" Relax, cupcake, I'm not going to hurt you until you ask me to," he says, his mouth near her ear, and she exhales gently, her eyes closed. She feels cold air on her nude body and understands Andrew has let her go, but her face is still against the wall, so she turns to face him. He felt a stab of sadness in his heart when he noticed a sting of blood on her bottom lip. What was that sensation? What could it possibly be?! He looks at her as if he suddenly regrets injuring her, but he doesn't say anything.  " I think you should go get some rest." As he puts on his boxers and takes up her shredded black lace underwear. He moves away from the living room, folding the fabric into his palm. Miranda sighed as she clutched her face in her palm. 'I'm not going to hurt you until you ask me to', and she remembered what he had just said. Wh

Miranda dialed Claudia's number so she could tell her all the juicy stuff. She made the decision to conceal the fact that Andrew had screwed her asshole the night before. She giggled a little too loudly. When she's with Andrew, why does she feel so stupid?! Was it love or infatuation? It wasn't any of those things since she isn't sure what she feels about him; all she knows is that she wants him. Her desire for him grew stronger with each passing day, and it was too late to stop it. Does he feels the same way about her or he simply sees her as a sex machine?!  She couldn't answer the question and kept it to herself. It wasn't like Claudia was judgemental or backbiter but some things are best kept untold.  "At long last, you phoned!! I've been waiting for your call for what seems like an eternity. What's up with Switzerland?

"To control my inner demons, I need to hurt you. I want to kiss you till your lips bleed from my kisses. I really desire you while you're clumsy and stubborn. I'd like to feel you attain your orgasm a dozen times, but only if I give you permission. I want you to be frantic to see me. I want complete dominance over you, and I want to hear your anguish screams in my ears like a Melody till my inner demons are tamed and my beast can rest in its claws." As he gazes into her eyes, he takes a big breath and swallows. "Every day, I want you to be on my bed, yearning for my touch. I want you to be compelled by my presence, my touch, and my beast. As I continue to pound you, I want to watch you cry beneath me." He gives a sarcastic smile.  Miranda could feel her stomach doing a backflip. He had a strange desire for her, but it was obviously dark and romantic. This strange but naughty man desired

Miranda slowly rises, but she is stopped by Andrew's voice; he is walking towards her, conversing with the businessmen; she turns her head back to the direction where she saw the odd man, but he is no longer there. Why did he bolt when he spotted Andrew approaching?!  Andrew approached the table by himself and drew her into his arms. She could detect the scent of tobacco on his skin and wondered where he had gone with those men. Her gaze was still drawn elsewhere as she scanned the restaurant for that weird man.  "Are you on the lookout for something?" He inquired, his mouth at her earlobe's side.  "Nothing significant. I'm just loving the restaurant's aesthetics." She pretended to smile.  His em

Andrew opened his eyes and stared at Miranda in surprise as the main page appeared on the screen. Was this the game she intended to play?  He was on the verge of facepalming. But it wasn't her fault if this was the only video game on the television. He couldn't believe he was about to play such a role. He felt compelled to leave, but when he saw her joy, he groaned and leaned on the sofa, accepting his fate and convincing himself to deal with this predicament for the time being.  Miranda, on the other hand, was ecstatic to get her hands on the video game. " Andrew, the game is about to begin, so be ready!" The game began after she exclaimed. Miranda, who had never played a video game before, practiced using the arrow buttons on the joystick to control her character