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TitaniaI wake up a little after four. It's early dawn, and the dull moonlight streaming in through the window slants has morphed to dark purple. Kristoff has his arms around my waist protectively, his breath fanning the hairs on my neck — his cock probing my hole, hoarded off by the thin fabric of my lingerie. He's semi-hard, and now as I twist around in his arms to face him, I curl a hand around his shaft, stroking the tip, while watching his face closely for a reaction. He barely moves for a millisecond, but when I go further down and grab his balls, his piercing blue eyes flutter open — the storm and lust in them making my stomach churn.“What do you think you're doing, princess?” he rasps drowsily. I don't expect him to move away, or try to scold me, because I'm aware that this is what he wants. If there's anything I've noticed, it's that Kristoff enjoys sex. And fuck, I'm so horny and thirsty for another phenomenal experience with him that I can't wait till he's ready to have me
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Kristoff'It's a little after eight in the morning when I stir awake, my head hot and throbbing — mouth dry. I don't bother stretching a hand to check the other side of the bed to see if Titania is still asleep, because I know she's not. She slipped out of the room a few moments ago, clutching her lingerie.Last night was the first time I slept next to a woman without any sexual intent in a long while. It normally goes one of both ways — either I can't control myself and we end up staying up all night, fucking like wild rabbits, or I slip away in the middle of the night, downstairs, to sleep on the couch. But last night, I slept soundlessly, spooning her from behind. When she curled her fist around my dick, I was surprised. I knew she loathed me, knew she wanted anything more than to sleep next to me, but I couldn't explain this new direction she was headed. For once, I didn't know what she had going on in that head of hers.Now, as I re-evaluate the events of the night with my eyes h
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TitaniaIt's a little after two before I manage to peel myself off the bed, drawing my butt backward to rest my back on the headboard. I groan as I place a hand on my forehead, my skin piping hot. Thanks to the cold weather caused by the rain last night, I'm coming down with a slight fever. My entire body aches and my mouth is sour. A knock sounds on the door, just as I'm about to stand and go into the bathroom to wash my face.I crane my head forward. “Who is it?”“It's me, miss. Ally.”I shut my eyes in relief. The last person I really needed to see right now is Kristoff. After what happened last night, I figure I need to stay away from him. It's the only way he can't affect me or toy with my emotions. “Come in, Al.”She pulls open the door gently, and peers through, beaming at me. “I've been here before, but you were asleep, ma'am. How are you?”“Ugh, do I have to spell it out?” I wince, plopping down on my back with a groan. “I've got a splitting headache and a bad cold.”“Oh, dea
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KristoffI sit at a table at the farthest end, in the dark, away from the stripper stage and other tables, tapping my finger idly as I sip my whiskey and glance out the door every once in a while. Just like Jojo wanted, the room is divided into two — the stripper stage taking up a small portion with three strong, long poles installed. Three tall, beautiful, dark girls clung to them now naked, their hair flailing about, all around them. The male patrons watch, their tongues hanging out in glee like dogs, eyes skimming over every inch of the girls' hot, sexy, sweaty bodies.This afternoon, I paid Patrick a friendly visit. What happened last night between Titania and me surprised me. As well as made me furious. I can't get away from my mind that nonchalant look on her face when she told me boldly that she wasn't afraid of the dark. She's braved pain constantly and has become accustomed to it. I want to know the reason, or rather, the person responsible for causing such damage to her. It
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Kristoff“Kristoff.”“Titania.” I greet her with a curt nod, drawing back her chair for her to sit. “Welcome. Take off your coat.”She glances down at it uncertainly, her fingers trembling slightly as she hesitates for a second before sliding it over her slender shoulders and handing it over to me, her cheeks flushing scarlet. She's self-conscious, I note as I hand the coat over to Ernest. “Thank you, Ernest.” I give him a small, dismissive wave.He bows slowly then turns to walk away. I look Titania over. Just like her jacket, the black strappy dress that clung to her smaller frame is also made of shiny leather, the hem stopping just at the beginning of her hips. She looks astonishing. I squeeze her shoulder softly in approval and gesture for her to sit. She obeys, her gaze sauntering across the room, taking in the environment. I stare at her, at how she left her hair loose and it drapes thick, dark, and flaxen over her shoulders, and down her back. The beautiful curls frame her pret
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KristoffIn the comfort of my office, I watch as she sashays over to the six pairs of monitors on my desk, her shoulders more relaxed, her demeanor less formal and more open. Three pairs are focused on the club, and the other three, are on the house. Ally moves about, cleaning the kitchen, and Titania watches calmly — surprise spreading slowly on her face.I turn away and reach out to retrieve two wine glasses and a fresh new wine bottle, replacing it with the empty one I brought up carefully. I stride to the desk and place the glasses on it, pouring the wine. When I'm done, I pick one up and pass it up to her. She takes it without question, her eyes still drawn to the monitors.“I didn't know you watch the house,” she said softly, her voice barely audible but I hear it all right. Just like I hear her heart beating slowly in her chest. Her skin glows under the pale yellow bulb lights — brazen porcelain. My eyes stray over her appearance once more, noting the delicate, feminine way she
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TitaniaI sigh, drenched in perspiration, Kristoff's thrusts slowing now that he had climaxed. The door pulls open, just then, and Pete walks in briskly; Kristoff is still deep in me.I shriek, horrified, trying to cover my nudity, but my panties are somewhat stuck around my ankles and Kristoff's cum is still dripping down the back of my thighs.Pete stops in his tracks when he sees us, his eyes widening. He turns away, flushing a deep scarlet. “Uhm, my sincerest apologies, Sir.”Kristoff grunts, pulling up his pants and zipper. I feel his hand curl around the back of my neck, firm. “Did I tell you to get up?”“Huh?”He pushes me back over the desk, pinning my wrists down just above my head, his hold neither painful nor loose. I writhe, trying to free myself but it's useless. I wait, anticipating his next course of action.He grabs the hem of my dress, dragging it up, trying to expose me once again. I yell at him to let me go. To behave himself and stop embarrassing me.He leans over
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TitaniaI want revenge. I want closure. I know he's somewhere in the world, preying on other girls who have lost their voices, just like me. Who has lost the will to trust the ones around them and speak up? I want to erase those black days. To erase the painful memories. To make everything go back to how it once was. How perfectly happy Uncle Patrick and I were.Tears stream down my cheeks but I wipe them off hastily, clenching my fists by my side. No, I won't cry. I'll be strong. Hardening my face, I clean my eyes dry and take a deep breath, dressing up hastily. I move out, back into Kristoff's office, my vision blurry. Without thinking, I pick up the wine glass Kristoff left behind. There's still a little wine left, and the bottle on the table. I down the glass empty and pour myself another, and another, and another, until I can't feel my legs anymore and collapse on my back on the swivel chair, meant for guests. I sit there calmly for a long time, my nerves weak, my gaze fixed on t
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