"It is my pleasure, my lady," he whispered.Fuck!My sex is throbbing for him. I want more of him. I get a hold of his head and then pinned it on my cunt. I can feel his tongue licking me there. Giving me the pleasure that I want. "Please..." I whimpered.I can feel his heavy breathing on mine. He did a good job licking me there. He exactly knows how to take me by his lustful and delectable tongue. "Please what, my lady?" he said in between. I can't concentrate anymore. I can't think. I moved my hips to meet his face so he can continue pleasuring me. "Please don't stop. Make me cum," I whispered.I badly want to say his name and beg for him out loud but I know I can't. There are people surrounding us. They maybe don't know us but I know some will come here if they will ever hear me shout in pleasure. "Fuck! You are so delicious."

Peter came in to view with eyebrows furrowed, and his hands in his pocket. He glanced at his sister, giving her a questioning look but the latter gave him a quick smile before turning to her book on the table."Let's go. They are waiting for us," Peter uttered. I pointed myself if it was me he was talking about. I already have a hunch that it was me but we have his sister in the frame and I can't take that out."We are going to golf, just like what Johnny said.""Oh, okay."I put my weight on my feet and turn to his sister. "We shall leave, it was nice talking to you." That wasn't a pleasant and peaceful talk I guess but at least she talked to me. That's all that matters.She nodded while still on her book. I glanced at Peter and saw the questioning look on his face. Maybe he was curious about what we have talked about. When he stormed out to go downstairs, I followed h

I couldn't keep my eyes off of him as he was strumming the guitar on the other side of the bed. He is too focused on it that his eyes never landed on me. What am I doing here? I will just watch him all day long? I couldn't help but release a heavy sigh but still, he didn't bother to throw a glance at me. I just realized that he is making a song and sometimes I nod my head at every strum of his guitar. It's been almost half an hour but still, here I am watching him. He also opens the curtain of his room. It is a bit clearer to look at the black color of his room. The things are attractive in every corner of his room. Glancing at him, I saw him writing down the lyrics he made using his brainy head on the paper that is placed o the bed. I got up and went to the side where his things were messed up. I shook my head when I saw his boxer on the side. I guess he was in a hurry earlier that he just threw his things up. His socks are on the floor. I picked it up t

“Where did you sleep last night? Mommy’s been waiting for you,” Jane asked. The tone of her voice tells me she doesn’t want to hear my explanation but she wants to know it as well because of her curiosity. I shrugged both of my shoulders. I don’t want to explain anything to her. “Matt called, he said you didn’t answer your phone last night. Don’t worry I already told him that you were exhausted and that you forgot to bring your phone with you and left it in the dining area.”“Why did you lie?”“For your own sake? I know you better than anyone, Tara. I know you are always with him.”“Who’s with her always, Jane?” mother asked when she suddenly appeared in the living room. She is fresh from the shower. I glared at my sister and she just shrugged at me. I went to my mother to blow dry her hair.“Are you tired from work? Did they perform on the big stage again?”I chose not to answer her and remain silent. I plugged it in on the socket and smiled at her. “You can

Unable to create a word, I force a smile at her. She motioned me to fit some of the dresses and I did. I was too stunned that I don't know what to do but follow her.The clothes were fine but I can't look at the brand of them because it makes me feel so small. I put it in the paper bag that Peter's mother gave to me. "Must be him," she said when we both heard the knock on the door. I didn't confirm nor deny it because I can feel my heart beating fast again with the thought that he was there outside, standing and looking for me.It felt so good but I can feel my heart being guilty because of the thought that I am cheating on Matt which is really accurate. I smiled at Peter's mother before I stood up in front of her. The door clicked when it was opened by Peter. Peter's eyes were searching until in landed on me. "I invited her here. Are you looking for her?" his mother