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I've never been this nervous my entire life.
Okay that's a lie. This is actually comparable to the day I asked Jason for a break up after two years engagement. Also comparable to those moments when I step into the exam hall during my four years degree. Also, uhh, this is not the time to line up all the examples, Nina.I take a deep breath then step out of the elevator, into the narrow hallway with an interesting reception booth at the end of it. There are two attractive women with an earpiece attached to their head."Good afternoon," I greet one of them who seems more approachable.She looks up and smiles, "Good afternoon. How may I assist you?""Erm, can I see Mr Johnsons? Is he in today?" That fucker hasn't returned any of my calls or even replied my texts so he leaves me no choice but to come here to hunt him down."Yes but can I know your name? What time is your appointment with him?""I, errr, I don't have anRelated chapters
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He lied. We didn't talk on the next day as he promised. Or the following day. Or the next following days. Suddenly it's Saturday and I'm not so mad anymore. That asshole-"Good morning." My heart beats so fast the moment I hear his cheerful voice. Wait, it's his voice right? I'm not hearing voices just because I am too caught up with our issues right? So I open my eyes only to be greeted by a smiley face, "Good morning, Princess." "What." I close my eyes again, not wanting to entertain him. He chose to avoid me since Monday, going to work super early and was only home around midnight when I was too tired to get up and argue with him. Fine. Have it your way. I'm not going to bother you with my anger anymore. I’m at the point where everything is ‘whatever’ when it comes to him. What.ever. Go. To. Hell. For. All. I. Care. Whateverrrr. But I have to admit, every single night when I'm all a
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I was out of the house as early as 6, even though it's a Sunday. I can't sleep last night, thinking what an idiot I was, offering myself to my best friend just because I owe him money. And him, taking advantage of my situation, instead of rejecting my stupid proposal or behave like a true best friend. True best friends don't fuck each other! True best friends don't mind how long it takes for the other to pay back his money. And true best friends definitely don't say he'll take her virginity only when she's sober. Oh God, he's not my true best friend. Maybe I should just pack and leave?But he knows where my family lives, where I work, and most importantly, he knows me like the back of his hand. He’ll surely find me in less than a day. The ringing sound from my phone jolts me out of my worries. I quickly fish it out only to see an evil face of a Christopher Johnsons. He put that evil face himself
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I must have been too tired from not having a good night sleep last night, along with the too-early-morning and absurdly long walk at the park that I have such a blissful nap after my little fight with the landlord.Fuck, I need to find someone who licks like that, edging me so bad that I am so desperate to cum but it's a dream, so the only thing I can do is not to wake up, hoping the dream will somehow end in my favor. I spread my legs wider allowing better access to the owner of that wet tongue. Shit, that feels good. Is it because it's been too long since I last had this or is it because it really is 'that' good? I moan when I feel something filling my virgin hole, and a second later it comes out, then in again, out, in, out, in, all while the same tongue playing with my clit. "No no no no-" I plead when I was so fucking close to my happy ending but a second later I couldn't feel the tongue anymore as the heat disappeared. Even the finger is missing. 'No no no no?' That sounds f
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"Shit you're killing me," he growls as he increases his speed, both hands holding each of my legs firmly making my butt fly on the air. I'd say I'm 20 degrees inclined to the bed, and have been this way since the past few minutes. The sound of our skin slapping each other's adds to the mixture of moan and scream from me. He's been lifting my legs in all angles, I wonder when will he finally come. I remember it took only minutes when I blew him in the past but today, it seems like forever. He is still drilling me. Not that I complain but I feel guilty for only cumming on my own. Multiple times, if I may add. While he's still looking for one. Is it because I'm not his type that he can't come? "Fuck! I'm gonna come if you keep doing that!" He sounds like he's in pain, as I grab my bedsheet, needing to hold onto something while I ride my orgasm. I don't know how many I've had since we started but it seems like they keep on coming, one after another, while he curses every time I have it
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"Nina?" He knocks on my door when I'm in the midst of wearing my pyjamas. It's a cute blue Frozen dress given by May when I had a sleepover at her place during Hannah's fourth birthday. I normally wear shorts and tops when I sleep but tonight I'm going to skip panties or shorts, because it hurts when my vagina touches the cloth. I'm not only sore, even the friction of my movement makes me wince in pain every time I walk. Hence this pyjamas slash dress comes in handy, to give me some air for my vagina to breathe in, after the hard work she endures all evening. "Princess?" He tries again when I still haven't said anything or opened the door. I closed it once I finished my bath just now, to have some privacy to change my ruined bedsheet and dress myself. Though he has the key, proven by him intruding my private space when I was napping this afternoon. It's his first time using the key, since he always respected my wishes whenever I wanted time for myself. A mental note: don't bothe
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Christopher’s POV 👱🏻"Have you signed the contract, Mr Johnsons?" Martha asks when I'm only one step away from the door. Shit, wrong timing! "Uhh not yet, Mrs Adams." I scratch my head as I grin awkwardly, cursing myself for not checking the situation outside my office first before going out. "I told you I need it signed yesterday." The lady says sternly as she taps her right foot multiple times, intimidating me. She’s gotta be one of the scariest assistants in this whole wide world, keeping me between my tail the entire time, not even allowing me to slack off for the fact it's only Monday. Chill out, Grandma. There’s something we call Monday Blues. "Can I give it to you tomorrow?" I ask her, pleading, with my puppy eyes, because that seems to work most of the time, "peyishhh?" I even add a please the way Kai always say it. "Did you even start reading it?" She has added a hand to her waist, on top of that foot ta
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What is he doing here right now? It's only 4.20pm, why is he here? Isn't today Monday? He's always home late on Mondays, sometimes he's only home when I'm already sound asleep, so why? "Yeah?" I shout back from my room as I zip my suitcase. Instead of using my business-trip suitcase, I'm using the two biggest one I have, dumping everything I own that can fit into them. If I can fit my bed in it, I'd definitely throw that in too. I don't know when will I be back, or if I'll ever come back, that's why I'm bringing everything. Just in case."You packed everything." He sounds disappointed. I pull the smaller suitcase among the two towards the door, approaching him, "Can you help me with the other one?" He sighs, "Yeah sure." I pull it out, straight to the main entrance. A second later I hear him with my other suitcase. "Nin," he calls me when I'm about to open the door. "Hmm?" I turn around, did I l
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I don't care even a tiny bit about what he said because there is no way, no fucking way I'm going to give myself as easy as that, which I don't plan to give even a piece of me despite whatever I said about the agreement. Instead of following his order, I go to my room, wanting some time alone in a familiar space. I want to get out of the house so bad but he's right there, standing in the kitchen that's in between the living area and the main entrance. There is zero chance of me going through that door without being put to my place as he always does. He's being an ass because he fucking locked the door of my bedroom. Unfortunately, I don't have the key to my room, simply because I never needed it. Both of us have been roaming around the house without boundaries because one; we've seen each other, two; we respect each other so we won't cross the invisible line between us, and three; we've known everything there is to know so there is no need to close the door to hide something. But
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