บททั้งหมดของ Beta Nicholas : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

JULIEI glance at myself through the mirror one more time. I just want to look amazing only for Mr Taylor. I am excited to see him. Though I know not much time has passed. It was just yesterday that we came back, I am yearning to see him. It can be childish but I think this is how crazily Mr Taylor affects me. I scan down myself. I am wearing a blue fluffy jacket under which there is a black full-sleeve top. Down there, I am wearing a black plain skirt that is tight around my hips and stockings to cover my legs and then black boots. I get my bag and put the strap on my shoulder before I go downstairs. I already had breakfast. I see my dad sitting on the couch, talking to someone over the call. I do not say a word and just walk to him. As he gets my sight, he gets up with a smile on his lips. He keeps talking and then comes to hug me and then kiss my temple. "Yeah… I'll talk to you later. I need to leave now," saying that he disconnected the line. He puts his mobile into the poc

JULIEPeering at him innocently, I hold his manhood gently. He takes a deep breath at my touch. I feel confident just by that and I know I can do better for him because this is what I want to do actually. I want to please him. I do not break eye contact and lean closer to his thick member. I flick my tongue out and kiss the tip, tasting the precum that it leaks. His fingers curl and his knuckles turn white as I notice them on either side of his body. My heart skips a beat when I notice how the veins on his arms and the back of his palms turn bolder in view when he fists them tightly. This is how they turn when he grips my hair to bob my head up and down on his length, but I enjoy it too much. Just like that, I wrap my lips around his thickness and suck on him gently. The velvety skin turns wet due to my saliva while I push my head down to fit him into my mouth. With that monstrous length, it seems impossible, but I will do it somehow. I want to feel him coming deep into my throat

JULIEIt is surely not about sex and just anymore. It is not like I am desperate to have sex with him but the reason is that I want to know what stops him. It irks me to know that there is something that holds him from touching me more intimately than we already are doing. Plus the strong bond that I feel with — towards him, I need to feel connected with him. With every mean. Sex is a way to do it, and this is why I am wanting him to go inside me, and take me as he pleases because I know he is someone very special to me. I feel this already from the bottom of my heart. I want to remove the itch and ache that I always feel when he is away from me. I want us to be linked physically, just the way I feel linked with him mentally. I want us to be bounded emotionally, too. "Yes. And I don't think you need to know it now." He tries to convince me but I am already determined to know. If not, then… "And why's that?" He sighs. "Because it's not the time, I guess?" His eyes squint a bit. He

JULIEHe goes deeper and suddenly, he jumps to put his paws on either side of my face. I cry out, squeezing my eyes shut and pushing my head against the headboard. He puts his face into my neck and suddenly I hear that voice. That familiar voice sounds so soft and soothing. So soothing that it soothes my itching nerves. His voice is amazing. Just like now. His soft voice brings peace to my troubled soul. It reaches my soul and pacifies her."Don't fret, baby." This is what I hear and my eyes shoot open. I hurriedly turn to look at him and see his golden eyes staring down at me silently. "D-Did you speak?" I murmur, still staring at him like a dumb. He nods his head. "Really?" I gasp. He nods once again. "Oh my goodness!" But he does not answer me after that. He just leans closer and then puts his legs on my shoulders like he wants me to hug him. He puts his weight on me slightly and then caresses the side of his face into my neck. I cannot help but love his affectionate side.

JULIE"Even in the class, nobody fascinated me as much as you did. You're a bright student. Though you struggled with a lack of focus, I could never ignore that you always did pretty well in exams. The shyest, the most afraid of me, you always sat in a corner, near the window, looking out through the window, looking fascinated like angels are descending from above, while I was mesmerized by you… always…" I feel my heart skipping a few beats at his words. He does not know but he is taking me to new heights by praising me like that. He noticed too much, did he not? But I am not complaining about that. I am strangely feeling good to know that it was not only me who kept stealing glances at him and noticing the things about him like his amazing scent, the difference between his gentle tone and aggressive tone, and much more. "I wish I could ignore everything and spend time with you but couldn't," he shrugs, "but I'm now… glad," he shrugs at the word softly, "so happy and satisfied tha