So tired and so sore, I get up from bed. It's already 12 noon and I haven't eaten anything yet. I look at Daryl who's still peacefully sleeping beside me.
Tss, this bastard scored twice in different positions.
I bit my lower lip as I remember what happened earlier, my female part is sore as fuck, but his touch and kisses was left on my body. I can still feel the tingling sensation in me.
I removed his hands resting on my stomach and get up. But I didn't even succeed when he grabbed my waist again.
“Stay here.” He murmured.
“I can't I have work.” I said the truth because I really have shoot with a sunscreen lotion.
“I'm the boss.” He said the boss card.
I glared at him but removed his hands again. I walk on the bathroom and locked it, I took a bath and I can't help but remember what happened inside this room.
After so many years we did it, after so many years, I felt it again. That feeling is heaven.
When I finished bathing, I put some ointment with my body because some parts of me bruised because of his grips.
Tsk. I still have shoot and I look so tired and dry. I got so tired and he almost didn't let me rest. He's that hungry huh?
I went out the bathroom seeing him only wearing a white towel on his hips while calling someone on the phone.
I pouted, maybe his wife is now angry. What will his wife feel when she finds out that her husband is fucking another woman?
That kind of a painful incident.
“I will come home later.” He said plainly while his eyes were all on me. Watching my every move.
I grabbed my Victoria's Secret pair of underwear and wore it on my body in front of him.
I saw him gulped and ended the call quickly.
He walked towards me but I raised my hand as sign that I won't let him.
“Stop.” I said and warned him.
He stopped in the middle and licked his lower lip again.
“Baby...” He whispered and bit his lower lip now.
“I have shoot. I know you have appointments too, move now.” I said strictly and turned my back on him.
While continue wearing my panties, I can feel his hands holding my waist and gently kissing my neck.
“I'm happy.” He whispered.
“I'm so happy that I was the only one...through the years.” he whispered again.
I stopped.
He may not say anything but I know what he's implying right now. That fact hit me.
Isn't it unfair that he was the only one who claimed me and he's here free and probably had fucked his wife more than a hundred times already?
And because something happened to us and he cheated on his wife, probably he's fucking some other women too.
“How can you say that you are the only one?” I asked a bit serious now.
“I just know.” He whispered and kissed my neck again.
I pushed him. I don't want him kissing me because it affects me. I don't want him to continue because we can't be productive from that, and that's a fact.
“Oh, come on. I missed you.” he whispered and kissed my earlobes now; he's even poking his thing on my bum.
“Daryl, they will call me shortly.” I whispered erotically. Well, I am affected.
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