The Beautiful Misfortune

Chapter 2

   “Ohh... Pervert! You're a pervert right? ” she said mumbling first before pointing fingers at him as she swayed back and forth. 

Pervert??! Pervert what? Him a pervert??! 

    Carlos couldn't understand what he feels right now. his confused and at the same time frustrated. And he doesn't know why? 

"Okay.... hah." his laughter died with her joke. He looked at her with his hands still on his waist, trying to mentally fix his reasoning because of her big joke. 

    The girl who accused him of being a pervert was sleeping in front of him while leaning in the hood of his car. Her head was slightly nodding, her hand was supporting her head to not fall and he bet any minute now she would hang in the ground.

    Carlos reaches her hand to hold her, for her not to fall down but unfortunately when he was about to hold her she slaps his hand that was reaching her.

 "Damn.... what was that for?" He asks holding his hurt right hand. Her eyes were slightly open and glare at him. 

"No! No, no, no....NO touching!" She said and step back, away from him. But end up leaning again to his car. " Ohh!...... My head hurts! I think I'm gonna puke..." her voice sounds like it was crying as she says those words. 

"Wait, relax... Take a big quick breath. Damn it! Don't puke. " Carlos was frantic as he looks at her trying to hold her mouth and start gagging. A sign of vomiting.

"Mmhh... Mmhh...Blu**ah!" She vomits in his car tires. "...I'm okay, I'm okay now..." she said after throwing up. 

Carlos was dumbfounded as he looked at his car tires full of emesis. he exhales deeply trying to sink everything. 

  Well, The night sounds fun?!... or not. Carlos just stood there like s**t in his car. His sleepy and tired. His hand was hurt from the slap and he just wanted to go home and rest. But this drunk little girl just makes it more worst.

She weakly stands straight but her knees start to wobble unsteadily. Carlos moves towards her and pulled her closer before she collapses in the side. 

"Let go..." She weakly said but her words were different from her action because she was leaning at him. 

 “I'm not a pervert. I'm just helping you miss and you’re the one who bumps on me. And I'm just a nobleman trying to help you as best as I can.” He said and holding her tightly. Carlos can't help but groans when he feels her n*****s and boobs against him. 

    "Perverts don't admit they are perverts." The woman whispered without shame while her eyes were closed.

"Just think whatever you want," Carlos said just to make everything settled. 

Carlos carries her to his arms toward the passenger seat. He quickly opens the door and gently lowers her inside the car. He was still holding her when she stirs a bit.

    "L-let go of me.” She struggles to move away from him but failed as he keeps her tightly. She collapses on his shoulder weakly. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted as she snores lightly. She was like an angel sleeping in his arms except for the snoring part and the smell of the beer. 'A drunken angel to be exact.' 

    "I didn't know women are these heavy." He said after putting her in the passenger seat, Carlos sigh again before looking at her.

"look at her, sleeping like a baby. Hah! at least she was a beauty and a hot body and damn her n*****s was hard," he mumbled to himself.

    He was about to close the door when she arouses a little bit and tagged the edge of his shirt. He looked at her mumbling something to herself before leaned closer to her. 

    “What?” he mutters under his breath. Their face was very close to each other causing him to groan. He can smell her sweet breath with a slight smell of alcohol on her parted sexy lips. 'This is very dangerous. She is f*****g dangerous. Damn!' Controlling himself by breathing. He moves away from her. 

    He was about to close the backseat door when she whispers “Pervert.” as she sleeps. He chuckled, at her cuteness, and kiss her lips lightly before closing the door. This beautiful girl sleeping in his car is a dangerous seductive tigress. She would be the death of him if she found out that he stole a kiss from her. He starts the car engine with a smile on his lips. 

    He was driving on a deserted highway when he remembers that he doesn’t know where she lives? He stops on the side road and found her pouch. He picked on her wallet but didn’t found any ID or card just money and phone. With a heavy sigh, he decided to stay at the hotel near here. He hoped that the girl won’t make a big deal of it. 

Carlos was looking for a near hotel from where he was located on his phone. When a snore broke his concentration. 

"Mmm.... cheesecake...." she whispered and went back to sleep.

Cheesecake? Carlos snorted a laugh at how cute she is. Carlos moves closer to her and fixes the jacket that covers her. His face was smiling as he looked back at his phone. He quickly spotted a hotel 2 blocks away from them. He maneuvers his car toward the hotel.

    When they arrive at the parking lot, He gently picked her and held her on his arm as he walks into the lobby of the hotel. Her perfume envelops his nostril when he carries her to the hotel room making him crazy. 

    “L-let go.” She murmurs and pushed him weakly. He gazed at her cuteness and brushed the hair on her face. “What a cute little tigress.” He said with a smile and hold her delicate body firmly in his arms. 

    “Y-you?” she murmurs again while tugging his collar close to her. “Mm?” he answers while looking at her amusingly. He turns his head close to her so he can hear what she will say but she just purses her lips and doze to sleep again. He was looking at her while she sleeps like a cat in his arms. He didn’t know why but there something pulling him to incline his head closer to her. A little more and he can taste her lips. 

    “L-let goes…” she said softly while staring at him. She was about to say something in panic while tugging his collar. He stared and wait for what she would say but before he knew it a strong smell envelops his nostril causing him to feel sick. A dark smelly and sticky color covers his shirt and her dress. 

