Trusting the player

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Zanders POV;

When I saw Ana drop to the ground my heart flipped awkwardly, I fell into instinct mode and shook her but she didn't move an inch from where she was like she shut down completely, so I carried her taking her to my car I left school with her. I speedily drove past the speed limit as I raced to somewhere more calm. I figured she just fainted from the gun shot or something ,girls are very dramatic.

I stopped by my hotel and carried her to the room, I took the stairs cause I needed the exercise even though she is extremely light what is she like 45kg, I bet the only thing that makes her heavy are her soft jiggly tits that bounce at least trice as I raced up the stairs, her massive hips with her plump big round ass, the elevator is slow and by the way I am feeling around her right now I might have her right there in her sleep. that won't be a first... or a second.

I finally reached my destination, room 6969.

I locked the door and lay her on the bed. I got a wet towel and placed it on her head, I touched the side of her neck to check her pulse but it was normal but her breathing was slow like disturbingly slow. I argued with myself what to do then I murmured as I gazed at her;

"Ana don't leave me please" but she didn't move just as before and it worried me more and more, cause even though I only want to fuck her and get on with my life, I can't just let her go. I feel reborn around her, like this new version of me and I like it. I like who I am around her.

"Ana I know you wouldn't believe me but I have feelings for you, I don't know why and I don't understand them yet but I feel different around you, I love it and I know that you can't stand players but if it's because of you I will forget playing" I confessed with honesty, I don't like lying to her even though we just met a few days ago, I know when she is lying to me, but I know she has her reasons at least I hope. She was breathing and moving her fingers slightly then I held her hand but her breathing reduced so quickly so I used my strength effortlessly and tore her top so she could breath and it worked.

IT FUCKING WORKED

As I stared at her, my eyes couldn't help but graze downwards as I stared at her red laced bra, it looked expensive with the golden heart in the middle of the two cups, I scrolled up to how her breasts were relaxed in cups.

I imagined holding her tits in my palms, I wondered if they would fit as I licked my lips in lust, She started panting which made me panic and immediately I looked away, she opened her eyes in fear and sat up quickly in self defence I think, I hugged her tightly as I shielded my face in her neck after which I blessed her check with a light peek. she interrogated as I forcefully tore myself away from her.

notice how I said FORCEFULLY.

"what happened"

"You were unconscious during the gun session" I explained hopefully reminding here what happened. As the ' duh' expression showed on her face she made obvious

"yeah I know but, where am I ?" she asked after still holding that 'duh' tone.

"You are in my hotel" I told her, but I knew she would question it and she did with a very confused face raising an eyebrow and confused tone;

"Your hotel?"

"yes my dad's practically" I confessed making it sound less cool. As I studied her every move, she looked down at what she was wearing, and her eyes and her mouth shot wide open at her exposed body as she murmured to herself but made sure I heard it,

" shit" she murmured as she covered herself with the pillow

"what did you do to me" she yelled questioning me with a hard glare

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