He bent me over his office desk and stripped away my underwear, letting the cold breeze hit my ass. He inserted the tip of his cock into my dripping cunt.
As he pushed himself deeper and deeper into me, I felt my head starting to spin and gripped t...
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I hoped Allen wasn't at home as I pulled into the driveway, but instead, I was aggravated to see his black Rimac Nevera. My stomach flipped upside down as I tightened my hold on the steering wheel, feeling my blood boil by the moment.
After parking, I sat in the car for ten minutes, debating on whether to crash at Deb's house again or just get it over with.. I was somehow able to get myself out of the car and make my way to the entrance. I had peeked through the front door to see Allen on the couch, on a call. I slowly opened the door, closing the door behind me trying not to make much noise, in an attempt to go unnoticed by him. Obviously, that didn't work and the second I turned back around from closing the door, Allen's phone was on the coffee table and his hands were crossed. I rolled my eyes mentally.
"Sit." he ordered but I stood right where I was, putting one of my hands on my waist. Did I hear him right? Did he just order me to sit?
"Paris, I'm serious. We need to talk."
I scoffed, "Before we 'talk', Deborah needs an apology from you. No way in hell am I letting what you said to her go, and you know that better than anyone else."
He ignored my request and glared at me as I did it right back at him.
"Look, Paris, I was wasted. I didn't mean what I said to her. I don't see why I need to apologize." he shrugged.
"That's your excuse? That's really what you're going to say to me right now? You threatened me, Allen. You threatened to break all the bones in my body because in your sick head, every person I lay my eyes on, I'm cheating on you with them! Be so for real, Reese. Be so for real." I yelled at him.
He got up and walked toward me, "Don't you dare yell at me."
"Or what? You're going to slap me like you always do?" I sarcastically asked and stared at him dead in the eye.
His eye twitched and he stared at me.
I scoffed at him then pushed past him making my way to our bedroom.
I really love Allen, with my whole heart, but I swear sometimes marrying this bitch was a mistake.
I plopped on the bed and sighed. The air conditioner was left on and it made the bed cold, just how I liked it. I took off the hoodie I borrowed from Deb and threw it to the floor, leaving me in only a bra and some shorts allowing the cold surface to touch my skin, sending goosebumps up my spine instantly knocking me out.
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