Before I attended the birthday party, my mom told me that she got me the present I wanted the most.
I thought she was talking about the luxury bag.However, it turned out to be a man."What do you think? Did you see it?" my mom asked in delight.I covered my forehead and asked tentatively, "Is it really for me? Mom, you serious? How much does it cost?"My real question was: did you seriously get me a man as a present?"Of course. I'll make your wish come true no matter how much it costs," she replied decisively. Was it because of the photo I shared on Twitter just now?I posted a photo of me with the three couples and added a caption, "I need a boyfriend."Did my mom mistake it as my birthday wish?"Wait, Mom, maybe you should return the gift..."If Rebecca knew it, she would definitely laugh her ass off."C'mon. Just take it. There's nothing to worry about!" With that, she hung up the phone.I gently opened the door, walked to the bedside, and scrutinized the man.He seemed to have fallen asleep. It was my towel that he was wearing, but it was way too short.So I got to admire his perfect abs.Though he was in a relaxed state, I could clearly see his strong leg muscles.Then I trailed my eyes upward to his curly flaxen hair.His eyelashes were so thick that even girls would feel envious.The chiseled jawline added to his manly charm.I couldn't help swallowing hard.It must be expensive to hire him. Faced with such a "gift", I got a bit nervous.When I shilly-shallying, something popped into my head.I recalled how my friends made out at my birthday party and how pathetic I looked."Whatever, I'm accepting this 'gift'," I told myself.I reached out to untie the towel wrapped around the man's waist.When I was halfway through it, a hand stopped me."What are you doing?"The man woke up. His voice was a bit hoarse, his eyes sleepy.I could smell a faint scent of alcohol on him. "What do you think?" I teased.Instead of replying, he looked at me quietly. I felt heat crawling up my face and settling on my cheeks."Wh-why aren't you speaking? Are you nervous?" I stuttered."You're the one who's nervous." He stared at my cheeks and lifted his hand."Nonsense!" I pushed his hand away and hissed, "Did your boss never teach you how to communicate with guests?"My words stunned him.Watching his astonished face, I suddenly found him cute. I summoned up my courage, ready to peck him on the cheek.Yet when I lifted my foot, I lost my balance.He immediately stood up and stretched out his arm.Thanks to him, I didn't bang my head on the headboard.But his arm hit the corner of the bed.He frowned due to the pain but didn't withdraw his hand.After regaining my footing, I gazed at him and thought, 'He's considerate.' I rewarded him with a kiss on the face and continued to pull the damn towel.With a giggle, he caught my hand.When I was struggling, the towel fell off. A glimpse of his size made my heart thud.Now, I gotta admit that I was looking forward to the sex.He turned his face away, embarrassed."Want me to turn off the lights?" I whispered.Not getting any reply, I nimbly switched the lights off.Since I couldn't see anything, I became bold and reached for his abs.His hot skin made my fingers tingle.He smiled, "How old are you?""It's rude to ask a lady about her age," I mumbled. "But I'll make an exception for you, hottie. I'm 25."He laughed so hard that his body shook."A bit too old for me," he sighed. Then he let go of my hand and went on, "I can bear with it since the lights are off, though."With that, he stopped wriggling. "Shut up!" I pinched him hard on the waist.My mom had paid! How dare he judge me!I gotta teach him a lesson.Making up my mind, I captured his lips and sneaked my tongue into his mouth.The room seemed to be heating up.Before I gave in to my desires, I lifted my head and said with a smug look, "Watch your attitude! Or I'll make you cry in bed.""Is that so? Shall we start, my lady?" he gasped in a husky voice."Sure," I said.Then I dipped my head and brushed my mouth against his.My entire body seemed to come to life at the first contact of our lips.A jolt passed from his into me, electrifying my blood, my skin.The tiny hairs on my arms stood on end as he pulled my into he.He deepened the kiss with a teasing thrust of my tongue.I parted my lips eagerly, my tongue meeting his.It was a shy swipe.I ran my hands up and down his chest as if I was unable to control myself. He groaned into my mouth.We devoured each other, his tongue thrusting, mine meeting.We clung to each other, our accelerated breaths the only sound in the room.I whimpered when he sank his teeth into my lower lip.A breathy moan slipped out when he touched my right tit, his thumb finding my nipple."Oh God," I groaned when he broke the kiss to run his lips down my neck."Who the fuck are you?" he asked as he nipped and licked at my sensitive skin, making me tremble.My senses returned.I hesitated for a sec and replie
"Can we rest now?" he asked me with red eyes, his voice hoarse.I guessed the sweat made the scratches on his back hurt even more."Does it hurt?" I asked."Wanna remind me how tight you are?" He lowered his head to hide his giggle, but the trembling of his body gave him away.My face immediately heated up with an embarrassed blush.I was talking about the scratches!I wanted to give him a kick, but the tearing pain from my lower body stopped me.I was in pain, too, but I wouldn't say it. Never."I think we can do it again," I said as I struggled to roll over and lie on top of him.We connected again, and I could feel his cock kiss every inch of my walls.This time, it ended earlier than expected, for I was too tired.The consequences of boozing were a bad headache."Can I rest now?" he asked again as he covered me with the quilt. It sounded like I was a demon who had just tortured him.I could tell from his tone that he was exhausted."Sure," I said.I was as worn out as him.I rubbe