He blinked and blinked again. 

 ‘Did you just throw up on me?’ He thought. He dumbfounded stare at her beautiful face as she sleeps on his arm with vomit all over themselves. He can’t help but feel sick by the smell. Luckily for him, he stuck inside the closed room elevator. Letting him smell everything even if he doesn't want to. He was holding his breath when the elevator opens, he walks faster, almost running to their room. 

   After closing the door, he gently put her on the bed and inhales deeply for some fresh air. He looked at the mess she made. He can’t believe that someone throws upon him and to make it worse, this little tigress dare. ‘He needs a damn shower’ and walk inside the shower room. He looks at his self in the mirror after removing his shirt. His face was sour from the bad smell and the sticky block thing. He was proud of himself for trying not to throw up. He quickly showers to erase the bad smell on his body.

    In his thirty years of his existence, this is the first time that someone throws up at him and the first time he would take care of someone. Living alone for a long time, he never cared for someone. Unless he or she was close to him. He was surprised by himself for not living with the woman at the parking lot and thinking of helping her. 

    This is bad, what’s wrong with him. He wraps the towel around his waist and walks out of the bathroom. He stares blankly at her as she sleeps soundly in the bed. 

    “Let’s clean you first.” He utters to himself and starts undressing her. He gulps as he stares at her naked body. He closed his eyes and starts cleaning her from his beautiful face to her slender neck, and her creamy sexy body. He doesn’t want to think anything perverted while cleaning her. But his touch on her naked body feels like a hot burning fire that was lighted in each touch. 

    A silent deadly curses left his mouth when he felt something in between his legs and his body reacted to it. What the f**k is wrong with him? Unconsciously, he started counting on his head from one to a hundred just to divert his attention from thinking something else. 

    “Damn it! Control yourself, Carlos. She is just an innocent sleeping girl. f*****g control yourself!” He said to himself as he cleans her with hasty like the speed of light. 

    After cleaning her, he covered her naked body and stood blankly in front of the bed contemplating if he would lay beside her. He was about to move to the sofa when she holds his hand. He looks at the girl holding his hand. She stirs a bit and removes the sheet that covers her naked body. 

    “H-hot…” She murmurs while looking at him and exposes her naked body. His two eyes turn big at her naked body with a surprising look. He groaned and covered her again with a control body. He removed her hand that was holding him and breaths repeatedly. He felt like a dead fish without water gasping for air. He turned to walks to the sofa when her hand unconsciously grabs his towel that was wrapped on his torso.

    The towel fell on his feet exposing his little junior to the world. With an irritated face, he faces her again and groaned. "You sure love to sleep while teasing a man. Hah! Damn it!" 

    Never in his life had he felt frustrated for not getting laid to a woman he brings to his bed. Angrily pick the towel and walk to the sofa naked. He lay on the small sofa staring blankly at the darkness, trying to forget that there was a naked woman in the bed and he is also naked. He shifted making him almost fall to the ground. 'Damnit! The sofa was too small for me.'  He held on to the sofa making himself comfortable to sleep. He was about to close his eyes and sleep when she moan and murmur something. 

    She unconsciously pulled the blanket away from her body "Hot..." He remained still not letting any temptation awaken him. Out of curiosity, he looked at the bed mechanically and he can see her naked body despite the darkness of his room. His little body twitched for a second when she throws herself on the side of the bed exposing her slender back and firm ass. He massages the side of his head when a little pain aches because of frustration and stress.

    “It’s hot…” she groans and turns again exposing her front body. He shut his eyes for a moment while counting the little tolerance he has. Carlos stood up to cover this little vixen naked body that giving him a hard-on. He held the blanket up when she opens her eyes with a sly smile and grabs her hand. Warning erupted on his mind. He looks at her eyes grimly weighing on what she will do next or just wrap her body with a blanket until she can't move. She hooked her arm on his neck and pull his head closer to her. His arms were placed on her side supporting his heavy body from falling at her. She brushes her index finger on his parted lips. Slowly, tracing it to his nose, to his eyes, and his ears. 

    “Stop it baby girl or you will regret it.” He said controlling himself and grab his little fingers that were playing with fire. The way she touches him makes his body burn hot. 

    “Handsome help me... It’s hot!” she said in a sultry way and kiss the side of his neck. The patience that he was holding, drop like a bomb and heat exploded on his entire body. "f**k it!" He didn’t think twice and kiss her sexy lips while pinning her slender body to his. They hungrily kiss each other like their life depends on it. She moans loudly when he teases and licks her earlobe. His hand found his left breast caressing it gently making her moan with pleasure. 

    Who said that it’s a sin to touch a drunken lady as hot as her? Is a complete i***t. He doesn’t care anymore and he will let her do anything to him tonight. If she wants to play fire? He will give her fire. 

    Her finger found its way to his body caressing every inch of it. They were both naked as they feel it each other's bodies. Her every touch makes him breathless and craving for more. This is the first time that he felt this, only to this girl.  

    “Mm, you smell good.” She said and change their position. She was on top of him kissing his neck down to his chest, down to his n*****s, and down to his waist. 

    Carlos can’t help himself but moan while she licks and kiss every nook of his body. His breath hitch in anticipation when she stops between his legs.

  “Baby?” He groans breathlessly while waiting on her next move.