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Her Raging Flame (R-18)

Chapter 3 In Denial

Word Count: 1271    |    Released on: 26/06/2021

arlier. I still caught the sight of her sexy back before she completely dis

elt this way to other women. Not until I saw her one day sitting inside one of the glasses looking like a broken doll in her signature stoic cold face. It's precisely why I bid for her that

my offer, then I don't have to keep on guessing. My curiosity and desire for her will be answered the moment I'm done with her. It

the club cannot seem to do anything when Femella refused me o

an for reject

when he noticed my uncanny silence. He pressed the end of the cig

ight infront of everybody during last month's bidding. If only you were here, you could have seen the look on his face

missed opportunity to record it. I cou

st be thinking I would pour more money on her but I'm not buying it. She's not even special. What make

ind. The feel of her smooth hand on my face still lingers in my memory. The way i

to bed with, then I could have bid for her, too. I just don’t really like virgins. They are a pain in the ass. They are fa

ed virgins even we were in college. What

ng about my preference of women here? Did I ask

times. I want my lady to be giving me the same pleasure as what I'm gi

d of reaction I wanted from him. Someone is still living in the past, I see. His

e nerve, Maverick,"

y shoulders.

for me. At least, she never did reject me just like how Fem

ted my

e here to enjoy the night. You guys just

r. I know how bad would it go if I didn

ht," Cholo

who could quench my lust and so much more. I can't wait to get my hands into someone who is deliciously beautiful, inexperienced, and timid. An image of the girl floated in my mind. No,

at the center stage of La Vida club. The spot light

t of another pure woman to warm my

t bidder win, gentlemen." Cholo stood u

ned up another bottle. I ra

will be on the last minute. The best par

glass and drank it one full fashion. The bitter burning taste traveled down from my mouth down to my stomach where it

yet you make on

rlier. I was hoping to see her again to my amazement. When did I become like this especially

The woman is also n

the feisty woman is keeping my nights occupied. It's not just pride or my macho bravado. I don't know what do I call this strange feeling becaus

eck are you doin

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