All Chapters of BEHIND THE MASK (DARK ROMANCE): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The forbidden details surrounding our closeness only made the moment burn hotter.I felt too excited to pull away, so I bent forward and licked his wholeness.He moved his hips in response while I traced his dick, from the head to the shaft. After teasing him a bit, I took his dick inside my mouth slowly."Arrrghhhhh", he moaned softly.He inhaled sharply, his fingers immediately finding my hair as if he needed something to hold onto. But, he took his hands off my head the moment his senses picked up."Sorry ma"I kept sucking him and a low, surprised sound escaped him, half breath, half moan, before he tried to steady himself.I sucked him slowly, a little harder, then faster. It was just asif his dick grew bigger in size as my mouth contained it.I could feel the tension in him, the way his body reacted to every small movement, the way he shifted and pushed closer. The way his breathing grew heavier, uneven, as if he was losing control of the moment faster than he expected.Then, I

I woke slowly, with the softness of morning slipping through the curtains and pooling across the bedroom floor.For a moment I lay still, staring at the ceiling, letting the quiet settle around me.And then the memories came back.The scene from the evening before drifted through my mind. His dick, the sudden intensity between us, the reckless heat of it all. I shifted slightly beneath the covers, letting out a slow breath. A faint warmth crept across my chest at the thought of him, though the familiar pinch of guilt quickly chased it."It shouldn’t have happened. I don't trust that boy".Yet the memory refused to fade as easily as it should have.I rolled onto my side and reached for my phone on the bedside table. The screen lit up instantly with reminders and notifications waiting for me. Then, one message caught my eye.A reminder for the New job and position which begins in two days.Right.I couldn't wait.The thought steadied me somehow. A fresh start, new responsibilities, some

The new day felt unusually beautiful. It wasn't the loud and celebratory way some mornings arrived.This one arrived in a quiet, almost fragile way, like the world had agreed to stay silent.The morning light slipped through the curtains, and its rays spread across the floor, climbing slowly toward the bed. I lay still for a while, watching it move.My head throbbed faintly. I felt a dull ache in my forehead, and I pressed the back of my hand to my forehead and exhaled slowly.Yesterday had been strange. Too strange. I woke up yesterday to find myself on the couch, the door unlocked, and with panties.I hadn't gone to church, either. I hadn't stepped outside the house. I hadn't even spoken much to anyone. I had simply stayed inside my room since yesterday evening, drifting between sleep and long stretches of silence.It wasn't like me.And, this morning, coupled with the headache, I feel oddly light. Almost weightless.Maybe it was exhaustion or maybe my mind was just trying to push c

Morning crept into Darius’s hotel room, slipping through the tall curtains in soft streaks of gold. The light rested gently on the floor before climbing slowly toward the bed, where I lay awake long before I intended to.I decided to sleep over at the hotel last night.The room was quiet except for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the distant sounds of traffic far below. The sheets were warm around me, carrying the lingering scent of cologne and the kind of intimacy that made the night feel suspended in time.Behind me, the mattress shifted slightly."You’re awake".Darius’s voice came low and calm, touched with that familiar confidence that never seemed to leave him.I turned my head slowly.He was already propped against the headboard, one arm resting behind his head as he studied me with quiet amusement."How long have you been watching?" I asked.He smiled faintly."Long enough to know you weren’t sleeping".I exhaled a quiet laugh and rolled onto my back, stretching bene

I left earlier after Jessica called, her voice still lingering in my head even after the line went dead. She had dropped the call and then disappeared into whatever life waited for her outside mine.Now, i was in my room, unable to sleep. The house was silent, not calm because my mind wasn't. Not restful. Just… silent in a way that pressed against my ears, like it was asking me questions.I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, counting the slow rhythm of my breathing. It didn’t help. My mind refused to settle.It kept drifting back to Darius.I shut my eyes briefly, as if that would block him out, but it only made things worse.His voice came clearer in the dark. The way he spoke, low and calculated.I turned sharply onto my side."No," I muttered under my breath.But denial didn’t erase memory. If anything, it sharpened it.The way he watched me. Greedily, hungrily, and.... intently, all at once. Like he was studying something he already understood but wanted to confirm.That loo