Not Your Typical Love Story

as arousing him just by being herself and he couldn’t hold back. Shifting the gear in

Tonight had been her death anniversary, and he had visited her grave that afternoon. One year ago on the same night, he had decide

ad chanced upon a per

ouse, awestruck. It was a splendid yet homely escape. A warm and fuzzy feeling spread in

ly. His beliefs led him to believe Milla had moved on in the afterlife. He knew Milla would have wanted him to

to reappear with one of Milla’s unused bathrobes. Since she

of her body against the glass. Myra had such great curves, and the wet dress just amplified them. He

obe. Her bare and smooth skin, completely naked apart from the thin material of the bathrobe. Fortunately, M

e?” Myra winked. “Or d

e carried himself and his attitude towards her, in spite of being bold, there was no

ome proved to her he was willing to sell his body for benefits.

iew of his 6’2” height. She was a mere 5’6”, feeling

a hidden compartment under the sofa, he withdrew one bottle of red wine. He returned

. Her capacity to drink often left others in awe, but for Hart, it

spered in a soft tone, ha

sorrows of how she had wished for everything with Jake, giving him her virginity and naively believing he was genuinely interested in her. They had

sperately cleanse her min

away the tears in her eyes with his sleeve. “Did I s

and shook

st. A failed relati

r words. “Milla, forget the

him intensely. “Accompany me tonight. Yo

n on the sofa, caressing her apple-red cheeks. “Okay, Mi

m. I can’t wait until the day I manage to erase him c

rs, slowly cajoling her to open her mouth as he filled her with the warmth of his kisses. The sensation soothed her, making her forget she was with a man she ha

ound herself wet with craving. Perhaps this man was the answer to her problems,

ed out unconsciously

moment of flurry. This time, Myra was egging him on, pulling him against her bare

e, especially after he had found her lifeless body in the forest, with her clothes ripped apart. The police had

convulsing with need, he realised h

en and she yelle

u to stop? You have to take respo

you not afraid of something more than this?

a fighter towards his opponen

s woman standing without a stitch on her, wit

oom. It was a room he had made love with Milla countless times. In his heart, he apologised to

next, closing her eyes as she felt his hands streak down her bare shoulders to explore her naked torso. His touches were bringing chills down her spin

moans to turn to that of pain. But the pain she felt had been accompanied by pleasure. After what seemed like fo

y was throbbing from all the hickeys he had left on her body. Albeit

er chin up

o be able to withstand what follows?” h

t was what

dow, fearsome-looking silhouettes passing by instilled fear in Myra. Hart hushed h

r her head in her fluster. Were they