Chapter 1
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She had the spare key to the apartment; as she tried to use it, to her surprise, the door was not locked.
She was sure he said he would be at work. Could it be that someone forced their way in? She slowly placed the pizza box on the countertop.
"Babe..." she called.
A sudden sound caught her attention; she grabbed a knife from the drawer and slowly walked towards where the noise was coming from. As she moved closer towards the rooms, she got nervous; the sounds coming from there were unusual.
She turned the door handle of his bedroom carefully not to make noise; in case he was home, he might be sleeping, and she didn't want to disturb him. She first peeped in.
“ Mm… Angel, you always taste delicious." He groans, pressing his lips on hers.
“Austin, yes, I am close," she squeals, the pit of her stomach tightening and her legs shaking.
He smirks, reaching over into the drawers next to his bed, bringing a strip of condoms out, one with six on it. He makes eye contact with her, with a devilish smile on his face, tearing one from it and laying the rest on the bed.
She didn't know if she could handle that many rounds in one night. The most times she has s*x on one night is twice.
"You can go that many times in one night?" Both the ideas seemed exciting, but she was nervous because she didn't know if she could keep up with him. Noticing how nervous she was getting, he had to calm her down.
"You tell me when you have met your limit, and we can stop," he says softly, stroking the hair away from her face.Austin leans down, kissing her gently.
"Don't worry, sweetheart; I can build your stamina up over time, and you will be able to handle it like a pro."
She could feel the heat rise between her thighs again, even at the thought. He knelt between her thighs, ripped the foil packet open, and slid the condom on. He lays his body on hers, bringing her legs around his waist.
“Yes. You don't need to look so nervous, beautiful."
She gasped at the new sensation, her body reacting, and he wasn't even entirely inside of her yet.
"Easy, baby," he mumbled into her lips, pushing in a little more. “You do me better than anybody else," groaning.
She closed her eyes, snaking her other leg around him, gripping onto the sheets, ready for any impact because it was going to take her a moment to adjust to his size because her body was not used to something like that.
Anitta completely walked in clapping her hands, giving them a round of applause for their hard work. which she just interrupted out of fury.
The girl froze, Astrid Austin. He was still buried inside her. He stared at Anitta in horror.
“Babe..." he said, scrambling for the sheet.
She raised her hand, stopping him. "Don't you even dare call me that, you filthy cheater." Her voice cracked but rang with fury.
“With her? Austin. with this eighteen-year-old girl? Are you for real? Huh?" She stepped forward and slapped Ellen across the face.
She struggled in his grip; he had seized her wrist.She knew this kid from across the street; she once found her in his house, and he said she was here as a maid because the one she hired for him called saying she was sick.
“Enough! "Well, at least she can give it to me nicely," he simply said, looking the other way.
His facial expression didn't seem like he was regretting it. “Relax, okay?"
Not believing his words, "relax," she chuckled. "So I should relax? You're a f*****g ass nigga who is not shameful.”
“Let me explain." he said .
“Explain? What exactly do you want to explain?" she asked, screaming at him.
"You want to explain that you are f*****g with an eighteen - year - old girl, huh? And she gives it nicely." She glared at him.
“I was so stupid to ever choose you over my family's warnings against you." Tears filled her eyes; she was already crying.
“Well, this isn't your parents' house; you aren't going to whine about your damn parents in my house."
“Don't you dare speak about my parents like that, you son of a b*tch," she swore at him.
“The problem is that you're too dramatic and needy," he said airily.
"Being with someone else would have been better than being with you all the time just to shore you up."
“Shore me up?" She asked, not really understanding what he meant by that.
“I never begged you to be with me; you came to me."
“I only did that because I was feeling sorry for you," he snapped.She stared at him in horror.
"Feeling sorry for me, how?"
“Be grateful a nerd like you found a man like me; otherwise...In fact, the truth is I was dying to get close to you so I could get money from you, but you are not that easy with money, so why keep you? You don't even give it to me like she does."
“Which money, my money? . You are so unbelievable," she barked in a bitter laughter.
"Damn you." She cursed him.
“I don't even care; I was just trying my luck, but you are too buttoned up and prissy for me. That's why I thought I should surprise you by staying at home, knowing you will come by. Why did you wait until we finished what we were doing, huh?" He easily said all that without even looking at her.
She quietly looked at him; all the warmth, eagerness, and love that she had for him were all gone. She was in love with this man; he talked about the future as if he meant it. But now he was cold, wearing a scornful expression.
“I was never going to be with you forever; all those promises were to keep you close for what I was aiming for. You aren't the only woman with a pu**y on earth, so don't act special."
She wasn't even crying anymore.
she can't be crying over him.
She was too proud to do that. She took a bag and packed all the things she had come to take. On her way out, she hands him his keys.
“And thanks for the pizza, sweetheart."
He watched her leave.
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