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Delivery of Euphoria

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1199    |    Released on: Today at 15:21

dside table, with a profound sense of l

free from my inner constrai

et into it. But all of these were

embrace me, gently caressing my back. "I'm sorry, my darli

with anger. Overwhelmed by an intense, burning desire that remained unfu

riage. All that talk about girls needing to keep thei

o take a shower to cool down. Images of Maurice's muscul

o be tormented by the sounds, nor face

when I heard a series of heavy footstep

as time ticked by, Maurice still

he doing

d to the bathroom door. Peeking through the

I had just changed out of, inhal

aced my underwea

with Lilliana, yet he stil

French guy trul

old water reignited, and I suddenly

I'm married. I can't do a

, but my fingers accidentally b

lunged int

too late. As soon as I turned, my wrist was

around my waist, his heated

f breathing was especially pronounced

ot Lilliana. You've

pressed against him, and I

it's you

eard everything earlier. Your husband s

ear, sending shivers down m

Charles. This is not the right

eep. Don't you want to exper

men a few times, his impressive ite

acade of resistance. "Let go or I'll screa

Maurice left

e sounds from next door started ag

following days, although Charles was exceedingly gentle with me, I cons

only dared to sneak a peek when I was alone, neve

my little secret

she often reached out to chat, and

was in the restroom, she sneakily went through my pho

deliberately opening the browsing history.

" My face flus

est. "You better giv

t? Just name your pr

eckish. How about treating

n the app, discussing sizes and len

screen in front of me.

Charlies."

rather stubborn life. Listen, life is so short that we should always

questioned my creed

dered tasted just like juice. She assured me

iousness grew hazy,

e sweet wine was alcoh

y, and I drifted

e, I found myself ly

gy. I wanted to continue sleeping, but the wet,

? Why are yo

ng my foot, licking it, his thick lips enveloping

d another French guy emerged f

and her stockings were torn beyond recognition. It

hat is going on?

elivery arrived, but there was only one roo

ne bed-this was

ously fixing their focus on me, inching c

ey planning

d myself up on the bed,

my limbs felt weak. As soon as I s

g the French guy's chest. "Go on, m

lliana talk

ged a knowing glance, smil

hands at them. "Non!N

please make them leave. Th

uest, the two French

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