I wanted to tell him that I was just trying to check if his scratches needed bandaging.But he sounded exhausted, and my head started aching due to the hangover.Obviously, it wasn't a good time to explain the misunderstanding.So I decided to go back to sleep instead. There would be a way out tomorrow morning.The next dawn, the dazzling sunlight woke me up.Staring at the ceiling in bed, I realized that I couldn't come up with a solution at all.Just then, someone knocked at my bedroom door.I was so scared that I jumped out of bed.When I was about to move, the pain between my legs brought me out in a cold sweat.I thought of his size, my heart racing.If anyone was to blame, it was him. He was too damn strong.After all, I'd never heard Rebecca beef about Donny in this respect.Suddenly, images of our wild sex last night flitted through my mind.A raging heat settled on my cheeks.Geez, shouldn't people forget everything about the night before after a hangover? Why did I remember
When I entered my room, I immediately locked the door.As I turned around, I saw the man checking his phone on my bed.Thank God he was still here.I tossed the shopping bag to him.Finally, he tore his eyes away from the phone.He took a glance at me and the bag but said and did nothing.I was confused.Was he not satisfied with my attitude?After pausing for a few seconds, I walked over, took out the clothes, and placed them in front of him."They only got these in the supermarket downstairs. Can you make do with them for now?" I asked in a whisper."Okay, but are you sure I can go out in them?" He picked up the clothes and sighed."Why not? It's not the time to be picky about style and brand," I persuaded with patience."Although we've seen each other naked," he looked me in the eye and said, "your parents can't see me like this."I didn't get what he meant.Just then, someone knocked on my door again.I rubbed my hair fretfully and opened a crack.It was my mom."What's up?" I for
My mom dragged me out of my room, my mind in turmoil."Jasmine, I'm talking to you."Jasmine?"Dad's voice jerked me out of my trance. Only then did I realize that I was already sitting at the dining table.Next to me was my mom Barbara McCarthy, and across from me was my dad Hansen McCarthy.Sebastian was sitting next to my dad.My gaze swept over to Sebastian, who was staring at me casually.What was going on exactly?My dad asked warmly, "Latte or Americano?" Then he placed the coffee cup in front of Sebastian and poured him a cup of coffee.Sebastian nodded at my dad and thanked him politely.I wanted to get up, but my mom stopped me."Go get some toast," she whispered in my ear.I looked at the bread in the basket on the table and asked, "Why? We've got toast here."Barbara rolled her eyes and said, "They have cooled. Go get the freshly baked ones."With reluctance, I did as my mom told me.Barbara then put the aromatic toast on Sebastian's plate and filled mine with the cold one
"Sure. You two should have a lot to talk about." My enthusiasm stunned Hansen.In fact, I did it just to prevent Sebastian from spilling the beans."Nah. I'd prefer Hansen take me back," Sebastian refused my proposal with a smile.My dad naturally agreed.Then he returned to his room to get dressed.Barbara, on the other hand, cleared the table and carried the dishes back to the kitchen.Only Sebastian and I were left in the dining room.I stood up, walked to him, and leaned over."Why wouldn't you let me take you home?" I whispered."Don't overthink. I turned you down simply because my parents are home," he answered casually.I did a double-take and said, "I wasn't gonna visit your house."He looked up, his lips almost touching mine.Astounded, I immediately straightened up and stepped back.His gaze toward me turned meaningful."So you wanna do it again in the car?" he cooed.An embarrassed blush settled on my cheeks."Stop talking nonsense," I hissed."When did I talk nonsense?" he
I didn't know where Sebastian's home was or when Hansen would be back.So, after I washed up in my room, I kept wandering around the living room."Aren't you going to work today?" Barbara couldn't help asking. It was the third time she saw me come out of my room."Mom, today's Saturday," I sighed. "You are too strict with me."With a shrug, I took out a bottle of milk from the fridge, pretending to be thirsty.I took a sip, and a sour taste filled my mouth. I immediately ran to the kitchen sink and spat it out, frowning."Mom, it's stale. Why is it still in the fridge?" I asked, shaking the milk bottle.Sitting on the couch watching TV, Barbara replied nonchalantly, "I thought you'd check the expiration date before drinking."Speechless, I walked to the dining table and sat down with my mug.After a while, Hansen finally came back.I carefully observed his facial expression. He seemed pretty natural, except looking a bit tired.Phew. It seemed he hadn't found out about it.After Hanse
When I received Sebastian's message, I was dumbfounded.I read it twice, just to make sure that I got him right.Then I got so freaked out that I threw my phone onto the bed.'He wanna sleep with me again?'I covered my face and thought of the crazy night.Goosebumps exploded on my skin.He obviously didn't realize the gravity of this matter.How could he still say something like that when he was about to get engaged?I feel like everything I said earlier was a waste of effort."Do you really know what I mean?" I questioned him again.He suddenly sent me a voice message. I picked up my phone and held it to my ear.He said: "Why do you like asking me this question so much? Oh, I get it. You are trying to remind me of that night, huh?"What was he talking about?His husky voice and teasing tone made his words sound incredibly hot.I felt that he was implying something, flames of embarrassment painting my cheeks.I tossed my phone aside once again.Did I say that the other night? Why did