Elana's sinful love

chapter 4

After Mr Harlton dismissed me, I went shopping for some new outfits, as I did

not want to disappoint at my new job. I knew how important appearance is.

Although I did not save too much money, I decided to buy two new office attires and after that, I headed toward my home to get a good rest and prepare myself for the day to come.

I cooked myself a steak with a salad and went to lay on the sofa to watch some Netflix. I decided to watch a romantic comedy as I was happy with my achievements. Not many can obtain a job in a big corporation at nineteen.

As I was watching the movie, my thoughts drifted towards Mr Harlton. I found him extremely attractive, I wanted to cross my fingers through his hair, contour his lips with my thumb, taste his lips...to taste all of him. As I was thinking, he bent over me and placed his lips on mine kissing me softly. He

smelled like a fresh breeze combined with a faint aroma of musk, and his lips tasted like chocolate and strawberries.

"I think I can have that all the time"... I thought in my mind.

He pulled me in his arms and placed me on my bed, kissing me softly. I opened my mouth for a gasp of air and his tongue plunged deep into my mouth, his tongue searching to play with mine. I replied, this feeling sending shivers through my spine straight into my core. I let out a soft moan and that encouraged him to continue.

His hands drifted towards my breasts, caressing my n*****s with his thumbs, rubbing them until the point that they were hard and painful. He continued kissing me, gliding down my neck, sucking and breathing heavily in my ear, letting out a deep moan. His voice was electrifying, masculine. That sent another shiver through me, and desire was building inside my womb. One of his hands glided down on my core, brushing it slowly while his mouth drifted to my collar bone, after that to my right breast, while the other hand was still

playing with my left one.

I felt hot, not knowing what is happening with me.

He stops and places his hands on my hips, pulling me towards him. He opens my legs and place his hands on my thighs, sliding them up and down until they rest on my lips, his thumb caressing over my core.

He bends over me, looking into my eyes and then, with a swift move, he pulls my panties on the side and places his lips onto my core, not breaking eye contact with me.

As I was watching him, my eyes went wide, and the moment his lips touched my core I arched my back, myjuices splashing all over his mouth.

I woke up sweating, pain installing in my womb, confused that I do not know what is happening to me.

I check the time and it is almost 5 a.m. I walk to the bathroom to take a shower

and found myself all wet between my legs, blushing at the thought of the dream I have had. I shake my head as if I wanted to deny the dream, as if nothing happened.

I never had a boyfriend nor been interested in boys. All that I had in mind until now was to study hard, to be able to become somebody one day so my mother would be proud of me. To be able to offer her the life she deserved, the life she has had before all those dreadful things happened to us.

I check the time again and it is 5.30. It is time to get dressed and ready for my first day of work.