(AMELIA)We are both arching our back right now drowning in a stream of severe pleasure and desire and it seems we are not going to be satisfied soon as the desire and cravings become much more intense than ever before. The pleasured look on his face seems to be turning me on the more and driving my entire system into the state of lustful insanity. I don't want him to stop. I don't fucking want him to stop. We are both going crazy on the bed as he begins to drive into me like a crazy mechanical machine slamming my p**** hard both of us shivering groaning and moaning without care and caution as we feel the electric bolts within us getting much more harder and intense ascending to the top about to get to the climax. Oh my God. We both groan as we orgasm again at the same time moaning and wailing but he doesn't stop pounding into me sustaining the orgasm a lot more than we bargain for. God feel like I'm going to explode. Mostly I feel like I'm just...... I feel I'm going to lose my s

(EVE)After waiting for such a long time and getting extremely impatient, I find myself glancing irresistibly at my wrist watch wondering how long I have been waiting for that fellow to return. Oh my goodness it's been 30 minutes even almost an hour since he left to get Amelia. What the hell happened? Why the hell is he taking time ....... or should I see why hasn't Amelia arrived here? I am really getting extremely impatience right now as I keep glancing at the stairs awaiting the clapping sounds of her feet descending towards me. What the f*** is she waiting for? Why the hell is she taking so much time? I place my elbows on my knee and cover my face with my palms taking deep breaths to cool off my palpitating nerves. I really should take this easy. I really have to calm down right now. She is going to come down soon. Maybe she is presently busy with something important at the moment. Yeah maybe that is it. I should be patient and wait for her to finish whatever she's doing so that

(AMELIA)The day continues with guilty little me trying to reorganize my thoughts and organize my entire being on the frightening experience that occurred moments ago as I am seated in my little bedroom sorting out a few clothings and stuffs in preparation for Brandon's return. I keep thinking about Eve and what she might be doing right now, how she is feeling about what she just saw and what she might be planning to do. I really don't know how to feel right now. This is the worst experience I have been trying to avoid but it finally happened. Of all my friends, she is the very one person I did not want to know what is happening between me and Nathan. But she's found out and she is extremely furious with me. Oh my goodness. I rake my fingers through my hair with frustration and toss some clothes to a section of the bed with frustration. Stupid silly Nathan. Always relentless in seducing the living hell out of me. Now look what has happened. How do I go on about this with the know

(BRANDON)At exactly 12 in the midnight, I find myself relaxing back against my office sitting with my legs on the table as I swipe through my iPad going through the list of pictures of the tools needed for the current project I am working on. The night has really been a stressful one attending to the juniors and observing the meetings with the board of directors and I have been extremely tired. But all of this is nothing compared to the load of work about to come my way in the next few minutes. I really have to take any relaxation time I get serious because once the business resumes, there shall be no rest until everything about it is completely sorted out. I check my wristwatch to see that I have only just one hour 30 minutes left to rest before we can all resume again. This is going to be a very very long night. I just know it. I think about Amelia and wonder what she could be doing right now at home. I'm really hoping Nathan doesn't give her much trouble because that boy can be

(NATHAN)I am lying down in my bed unable to sleep and shut my eyes to allow the impending slumber to take over as I lean against the headboard of the bed staring at the ceiling thinking continuously. I am such a fool to be honest. I don't even know what else to think or do anymore right now at the moment. I'm just totally confused. I can't believe I said what I said few moments ago. Why is it just so freaking hard to stop myself from thinking of doing these silly things to Amelia? I take a deep breath and rub my face with my palm as I try to force the pending slumber about takeover. But it is just so hard. My system right now is in an eternal chaos. I need help with me right now. I need her with me right now in my bed beneath me as i grind the living life out of a pussy. Holy s***. I facepalm myself and shut my eyes trying to catch my breath. I am as hard as ever without redemption till it aches and I feel like this is going to be the worst night of my life. I really want to stop