Amor Doce Novels & Stories

“I made a big mistake letting myself be seduced by Jeffrey. I learned that I couldn't trust in him. - Damn it. Did he cheat on her? The guy must have been a huge idiot and a son of a... A corner of her mouth twitched sadly. “Not in the way you're thinking. Not with another woman. In fact, he didn't betrayed exactly, he betrayed me in the sense of being inconsiderate. - Like this? She grimaced, picked up her wineglass and drained it. “To talk about it, I need more wine. Damien leaned into the hall, called to Carmen, and lifted her empty glass. she made him a nod and then turned towards the kitchen. Carmen returned with the bottle of wine, filled the glasses and collected plates and cutlery. “

His hand brought the sheet upto my neck while his eyes stared at mine . " There is no need to work today , I have arranged food for you , You can order more with the work phone in my office . Number is written beside it " I nodded . " If anything happened call the last number on the diary next to the phone , understood ?" I nod once . " Take care , we'll be back by evening "I bite my lip as he suddenly kissed my forehead and walked out . EH ? Why is my heart beating so loudly ? I was eating some chips and going at the back of the house since they had a T.V there , I walked across the cabin but stopped and walked inside it .

She found a white one with a small bow at the left side of the waist and a semi-sweetheart detail with a thigh-high slit. “Excuse me, can I get that dress?” Arya asked a sales assistant that was close by and pointed at the dress. The sales assistant who Arya knew as Debby due to her name tag, rolled her eyes silently before turning to face Arya with an obvious fake smile. “I'm sorry but the dresses placed on the display aren't for sale, you'd have to pick another one,” Debby said briefly. “Why? Is there something wrong with the dress?” Arya’s previously happy air plunged into darkness when she heard the news.

“Cum for me, baby. Let go.” She came with a broken moan, body shaking, thighs trembling around my hand. I kept fingering her gently through it, whispering praises until she came down from her high, breathing hard and looking at me with dazed, satisfied eyes. I pulled my fingers out slowly and brought them to my mouth, tasting her. “Delicious,” I murmured, smiling down at her.

I'm frozen, skin burning, chest heaving. He leans in one last time, his whisper threading through the noise. "Consider yourself saved." Saved. The word tastes bitter. Because it doesn't feel like salvation. It feels like exposure. Like humiliation. Like he just made me a pawn in a game I swore I'd never play. Before I can say anything, the bottle clinks again, laughter spilling over me like poison. The circle closes in, hungry for the next victim. But I can still feel his mouth on mine, his whisper in my ear, his eyes warning, daring, promising all at once.