I Can't Stop Me Twice Novels & Stories

He sighed, “Ohh Siri..” “Please Pai. Don’t ask me to do more…You know I can’t..I can’t, if it’s not you.”

She's a fraud! "Cassandra, please forgive me. Come back with me. I'll make it up to you." I stared at him, but my heart barely trembled. Slowly, I pulled my hand back. "Mason…let the past stay in the past. I love my work and my life in Ularia. I don't want to go back." Mason refused to let go. "Cassandra, I know you're still mad at me, but I've truly learned my lesson. Give me one chance… I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you."

“I can only let you stay in my life. That is all you can get from me. There will be no more than that.” “At least hear me out…” I shook my head again and face in front of the car. “We have to get back to the office. Please drive the car again.” I thought I could finally have the courage to hear him out but I guess the pain is still here and it is making me stop him from saying anything. “Just give me more time,” I said as he started driving the car again. “Just a little more time.” I heard him sigh. “If that is what you want.”

Still, all I wanted now was to move out. "I'm sorry, something came up today. Could I cancel or reschedule?" I asked quietly. "Ms. Walsh, appointments with our specialists are extremely hard to secure. If you cancel today, the next available slot may be more than three months away." Isaac walked out, rubbing his temples, and happened to catch the conversation. He frowned and gently said, "Iris, it's not easy to get a slot like this. Don't cancel it. Your health is more important. I'll skip my classes today and stay with you."

I wasn’t going to stop. Then…BEEEEEP. BEEEEEP. BEEEEEEEEEP.

His middle finger continues to swirl, as the maddening sensations radiate outward. It took every bit of my concentration to form the simple words which have been trying desperately to make their way out. "Lucas! Please... you have to..." The word freezes on the tip of my tongue. 'Stop.' It's a simple, one syllable word! Why can't I say it? 'Because you want him to continue!' The shameful thought echoes inside, even as I strained to repress it. 'You want him to keep going, because you love this.' Every fiber of my being wants to argue with this notion, but the ripples of delectable pleasure are making it hard to formulate thoughts of any type.

I should stop but I just can't Wendy was pissing me off!

"Tell me how you feel," "I'm okay,” "That's not a feeling,” "I'm feeling okay," I said again with more force. "Only a bit overwhelmed,” "Maybe we should stop,” I didn't want to stop. I shook my head. “No, you need to keep going,” I said breathlessly. I couldn't quit here or I may never return.

I can’t stop it from playing in my mind, from repeating itself like a song that never ends. The pain is unbearable, and I don’t know how much more I can take. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. All I want is for it to stop. And then, something inside me snaps.

Then I thrust my head back against the headrest, gripping the steering wheel tightly with my hands. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" I chant to myself. "How could I have allowed myself to do this again? Why is a nice guy like Richard not enough to make me say no?" I question myself aloud.