Romans & histoires Whoa Here She Comes

I ask and she nods quivering. I push a finger into her and she moans loud, “So fucking tight” I say, pushing in a second finger. “You a virgin?” I ask suddenly but she obviously doesn’t here me as she pulses round my finger and then shouts her release. When she is come down from the first high and turn her so her back is to the couch and I’m above her.

When did she sleep properly? She had only reached halfway to the class but the silence around her told her that she will be late. She did not see the arm which suddenly shot out from nowhere and pulled her in the darkened class. In her confusion, she heard the lock being turned and her brain panicked. She was going to get raped by some creep and will never be able to walk down the alter as a virgin. Not that it was the idea in the first place. She was yet again engulfed by the heavy arm but this time the rough scent which surrounded her, felt familiar, too familiar. Like a flash of fast forward videos, the memories of the scent jolted through her brain. What was this guy doing to her?

She wasn’t sure what to expect so shaving was going to have to happen. When she got out of the shower and was dressed, she grabbed her purse and keys before heading across the hall to Joni’s apartment. Joni answered the door shouting goodbye to Isaac over her shoulder. She looped her arm through Rebecca’s, “I am so excited to go shopping,” she clapped her hands. “If you keep clapping your hands like that they are going to chap,” Rebecca laughed. “Ha. Ha,” Joni rolled her eyes.

Heaven, what? She isn't fucking breathing!. **

But as soon as I saw the red cape covering her face, I knew exactly who she was. “No fucking way. Get that fucking witch out of here.” I yelled.

She approached me like a lion stalking its prey. “It’s finally nice to see you, Zara,” she said, voice dripping with venom. “Or should I say, Mrs. Kings?” “Oh yes, you can call me Mrs. Kings,” I replied, letting the title sting her like a whip. Her expression faltered for just a moment—victory. “What are you doing here?” Damien’s voice broke in from behind. “I came to see you and say congratulations… and thanks for last night,” she said with a smirk that screamed she thought she’d won.

I need to hurry down. But like an evil witch she is, I can’t escape her wrath. She stands before me as I try to step out. “And where do you think you are going?” I lower my head, not to meet her eyes. Without any warning she release her pheromones. I hold my breath for a moment. “Come out now the shores await you” her laugh echoes even without her making a sound. I nod and clenched my fist so tight, I fear if I don’t hold my breath a little longer I might faint.

Khai and Walter got out of the car and started hauling the big packs of rice and flour out of the car and they told me to take as much of the smaller stuff as I could. Behind the walls I could hear small footsteps running around, screams of joy – a chorus of children. Walter set two knocks on the door and a tired old woman opened the door. Grey hair and a long black dress, sparing no skin. She appeared to be a nun. “Shekhaina, so good to see you boy.” She pulled him into a hug. Khai was all smiles when he set the pack of rice on the ground and embraced her. Shekhaina. What a beautiful name.

I glanced at Quinn, who looked uneasy but said nothing. With the strong sedative I gave Lannister earlier, he wouldn’t be waking up that day. I called the driver to check in. “Where are you now?” The driver immediately updated me. “We’re still at the office. The chairwoman fell down the stairs and hit her head. She’s a little disoriented.” I nodded and was about to hang up when the driver added, “Wait, Sophia, the chairwoman wants to speak to you.” Hearing that Serena was gesturing for the phone, the driver quickly passed it to her.

"Dude...look at what she's doing...fuck she's tight!" "Don't you want it put it in me?" "Yea!" But before I had a chance, she pushed out breathy moans, "Oh god! I'm cumming, already...cummmming...yessssss...cummmmmmmming...cummmmmming...honey, I'm cummmmmming!"