All Chapters of Unspoken Pleasures : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"You don't know what you're saying," Lucas said to her. "If you think I'm telling a lie, why then were you asking my dad to go on a search for your mum?" Saraphina pressed further. Lucas drew in a sharp breath. She had eavesdrop on their conversation? Not only was she an obnoxious randy brat, she was a darn spoilt kid. Lucas stepped out of the car, slammed it shut and began to pull her out towards the back seat. They struggled for awhile, she shoved at his chest but his strength dwarfed hers. He finally succeeded in placing her on the backseat despite the fact that her body pressed incessantly him. "You listen to adults talking?" He towered over her. "I'm an adult too, and I can do whatever I like," she said out of breath as her breasts rose and fell. After an intense silence between the two, Lucas sank in beside her brushing his hair furiously. Briana, he could handle and as well manage but Saraphina on the other was wild, untamed and would possibly make him lose h

Would you blame Lucas?Just a shot at his chest, and he gave up so easily. Now, he was back at the place he originally started, her hand over his, tugging him towards her room.Earlier before, they'd thanked Mrs Inklings for her hospitality after lunch and Saraphina had suggested that they return home where she would have all the time with Lucas alone.He had given her his word and he must keep to it. He had always been a man of his word.First, they bagan with a sizzling, hot kiss. It was slow, sweet and soft.Lucas pulled her close with the other of his hand. If she truly wanted this, why not give to her what she so desired?She had fought him relentlessly so, making him doubt his sanity.His tongue found her tongue and their tongues wrestled for awhile until she hummed into his mouth.His hand on her bum pressed and squeezed, and he suddenly felt the need to have her strip off her clothes.He just wanted a release, he told himself. Her eyes said so much more but he doesn't really c

Lucas felt slow caresses down his naked flesh as he laid on the bed. Who could that be again? He thought.He refused to open his eyes. It could be his mind playing tricks on him and he just wasn't ready for such games.Another touch, and the hands were moving towards his thick thighs and taunt buttocks.As the hands cupped his butt cheeks, it clenched tightly.Why had he preferred to sleep naked? Maybe, he just wouldn't be touched even against his will.Yet, he was loving this despite himself.Why was everyone so bent on having a taste of his body? "Turn around now, will ya?" He heard the familiar voice."Brianna?" His eyes fluttered open as he swirled round.She was right there in a sexy sequin dress and her hair cascading round her.He remembered vividly that when he'd hit the bed, he had tried ringing up Brianna because she was the only one that came to mind when he recalled Boss' words about his mother.He shouldn't rush into conclusions that Brianna was his mother.How could h

"Take off your clothes," Professor Stuart said.How did we get here? I inhaled deeply as his blue eyes sought mine inquisitively."You are not ready," he voiced as he noticed my hesitation."I can do it, I can do," I cried out.He cocked a brow, sat back in his chair as he eyed me.My tuition fees brought me to Professor Stuart, a man who had been divorced once and had chose to remain so. I had half payment and I needed to balance up before the date of closure was finalized. My dad wasn't doing well, infact he'd been suspended based on the fact that he'd fought with the head of his department while at work.So, he chose to drink instead and he didn't care about me. My mother on the other hand had left dad because he was too broke to fend for us all. I only got a letter from her when she had left two years ago when I finally got accepted in college.I was juggling two jobs as a part timer and it was barely enough for me, coupled with the fact that I had to pay for rent likewise.I

"Hold on," he broke the kiss as he stared intently into my eyes. I was breathless, panting obviously. "You kiss terribly," he noted, brushing his thumb across my already swollen lips. He was right. I never learnt how to kiss, as I had never actually been kissed. Fortunately, I had been in a relationship before which accumulated to nothing really. It had been a fake relationship which my ex - would I call him my ex-boyfriend? He needed me to play along to prove to his parents that he wasn't gay. And while proving that wrong, he hid and made out with his secret partner. However, our fake relationship never ended well. Good thing he never got to touch me, kiss me or even try to. But I'd wanted him. That was way before I got into college. "I can..learn," I said softly against his lips. I was aching for his lips again, he was darn sweet that I'd cast away other unpleasant thoughts of him from my mind. "For a girl who is well experienced," he put in, eying my lips