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PLEASE LOVE ME SEVENTY-ONE
The next day, Gemma got down from her brand new car Isaac had gotten for her. Lucy's birthday was around the corner, and she needed to get a lovely dress to match the team at the party. She stepped into the mall, one of the largest and most expensive malls in Seattle. She looked around the parking lot after feeling a presence. Gemma breathed slowly and continued. She paused and looked behind her. There he was, Juan. "Emma" he called, Gemma looked at him, head to toe. He was dressed in a blue denim jacket and trousers. Gemma looked around her. She wasn't with anyone, not even Pamela. "Juan" she called, he came closer, and she took a step backwards. "I tried calling, texting… you blocked me," He said a little aggressively. "I… I don't think we should be seeing each other." She explained. "Why? I can't believe you, all this while we were dating, you cheated on me?" Juan said, Gemma's veins bulged out. Did she hear well? Or could she hear well? What in the world was he
PLEASE LOVE ME SEVENTY-TWO
Gemma pushed Isaac back on the bed, He laughed as she climbed up against him. Straddling his thighs, she lowered her body down onto his lap. His rigid staff nearly came up to her belly button. She took hold of him and lowered herself down onto him. Inch by inch, he penetrated her. She gasped with pleasure as he began thrusting into her, pushing his shaft between her lips, spreading her open. "Oh, god… I love it when you take control." he grabbed her breast, tugging at them. "Yeah?" She smiled, moaning to the sweet pleasure he was giving. Her mouth moved down to meet his. They kissed again, hard, full, and deep. "Fuck" she swore against his lips, moving up and down, taking every inch of him. He grabbed her hips, reaching behind her and squeezing the flesh of her buttocks, pulling her body to him until they moved together as one. Her breast was now bouncing up and down. He loved seeing them move. "Yes, yes, yes, yes…" She cried out as they held each other tightly, she moa
PLEASE LOVE ME SEVENTY-THREE
"Gemma!" Lucy called seeing her get down from the car, behind her Isaac stood in a brown thick coat. "Hi, Isaac?" She waved Isaac gave a small grin, looking away. "He's pissed," Gemma said. "Why?" She asked. "Because, he asked me not to wear something so open, but it's a club" she said in a low tone, and Lucy laughed, staring at him. He could feel them laughing and came forward. "Are we going inside or not?" He asked. "Yeah, we should," Lucy tugged Gemma's right hand, stepping into the club. "I forgot!" Gemma yelled as the sound of the music was loud "Happy birthday, sweetie!" She said, taking off her coat and giving them to the man standing beside the door. "Oh my goodness girl," Lucy stepped backwards, taking a good look at the dress. Gemma wore a short gown, the both sides had splits exposing her sexy legs and thighs also the back had a long V-neck that revealed her back line. Lucy looked at Isaac. He didn't look sad, rather he looked lost with what she was wearing.
PLEASE LOVE ME SEVENTY-FOUR
"Baby, you're getting really nasty these days, what's going on?" Gemma bit her lips, "Am I not fucking you enough?" He whispered, Gemma giggled. "Hmmm, funny… Issac, when I was in high school, I once came to club, and I happened to see this two couples having it in a white car" she giggled, playing with his hair and neck. "So you want to try it? You didn't get to in high school?" He rested his forehead on hers, Gemma giggles, smiling sheepishly. "Wouldn't mind though" she said, caressing his neck, and running her hands into his hair. "What other do you want to try? We could start by those" he smiled against her lips, breathing her in. "I don't know, maybe at the beach, veranda, don't you?" Isaac pulled back, turning her over, and hugging her from behind and wrapping her in his large arms. Gemma leaned backwards, enjoying the warmness she served. "I would be more than pleased to try does with you," he whispered and his breath fanned against hers. Gemma but her lips, as his h
PLEASE LOVE ME SEVENTY-FIVE
The next morning, Gemma opened her eyes, and she recognized the room where she laid, she was in their room from what she remembered Isaac asked to take her to the hospital, she breathed in and sighed, turning over, Isaac wasn't in bed, she shut her eyes for a moment, he must have gone to work, she assumed, this was good timing she could sneak off or come home late for now, to avoid the discussion. So many thoughts ran through her head and she held her head, sitting up. She stared around the room and he was nowhere to be seen. She looked at the table where he kept his phone, and it was laying there. He hadn't gone to work yet. Gemma suddenly felt the urge to reach out for the phone but stopped. She pushed the duvet off. She had her hair in a ponytail, her clothes were changed, she was now in a black polo and shorts, Gemma stretched, yawning wide. Her body was aching. She wore her slipper, getting up and the door opened, Gemma raised her gaze, seeing him her expression fell, she had
PLEASE LOVE ME SEVENTY-SIX
"No, you have to explain to me why, darling what happened?" Marbella asked, Gemma sighed over and over. She held in her hands a glass of orange juice and sat in the kitchen. "I don't know what came over me, I am just tired... Of having to prove to Isaac..." "What are you talking about? You're getting married in a week! Are you insane?" Marbella asked "Mom" Gemma called softly. She knew that, one didn't have to remind her, she was getting married in a week. They had planned so much, including her gown. "What the heck do you think marriage is? A joke?" Marbella asked, her gaze didn't leave Gemma, she looked so confused, Marbella looked at her fingers and she still had her rings on. "I know that exactly, mom... And that's why I want to think about this!" She yelled with a sign. Marbella turned back, looking her in the eyes unable to read her emotions. Gemma's eyes were filled with fear and guilt, like she had killed someone. "Because of Juan?" Marbella asked, with her gaz
PLEASE LOVE ME SEVENTY-SEVEN
Gemma stepped out, seeing him in his brown coat and black trousers, his hair covering his forehead, giving him a boyish look. His gaze caught hers and he began to adjust. "Isaac?" She came closer, he held in his hand a single red rose, and she smiled at the rose. "I'm sorry, Gemma," he said. "I freaked out, I shouldn't have those things... I... Gemma, I have a lot to say, but I would start by apologizing" Isaac rushed, she stared at him, coming closer, Isaac didn't seem to see the smile on her face and explained himself. "And that's why I am here, Gems... I am sorry, I don't want to lose you, I don't care if you love him or if he does, what matters most is that I love you and you love me, huh? Right? I don't want to lose you, I don't know what I would do without you... The whole..." He lowered his gaze, blinking like he searched or had practised these words. "Isaac" she called interrupting him while standing at his front, staring at him "Gemma, I am sorry... The whole house, e
PLEASE LOVE ME SEVENTY-EIGHT
"Go up Richard," Marbella says, Gemma and Isaac stood beside her. "Okay," Richard said, heading upstairs, he looked back and smiled at Isaac. "What's going on?" Abram asked, stepping down, he paused seeing Isaac and Gemma. He smiled at them, which they returned. "Come on, big man," he says, taking Richard up. Marbella walked to the kitchen, Gemma and Isaac watched her bring out a bottle of water. She held two in her hands. She handed one to Isaac and opened one, gulping down. Isaac stared at her, he had a faint smile remembering how scared Gemma was, he wasn't sure if it was safe. Gemma eyed him severally, he opened the lid, drinking from it, even when he wasn't thirsty. "Thank you" he whispered, dropping the water on a large glass centre table. "You two, got back together? That's why you were kissing right?" She asked in a calm voice, her piercing gaze at Isaac made him sit still. "Yes" he managed to say, Marbella turned around, drinking her remaining water. "Mom?
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