Love Is Betrayal

8.Taking Her

CHAPTER EIGHT

~TRISTAN~

“My house isn’t far from here,” I groaned, my eyes feasting on her body like a hawk examining a chick. Her ocean blue eyes held a charm I couldn’t explain. Her soft succulent lips were inviting me to violate them and the swell of her breasts with each breath she took made me want to grab them and feast on them.

But I controlled myself.

“Here’s fine. I need to c*m so badly,” she got up, making swift strides towards me.

I watched her silently as she grabbed my d**k again, fondling it through my shorts.

“I wanna feel this inside of me,” she whispered so seductively that my brain went off. The way she lowered her eyes as she spoke, her fingers caressing my d**k made me go insane.

I groaned and swiftly grabbed her, lifting her bridal style in my arms.

She gasped at the suddenness of my action.

I knew if we spoke any longer, then my body would give in.

“W-What’s happening ” she whispered, her eyes twinkling.

“We’re going home,” I groaned and carried her to the car. I could feel her eyes bore holes into me as I walked, but I didn’t spare her a glance. I didn’t want to get lost in her eyes.

We got to the car, a jet-black Rolls-Royce that was customized to my taste. The driver’s seat was separated from the passenger’s seat with a small sliding window at the back of the front row’s headrest.

The roof had bright tiny lights in it, and the chair was made of the best quality leather. The driver got out of the car as he saw me approaching and opened up the back door. I gently placed Becca inside the car and got in, sitting beside her.

The driver then shut the door and took the wheel. A few seconds later, he was driving away from the street and into the main road.

Becca lay her head on my shoulder, her arms wrapped around my wrist.

“I feel like I’m going to regret this tomorrow," she whispered, her voice filled with uncertainty.

If she thinks this ride will dim her desires before we arrive, then she’s in for it because I planned to keep her busy till we get home. My hands roamed around her body and rested on her breast. Seeing there was no resistance, my hands parted her blouse aside and slipped inside her. My fingers located her n*****s and gave them a hard pinch.

“Oh…yes,” she groaned, biting her lips to muffle her moans.

I moved closer to her, my mouth buried in the hollow of her collarbone as I bit her raw flesh. She held onto me, gasping for breath.

“Please…don’t…the driver…”

“He can’t hear us,” I mumbled in her hollow and gave it a soft kiss. I trailed the kisses from her neck to her chest, all the way to her boobs. She exhaled, making inaudible noises.

With a little effort, I pushed her blouse to the side so I could get a better view of her boobs. My eyes shone greedily as the swell of her breast popped out, not enough to see the whole boobs but to get a reasonable view.

My lips found her n*****s; her hard pink n*****s stood hard and erect, begging to be claimed. I flicked my tongue on it, dancing around her areolas with consistent vibration.

She groaned, holding onto me tightly.

“Oh, that feels so good,” she cried out, pushing in my head so I could do more.

Gosh! I wanted to do more, but I wanted to do it properly and give her the dignity of a bed since it’s our first time.

Just then, the car came to a stop. I glanced at the window and could see we had arrived. I glanced at Becca, her eyes were burning with desire. Her nose bellowed with need.

“Come with me,” I said in a low tone and helped her out of the car. Again, I carried her in my arms, not giving her the chance to set her foot on the floor. I knew for sure that she had alcohol in her system, and I didn’t want to risk her staggering.

I didn’t realize how quickly I was walking to my bedroom till I found myself in the darkness of my room. I always liked to keep my room dim at night with only the softness of the yellow lamp lights illuminating the room. Now, it has come in handy. The room was cozy and inviting, making the atmosphere more tense.

I glanced at Becca in my arms but she was fast asleep.

My eyes widened! How can she fall asleep so easily?

I guess she must be really drunk and tired but it was a win for me. Even though I wanted her, it’s better I do that when she’s sober. When she chooses this with a clear mind. I would have probably regretted it if it happened otherwise.

I gently placed her on the bed, watching her for a while as she lay peacefully on the bed before going to my study to do some work.