Tragic Unlove Story

Chapter Ten

The steam of the heated water filled the bathroom as I relax my nerves.

I love hot showers.

And night skin care routines.

Wrapped in my short white towel and my loose wet hair, I looked at my red cheeks from the heat in the mirror.

When I opened the bathroom door, Miguel stood there looking down at me.

"Michele."

He walked into the bathroom with me and locked the door.

Miguel trapped me between his body and the wall, breathing into my freshly shampooed hair.

"Are you seeing Keon now?" he asked almost growling.

"No"

"Why were you with him?"

"He walked alongside me no big deal." I shrugged.

He laughed darkly.

"No big deal? if any man touched you before you leave I will break off their fingers and gifted them to you, am I clear?" 

Miguel said slowly grinding into me making me weak to my knees.

I cringed at his harsh words but my body craves him after having a taste of him and being starved for days.

"Yes" I moaned.

"I can't hear you." His muffled voice said.

"YES"

I moaned louder as his fingers began playing me like an instrument down my lower lips.

My arms are tangled around Miguel while my legs are spreading for him. 

I am slowly loosing my senses with his fingers in me.

My nails dug more into him as he hits the spot that has me orgasming on his fingers that is still inside of me.

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