"I can't believe you lied to me!" Her voice quivered with hurt, and tears streamed down her face. She looked down, trying to contain the storm of emotions within her. "I trusted you."
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The guards swiftly opened the gate upon spotting my car. Glancing at Jennie in the passenger seat, I noticed she had fallen asleep, likely tired after our fuck session. Parking the car in my expansive collection spot, I carefully opened the car door, ensuring not to make a sound. Gently approaching the passenger seat, I lifted Jennie in a bridal style, checking her face for any signs of discomfort. To my relief, she was sleeping peacefully.
I entered my mansion, holding her in my arms. She looked adorable, and I couldn't resist placing a sweet peck on her lips. The way she felt around me was intoxicating, and I couldn't fathom getting enough of her. Her eagerness made me lose control, and though I questioned if I had been too harsh, she appeared to love it.
I desired another round upon reaching my mansion, but she had fallen asleep, and I couldn't bring myself to wake her for my own desires. Quietly, I ascended the stairs, ensuring not to disturb her peaceful slumber.
I nudged the door to my room open with my leg, making sure it didn't produce any loud noises. Carefully, I laid her down on my bed.
I entered my walk-in closet, scanning through the array of clothes. It wouldn't be comfortable for her to sleep in her suit. Maybe she could wear one of my hoodies. Selecting a favourite hoodie from the hanger, I returned to the room.
With utmost care, I settled her sleeping form on my lap, gently lifting her tank top over her head while she nestled her head against my chest. Every moment with her felt like a treasure. I unclasped her bra and carefully removed it. As I opened her belt, pulling her pants away, it dawned on me that she didn't have any underwear on—thanks to me ripping it earlier.
I draped my hoodie over her bare form, marvelling at how she remained undisturbed even as I changed her. Clearly, she was a sound sleeper.
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