Her Bittersweet Chaos

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Lee tossed and turned in bed, frustrated by the creaking sounds from next door. She faced the window, trying to ignore the noise, but it persisted. Creak. Creak. She groaned, annoyed by the constant disturbance. Suddenly, grunts and moans joined the creaking, and Lee's curiosity got the better of her. She approached the door, finding it half-closed. She pulled it slightly, trying not to make a sound. 

"Fuck!" Blaze grunted from inside. Lee gasped, shocked by what she was hearing. Blaze was with someone, and it sounded intense. He had his hand around the woman's neck, his hips moving rhythmically. "Ahh...yes," Anna whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. Lee's eyes widened as she took in the scene, her mind racing with thoughts and emotions.

Blaze groaned, his mind consumed by thoughts of Lee, despite being with Anna. He couldn't shake the feeling of being watched and turned to see Lee twisting her legs together, her eyes fixed on him. He smirked, his gaze locked on hers, as he passionately kissed Anna. He lifted Anna and walked towards the door, his eyes still glued to Lee's. Lee felt a rising tension, her body yearning for attention, and Blaze's intensity only made it worse.

She couldn't believe she was jealous, watching the man she met yesterday fiercely make love to someone else. Anna wrapped her arms around Blaze's neck, her voice barely above a whisper as he moved deeper. "Ahh..." Lee's eyes remained fixed on the scene, her emotions in turmoil.

Blaze lifted her hips high enough for his lengthy cock to slip out, leaving the tip at her entrance. He glanced back at Lee, who looked back at him lustfully, her lips parted. She wouldn't mind bursting through the door and allowing him to fuck her. His eyes lowered as he stared into her soul. He rammed his cock into Anna; she whimpered and was shivering in his embrace.

Blaze closed his eyes, savoring the moment. He let out a deep breath as he felt Anna's response. "Such a good girl," he whispered, his words directed more at Lee, who was watching with rapt attention. Lee felt her own desire surge, her heart racing with anticipation. Anna whispered softly into Blaze's neck, seeking comfort. He gently guided her towards the bed, his movements deliberate and slow.

"On all fours, ass up," he demands.

Anna's face flushed with embarrassment as she followed Blaze's instructions, her hands gripping the sheets in anticipation. Blaze re-entered the warmth, his movements gentle yet intense. For him, Lee was the true focus, the one he was truly connecting with. Lee felt a pang of forbidden jealousy, her heart racing with desire. She couldn't help but notice Blaze's sculpted physique, his graceful movements, and the way his muscles flexed with each thrust.

She was drawn to his passion, his edge, and the way he lost himself in the moment. Lee's own desire grew, her curiosity getting the better of her as she stole glances at Blaze's length. She couldn't resist touching herself, her own hunger for him building with each passing moment.

"Where are you going?" Anna asked, reaching for Blaze with a hint of desperation. He stood before Lee, his eyes locked on hers, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. Neither broke the gaze; the tension between them was palpable. Blaze leaned in, his breath whispering against Lee's ear and sending shivers down her spine. 

"It's impolite to stare, sunflower," he teased, his voice low and seductive, his words dripping with promise. Lee turned away, her hips swaying, leaving Blaze wondering about the curve of her figure and the softness of her skin. 

Anna's voice broke the spell, her tone laced with frustration. "Hello!" Blaze turned, his expression stern, and Anna knew it was time to leave. He held her wrist, his grip firm, his eyes cold. "I know you heard me, Anna," he said, his face unyielding and his voice firm but controlled.

Anna's smirk faltered as she gazed down at Blaze's grip on her wrist, then back up at his unyielding expression. "I'm not an idiot, Blaze," she snapped, her voice trembling with restrained anger. "You kept your eyes on her while we were together.

 Let me go before I lose my temper." Blaze's grip didn't waver; his eyes locked on hers with an unnerving intensity. "Am I cheating on you?" he asked, his tone laced with a hint of mockery. Anna's eyes widened, her life flashing before her eyes as she struggled to compose herself.

 "Do you hear yourself?" she laughed, a dry, mirthless sound. "There's nothing between us, Blaze." She pointed at herself, then at him, driving home the point. Blaze's grip on her wrist loosened, but his hand slid up to wrap around her neck, his nails digging into her skin. "What do you mean by that?" he asked, his voice low and menacing, his head tilted to one side.

Anna trembled, fear coursing through her veins. She knew this look and this intensity, and it terrified her. "Please, don't pretend you care," she spat, trying to keep her voice steady. "You're only using me to distract yourself from her." Blaze's ego wouldn't let him admit the truth, and he turned away, disappearing into the bathroom. 

Anna seized the opportunity to escape, hurrying to his room without looking back. She felt a rush of relief wash over her as she put distance between them. But then a loud noise made her heart skip a beat. "Now nobody will have you," Blaze's voice echoed, his words dripping with malice.

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