While still embracing Adams' body, I turn my head to watch Derek's response. But before I could, he hid my face in his chest, but it's too late because I already watched Derek wave away from us as his minions followed him. My hands didn't stop trembling, but when they curled around Adams, they calmed down on their own. I gazed up at him after everyone had vanished.
And it was as if my soul had been taken from my body; my entire body was as cold as a corpse, and my eyes practically sprang out in horror when he let go of my hug and turned his back on me. I wanted to grab his hand, but I was afraid that if I did, he would hit it, and it would no longer be able to hold him.
But I didn't want to look back and regret anything, so I pursued him. I yelled at him before he could get out at the end of the alley. When he came to a halt, it gave me hope. But I also ground to a standstill, leaving some space between us, since I preferred not to grasp his hand that wasn't extended to me. I want to take it when it comes up, so I can find out if he still wants me by his side despite what he discovers.
I couldn't say anything, since our feet had come to a point at the same time. I couldn't find the perfect words to describe everything to him. Would that make sense if he was just disgusted with me? Even though I'm not talking to anyone, I'm fondling my nails and staring at the ground.
“Do you have something to say?” His voice was toneless, I didn’t know if he was angry or what reaction he was having. He also just turned his back, so I had no idea.
I opened and then closed my mouth. How am I supposed to tell him the truth? What if he just left me when he found out? I want him to read my mind, and ideally, I can read his mind as well, to determine if he will leave me or stay by my side when he finds out. Even though I couldn't talk for a few minutes, he made another step, but he was only three steps away when I called his name again.
“ADAMS!” I still don't know what to say, but the way he treated me is the source of my pain. I cried until the tears dried up, yet they flowed like a torrent. I just sat there, not knowing what to say, but;
“I apologize. 'm sorry. “I-I'm sorry,” I say as I wipe away my tears. I didn't know if he could hear me or if he had left since I was sitting there gazing at the ground.
Even though we were in a dark alley, the tainted air went past us, and after a few more blasts of it, I noticed his black shoes facing me on the ground. I wept, even more, when I stared up at him. He sat in front of me as well. He has his arms on his knees, resting his head on them and peering at me.
“Why are you crying now?" he said, not realizing how heavy my heart was. He tucked my stray hair behind my ear and stared into my weeping eyes once again.
“I'm not interested in your past. That is why they are referred to as the past. They have no place in the present or future, so why not tell everything to me? Hmm?” He raised my chin to level our gazes. “I don't date to despise the person because of what happened to her. You are great because you were able to go through all of that without the help of anybody else. Please come here.”
I just sat there staring as he talked. I didn't move until he pressed his face against mine. He kissed me softly, tasting every nook and cranny of my lips. Sweet, slow, and with appreciation. Why hadn't I met this person sooner?
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“HAAH…!”
“Your nipple is hard. Isn't this what you want me to do to you?” He has one of my nipples in his mouth while pinching the other, so it just balances the pleasure with the feeling.
“HaAaHnn.” I even elevated my body as his squeeze on my nipple got more agonizing, as if he meant to crush it. He is currently in a different position.
As I lay, we're in the back seat. But he forced me to stand and sit. I don't have a top coat anymore. He opened my legs as I sat. One of my feet is on the closed window, while the other is in the driver's seat. He was simply on my side, sitting there as well.
“Look at this, your panties are soaked,” he whispered, fondling my p*ssy and nibbling my ear. “Fuck, licking your nipple and kissing you giving me a boner, and doing that to you … my finger is almost drowning in your so wet,” he murmured, inserting his tongue into my earlobe.
“Ahh … I'm sorry.” I bit my finger to stop my saliva from dripping and watched how he stirred my p*ssy.
I was disappointed when he removed his finger and lifted it. “Look how sticky your cum is. It's like a lube.” He was playing with the sticky thing in his hand now that he got inside my p*ssy. While he was doing that, I lowered my legs and then leaned against the car window and door and lay halfway down.
“Please, fill me up. Load me with your cum so … they all can say that I am your property.” I told him as I opened my two legs and opened my p*ssy hole with both my hands. “Imagining you possess me is overflowing …” I finished speaking while biting my lip.
After I said that, he suddenly inserted his big cock inside me. Because he was fingering me earlier, his dick easily penetrated me.
“Hell. The inside of your p*ssy is twitching and squeezing me tightly as if it doesn't want to let go of my dick.” He started pounding me like a lion.
“Ohm! W-wait … Nah.” I held my mouth because we were just in the alley and possibly, someone could hear me even though the car was closed.
“Hold your voice, what if someone hears you they might even think I'm violating you.” What he said after intensified the bang on me. “Because you're noisy, you need punishment.” When he let out that, he doggy-style me and hit my ass hard, which is why the clenching of my p*ssy on his dick is tighter.
“Oh, what a clench. You are enjoying my spanking.”
He moves quickly like a mad tiger. Spank my ass like a naughty lion. Until we both cum.
When his semen came out inside me—he whispered to me that only the two of us could hear. “I will teach this p*ssy hole of yours to recognize the semen that he should accept.”