One Night of Sin: An Omega's Conundrum
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as she went about her duties like s
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un down my eyes. I would
l with the intention of going to the bathroom t
ined muscles, and as
ike they were balanced on the tiniest
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like thunder came f
the last time I check
in front of me and the equally impr
like a b
d excuse me, I wa
down with cold blue eyes b
couldn't eve
be dumb, as he
strobe lights and partly because of the alcohol. Where the hell was Townsy? I check
ss was right. I looked wasted. I splashed water on my face. Then mo
ll through to Townsy. No response. I did the same to Shaya. S
the weight of the man that just sat on it. He must weigh a ton. He turned to look at me and our eyes met. I felt a certa
d my fa
take T
had an amorous grin as she po
his o
unter, her full breasts in display, save for
my insides. Something I hadn't felt in a while. I wanted to strike up a conversation bu
equila
ugh I was very sure she had heard me. My fists clo
you he
e man by my side rev
'm sorry. I
rried that the man she was tryi
and a deafening silence followed. Only the gulps from our t
k you've had to
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y do yo
normally not this rude. Just
and an impish grin
are fiery o
ontents of his glas
ose someth
darkened
e trying to drown out
owards my hal
haven
ed on my lips in a vertical po
'm not d
where my heart beat wildly,
before you in
d straig
y attitude. But
instead of killing yourself with alcohol. Let me h
in shock as I di
longed to a killer, not someone who r
re you ins
singly high pitched voice as I
n his hard thighs. With something harder undernea
fuck and
t whispered was too much for me. I felt like If he didn't
touchi
ang to feet that felt like they no longe
wise to go with him. Maybe he wasn't wh
eyes stared
e struggled to concentrate on her job, spilling the con
ace. Without another word, he paid for his drinks and took regal steps towards the
is tuxedo as he turned the door knob
inking. I guess my body had
me wit