chapter 9
313 Words
Steve's POV
I brought home one of the women I used to f**k, to relieve the stress I've had at work lately and struggling not to think about Elana.
I do not know what was about her that made me want her so much.
" For god's sake! she is 20 years younger than me."...I was not thinking straight as if my c**k wanted to decide in my place.
I bet she is as pure as she appears to be. I do not want to hurt her as the many others that have passed through my life. I did not like commitments.
" She deserves to be happy...she has her whole life in front of her."
As I f**k Christina and try to shake off my thoughts about her, the bedroom door suddenly opens, and Elana appears in front. She looks at me and freeze, not knowing what to do.
"f**k!" I said into my mind, but I could not stop. I took my c**k into my hand and stroke it as she was watching it. I felt so much excited. I looked into her eyes to search for my answers. I could see the horror in her eyes but at the same time they were filled with desire. I whispered her name.
She started to gasp for air as she was feeling hot. I plunged back into Christina's mouth and released myself.
She ran away closing the door behind her. I dismissed Christina quickly, put a pair of shorts on me and run after her.
I stop on top of the stairs and listen. She was talking with my brother.
I could hear that she wanted to go home. I wanted to go downstairs to talk with her, but then I saw my brother caressing her back and I stopped. A feeling of jealousy eloped inside me.
"Does my brother like her?"
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