Illicit Pleasure

breath to calm down, but this time I feel no improvement and I just wanted to hit the first idiot who talks to me. -Partner problems? "No way" I turn my eyes to the person I

ill cost us money if you damage it. -Really? -I immediately got up from my place -Well, actually there is no problem for me, I will be able to pay for the damage. I froze when I saw them in my room, what the hell do you think you are doing being here at this time of night and more so on campus! -You can't be here, if the manager notices.... -Oh, yeah right, I found him and told him I wanted to see if you were okay since your roommate was gone and you were feeling sick. He was wearing jeans, he looked so sexy indeed, very tight, a t-shirt and a black leather jacket, my mind imagined beyond what it should and my eyes enjoy the masculine beauty of my ex's father, the fragrance of his perfume takes over my room, he smelled exquisite indeed. -That's absurd. -No one would believe what he's saying -He'd better leave or else.... -Otherwise... what? -The stern way he was looking at me made me keep silent. He was in front of me, he takes a lock of my hair, he takes my chin so that I look him in the eyes. -I told you that night, once I take something, I get it at any cost, I don't care if you are my son's girlfriend or not, you belong to me and we both know that perfectly well. My lips were tempted by his when he made a sensual brush that made me nervous, he realizes he is getting what he wants and that is what annoyed me the most so I did what I least expected, I started to scream as loud as I could but I didn't do it for long as he covered my mouth with his hand. -What the hell do you think you're doing? -You'd better leave... -He frowned because he didn't understand anything I said so he looked at me annoyed and warned me that if I scream again he will be forced to use force -I said you'd better leave, I'm not a diversion of an old green tail who uses his power to get whatever he wants. -Who do you think you're talking to? -I don't care who he's talking to. I just know he's a fucking stalker who thinks he can bully me because he's rich, but what does he think? Pudrase.... He takes over my lips in a voracious kiss, his beard stung my cheeks but it was still mesmerizing and captivating the way he kisses, my body knows it's him because in a few seconds I felt him