her clouded mind, a thought suddenly crept in. She might be included in the list of women that he had taken and left like useless shit.
With such thought, Dianthe’s eyes went wide and in an abrupt manner, she freed herself from him and slapped him.
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