ログインEliana’s POV I woke up with a smile that morning. The first thought that came to my mind as soon as I opened my eyes was how good a job I’d done in giving Derrick a blowjob. And at that, my smile became even wider. Hopefully, it would be enough to get him to forgive me for keeping my knowledge of Patrick’s crime a secret from him. To increase the chances of that, I decided to prepare something he would love for breakfast. As I got up from the bed, I looked down at him as he lay sprawled on the bed. He was peacefully asleep, his chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm. The bedsheets only covered one of his legs and that left his crotch and the other leg exposed. His cock was perfectly on display and I couldn’t help but to lick my lips as my gaze fell to it. For several moments, I battled with the temptation to go over to him and knock him out with another blowjob. But I eventually discarded the idea, although reluctantly, and left for the kitchen instead. While I was boiling water
Derrick’s POV If it was possible, then Eliana could have easily murdered me with her mouth. She sucked my cock with such passion that I almost felt my soul leaving my body. Heat enveloped me all over and the feeling that I was floating on clouds became even more intense. More overwhelming. And she just continued gliding her mouth up and down my shaft, using her wet, slick tongue to work wonders on me. Her saliva coated my cock all around, making it much more sensitive and making me susceptible to the pleasure her warm mouth offered. I moaned louder as she began to pick up the pace, a clear sign that she was ready to finish me off. It was pure bliss, having my cock buried in the pleasant confines of her mouth. She maintained a perfect rhythm that sent flames of pleasure burning through my body in waves. Tension quickly gathered in my belly. My toes curled and uncurled and I gripped the sheets harder than ever, as if it could save me from the delicious torture of Eliana’s mouth. I mo
Derrick’s POVIt was late at night when I returned to the house. By then, Annabelle was gone and Eliana was nowhere in the living room. Locking and bolting the front door, I turned off the lights in the living room. After that, I did the kitchen, then I headed to the bedroom with only the hallway lights left on. Thanks to me going a little too hard on the whiskey, I felt a little bit lightheaded and empty of all the anger I’d been carrying in my chest v before I left the house. Whiskey sure knew how to put a man at ease, doesn’t it?Eliana was in bed when I entered the bedroom. Although it seemed like she was asleep, she sat up immediately I set foot into the room. Guilt was written all over her face, along with traces of fear that shone in her eyes. For the past hour, I’d somehow managed to take my mind completely off anything that had go do with her. But as soon as our gazes met, the memory of her betrayal came rushing. I paused for a bit, eyes locked on hers, and I considered retu
Derrick’s POVAfter the detective took his leave, the uneasy feeling his presence had given me remained imprinted in my soul. And the exchange between him and Eliana made it even more intense. Closing the door, I returned to the living room to meet her and Annabelle huddled together. They both jerked apart the moment I appeared but I wasn’t going to be fooled. “What are you hiding from me?” I asked Eliana who was already rising to her feet. The forced smile on her face faded instantly. She opened her mouth to answer but I interrupted before she could. “Whatever you’re saying, let it be the truth. And trust me, I’ll know if you’re lying.”She stayed silent for several seconds after that. Before she spoke again, she looked over to Annabelle who nodded her head in encouragement. “Just tell me what the hell it is,” I snapped. She made eye contact with me but only briefly. “Uhm, I–we–I found out yesterday that… Pa–Patrick was behind the assault.” “What?” So shocking was the revelat
Eliana’s POV I spotted the detective at the exact moment I entered the living room. Annabelle, who was right behind me, did the same thing too. She’d been bored at home and she’d jumped up to follow me as soon as I was ready to leave her apartment. On the way, we spotted someone we immediately concluded was a cop interrogating someone in the street. And that had brought thoughts of the detective in charge of Derrick’s case to mind. The same detective that was now standing in the living room, interrogating Derrick no doubt. I could sense the uneasiness in the air as we walked into the house. Even worse, I could see the look of discomfort on Derrick’s face, along with something I could swear was anger. But it was hard to tell. “Miss Hart,” the detective said with an enthusiasm that I assumed he’d spent years practicing. “It’s a good thing you’re here. Who’s your friend?”Annabelle beat me to an answer. “Hi. I’m Annabelle. Annabelle Thorne.”The eagerness in her voice prompted me to n
Derrick’s POV Heading home from the grocery store almost an hour later, I arrived at the conclusion that I was the biggest fool in the world. I wasn’t really surprised that had turned down my proposal, but the manner in which he did it was what added to my irritation. All I'd asked him to do was to convince Susan to take the initial deal regarding our divorce.His immediate reaction to that was a brief, sinister laughter that made me want to pummel him, regardless of the injuries I was still nursing. A knowing look appeared in his eyes then. “You want to hit me? Go ahead.” Both his tone and the expression on his face was challenging. “I’ll pass,” I said reluctantly. “Just tell Susan to agree to the damn terms if she knows what’s good for her. Or I won’t mind taking her ass to court and kicking it there if I have to. You care about her, don’t you?”“Of course. More than you do, obviously.” The corner of his lips went up into an evil smirk following that. “Which is why I asked her no
Derrick's POV On Monday morning, I drove into campus feeling refreshed. Jake and I had hung out over the weekend, going to the beach, the club, and watching a soccer game over barbecue and beer. It was one of the best weekends I've had in a while and I chuckled as I parked my car, remembering a mo
Eliana's POV “Eliana. What a surprise to see you here,” Oliver said with enthusiasm. Yeah. I could say the same about you. Of all the restaurants in town to visit, you just had to come to the one I was working at. “Same here,” I said, faking a smile to hide my uneasiness. The two other guys w
Eliana's POV As Professor Matthews prepared his things before addressing the class, I kept my eyes on him, watching his every movement.How could he look so peaceful after what he did? The other day, he'd come to class looking as if he had just taken an innocent person’s life. And I had felt a mo
Eliana's POV I nearly died of embarrassment as my eyes met curious, brown eyes staring at me and Professor Matthews through the window. Instinctively, my hands grabbed my gown and pulled it back up to cover my breasts. Professor Mathews jerked upwards and shielded me with his body. He was furious,







