"Ouch." My muscles constricted and I fell to the ground wincing in pain.Why did I have to run even when I'm very aware I can't keep up for more than five minutes. I berated myself inwardly and attempted to stand, but my legs refused the order.Then I looked ahead, Mr. Clinton was a good distance away.I had to be honest with myself, it definitely didn't feel like a competition, it was more like a tortoise daring to challenge the hare.And that tortoise was me, I lost in less than ten minutes...Even when I was still seated on the ground, I was still huffing and panting for a few meters, a race I barely pulled off.I stayed on the ground to catch my rough breath."Mr. Clinton!" I yelled for his attention; I needed help to stand. My legs refused to cooperate.I saw him turn around and approaching me.Damn, he looked quite hot while running, his stubble strewed all over his oval face by the gentle breeze, and my heart started drumming the music of infatuation.When will he be mine? I
I arrived at my favorite spot in a cab, and Helen was already waiting for me. As I descended from the vehicle, my eyes caught a particular figure I despised.My face slightly distorted for a split second before returning to normal.I only told her to meet me here, not with him...Vincent was resting on his car, trying to look cool, but falling short, while Helen had her hand on his shoulder."Hi," he greeted as soon as I approached them. Just like the other day, his eyes scanned my body, licking his lips. I smiled back, concealing the disgust on my face."Did you wait long?" I asked Helen, ignoring his greeting since I didn't tell her to bring a company along."Sarah..." She glared at me, ambiguously scolding me for being impolite.I poked my nose at her in defiance and averted my eyes from them. She should learn to accept my disdain towards him. I simply can't change how I feel about him. But for now, let me just pretend.My face suddenly brightened, showing my pearly white teeth. "H
SARAH'S POV I love his eyes, his charm, oh, the lips. Gosh, I wish I could get a taste of it. He slowly walks towards me and I was getting impatient. 'Walk faster.' I couldn't wait to feel his hands on my body. Finally! He pressed his body on mine, stroking my thigh, the pleasure was building up just by one touch of his, I could feel my heart racing in anticipation. He brought his lips closer to mine, I couldn't wait any longer, I put my lips on his and kissed him passionately, and I loved it, he even kissed me back, sucking my tongue and I did the same. I gripped his hair pulling him closer to deepen the kiss, heavens, it felt really good to have him on top of me. I also wanted the next step, for him to put his hard member inside me. My hands strolled through his back, touching those manly skin. His hot breath brushed my face as he pulled out of the kiss and moved towards my neck. It felt good, really, really good. He sucked on my earlobe while massaging my nipples gently and it
I know it sounded crazy to say I was already taken by a man who doesn't know I harbor feelings for him. I am too obsessed with him that I can't think of going out with any other guy other than him. The transfer student stared at me with disappointment in his eyes; I could see he really wanted to ask me out. I wouldn't blame him though, as I've got the perfect body most men want: big boobs and curves that send out waves whenever they set their eyes on me. But I only have eyes for the man in my beautiful dreams. The lecturer finally arrived, and I was thankful he came at the right time to save me from the next couple of sentences he would have said to persuade me to go out with him. After class, Helen offered for us to go shopping, and I gladly accepted. I really need a new set of jeans, a crop top, and also some colorful bras; my old ones are already getting bad. We stood ready to leave the classroom, and I could see the transfer student winking at me. I ignored him and followed H
There is so much elegance in him and that is one of the many things I love about him. I really want to see what is hidden behind those clothes. Oops, I'm thinking dirty thoughts again. I tried steadying my breathing so he wouldn't notice, but it was proving to be really difficult. Could my heartbeat stay steady in his presence? No way in this world."Hi Sarah, how have you been? It has been a long time since I last saw you." His monotonous voice soothed my heartbeat to the extent I was gazing at him with dreamy eyes."I...I've been good," I managed to reply while still gazing at his beautiful eyes. "I..." I wanted to say how much I miss him before his phone interrupted me."Sorry, I will take this," he said, answering the call, and I felt like pulling the caller by the hair through the phone for ruining my moment.Ten seconds later, he hung up and gave me an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, I would have loved to treat you to dinner, but I have to go now, it's work."I smiled at him and sh
Did I hear him right or is it just my imagination running wild, he just called the one. Is it what I think it is?"Father, can you please repeat what you just said for clarity?" I wanted to be sure."Do you have a problem with him?"He asked and I glanced at him, why would I have a problem with him? Gosh, my blood is boiling with excitement."Besides, he is the only one I trust to look after you the same way I do." He had no idea how happy I was to be entrusted to him. I get to see him every single day living under the same roof, I don't have to dream about him anymore because it would soon be a reality."Or is there......""Say no more, Father. I trust your judgement." I cut him off before he could bring another option that would make me sulk.This was the best good news I have ever heard in my entire life. I get the chance to be with him and not only that, make him mine. I am ready to do anything to make him fall for me. I tossed in my bed feeling excited, I can't wait till the next
Few minutes later, I heard footsteps approaching; they were so refined and graceful that it made my heart beats rhyme with every sound that arouses my deepest desires. I could tell my face had already turned red without me looking at the mirror. I stood immediately as I saw him. Those lips again, they are making me crazy. Even his eyes are making me lose my mind. I pressed my lips tightly to avoid saying what was hidden in my mind. My heart yearns for him that there's no turning back for me. This is the man I love and will always love. I promised to always try by any means to make him love me back. He came closer, and I did the same. I really want his hot breath on my face, my neck, my body, and everything in my possession. His gaze fell on me, and my brain released the bind and unleashed me with no restraint. I did a small leap, and my body fell towards him as I tripped, almost falling before he caught me, holding my waist, and finally those hot breaths graced my skin. His face was
I woke up the next day feeling energetic and ready to make a nice breakfast for Mr. Clinton, he was surprised to see me in his bedroom with a tray of food. I woke up earlier than ever, at exactly 5 AM just to prepare breakfast for him before he leaves for work."Why go through all this for me, you don't have to," he said as he sat up on his bed while I swayed my legs childishly."It's nothing, Mr. Clinton," I smiled at him, and he smiled back. I better get used to seeing him smile like that, or I wouldn't be able to keep my thoughts from spilling out.He gazed at me, waiting for me to leave, but I was too occupied to understand. "Are you going to stand there and watch me eat?" he raised his eyebrow at me, and I gave an awkward smile."Um..I'll go to my room if you don't want me to, you know."I could tell he didn't understand what I hinted just now; a deep furrow appeared on his forehead as he stared at me, waiting for an explanation."I meant, if you don't want me to join you for bre