I respect it. I know he doesn't have to tell me where he is or where he is going but is it such a huge issue if I ask him? He claimed he was going to work, but I arrived late because he said he would pick me up, but it's been an hour and no one has picked me up. Even when I reached the office, there was no Adams to speak with. Because I'm scared, it's not a big concern for him to say he'll be late.
In my chest, a bitter fury welled up. There appears to be a boundary between us, and if I cross it, something horrible will happen to me. It's as though his world is hard to crack. It's difficult to tell what or who he is. I want to take his hand in mine and ask him what his favorite color is, but why do we seem so far apart?
When he walked inside his office, I noticed a few spots of blood on the inside of his polo shirt. I simply averted my gaze and did not ask any further inquiries. I don't want to ask, so I'll simply let him tell if he wants to. I don't want to be accused of interfering in his life when I shouldn't be. My heart pounded quicker as he came closer. Not because he was there, but because of the fragrance that lingered on his skin. It is not irritating to the nose, yet it is light and feminine.
The question occupying my mind had destroyed me. It seemed as if an angel and optimistic thoughts were inspiring me. But how did he get there? Why did he vanish without even leaving a message?
"Change your suit first, they can see the bloodstain."
That's all I told him since I didn't want to bring up the scent with him because it would be another reason for us to quarrel. I could see the surprise in his eyes, but he didn't express it. He opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it again, most likely because he couldn't think of the correct word.
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Even when we’re in the car, I don’t speak. I just looked outside as the lights on the road reflected in the car window. I noticed him glancing at me once but I didn't look at him even once. I feel dumb all day. Even when we got home I still had nothing to say to him.
But as soon as we entered the door, he pulled me back and suddenly squeezed my boobs. I leaned my body on him because of that. But the eye was awakened by the strong tear of my top long sleeve. In an instant, my bra was gone and my boobs were revealed to him and he was still holding them.
"This is amazing." When he said that, he instantly laid me down on the sofa, I left my purse on the floor and just let him do what he would do to me. When I felt the sofa behind me, he violently opened my legs and opened my p*ssy as if it were a mussel. "Look how you twitching with embarrassment."
I looked at the p*ssy he was looking. "Your vagina is pink that I want to see it swollen." When he said that, he inserted his tongue. “This clit should be punished because it doesn't pay attention to me all day. You are so wet and the juice is spilling out.” He says that with my p*ssy tongue still on.
I was able to tweak his hair so he lifted his head to me. I shook my head as if to say that I didn't want us to have sex but my body was delighted with everything he did.
“Now ... Let's try this tight p*ssy of yours. My dick is always missing you every minute.” He slowly inserted his cock into me, so my hand went to the back of his neck. His office suite is now messy. He took it off as well. When he had a hard time inserting his cock, he whispered in my ear. "I thought you were going to get loosen because of the licking and sucking I did on your clit."
“See this? You deny me but your hips moving in their own and your p*ssy is rocking my dick.” He started thrusting inside me. It was just so slow that every grind of his cock inside me— I could feel. I feel like a lot of water will come out when he slows down even more. He held my waist so he could timing every time he pounded me.
"Does it feel good when I bang you with my raw big cock?" He was still moving slowly as he was already playing with my nipple. I still suppress my voice to speak or let out a growl. "I'm gonna cum in your p*ssy, okay?" He rocks me fast and hard after saying that.
"I'm cumming in your vagina, can you feel that Zoe?" I felt a lot of loads enter inside me. "That felt good." He removed his meat from my hole and was surprised when his position get to the top and shove his dick on my mouth.
"Clean your favorite dick, Zoe." He rubbed it up to my throat as he pressed harder on my boobs. “Yes. Ahhh ... Your throat is tightening. Your mouth and p*ssy are the best. They are swallowing my cock.”
When he removed his cock from my mouth he jumped off the sofa. I just let my hand lie on the soft sofa while chasing my breath. He was back in a few seconds. Holding two dildos I was very surprised.
He pulled me upright and away from the sofa. He made me kneel on the ground then level himself to the position in my face. "Why don't we fill all your holes with dicks?" He said raising my chin and waving the dildos in my eyes.