He Who Finds A Girlfriend

Chapter 1. Total surprise

Introduction

The embrace lasted longer than expected, and at that moment, his lips brushed against my jaw, sending shivers down my spine. When his lips found the sensitive spot just below my ear, I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. He repeated the action, grinning against my neck. He started sucking gently, and with each tender movement, the heat within me intensified. He looked at me as if asking for permission. That look drove me crazy; my hormones felt like they were in overdrive. My pulse speeds up as he takes my earlobe between his teeth.

"Tell me to stop, Cary," he says in a low tone as his hand slowly starts to travel, gently grazing my stomach down to my thighs and lifting me high onto his torso. But I couldn't; I wanted more. He lifted me and began walking. "God, you are so beautiful," he whispers.

"Say it, Cary," he said as he started his gentle assault. "I moaned.

"Cary," he says in a low voice, driving me crazy. I want to make you feel good. Let me make you feel good." He says.

I closed my eyes while shaking my head.

"Use your words, Cary."

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Cary was like any other girl who hoped to discover her version of a fairy tale ending. She longed for someone who would cherish and adore her, someone whose mere presence could light up her day, a guy who would go out of his way for her, a man who would always be there to comfort her when she cried, and whose embrace felt like a haven. In her dreams, Cary envisioned a love that transcended the ordinary, a connection that would sweep her off her feet and make her heart race with excitement.

She imagined late-night conversations under a blanket of stars, where laughter mingled with whispered secrets and every shared moment felt like a page from a storybook. She yearned for a partner who would surprise her with small gestures of affection—a handwritten note tucked into her bag, a spontaneous adventure to a hidden café, or a simple bouquet of wildflowers picked just for her.

Cary often dreamed about the kind of romance that would make her feel like the most special person in the world. She wanted someone who would see her for who she truly was, appreciate her quirks and imperfections, and encourage her to chase her dreams. She believed love should be a partnership built on trust, respect, and unwavering support, where both individuals could grow and flourish together.

As she navigated the ups and downs of life, Cary held on to the hope that one day she would meet someone who would make her heart sing. She envisioned a love that would be a refuge from the chaos of the world, a bond that would weather any storm and emerge stronger on the other side. In her mind, she could picture the warmth of his hand in hers, how his eyes would light up when he looked at her, and the comfort of knowing she was never alone.

But as the days turned into months and the months into years, Cary began to wonder if her fairy tale was just a figment of her imagination. She watched as friends found their happy endings, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. Yet, deep down, she knew that her story was still being written, and she refused to settle for anything less than the love she dreamed of. With each passing day, Cary continued to believe in the magic of love, holding on to the hope that one day she would find her prince charming. She remained open, ready to embrace whatever adventures awaited her.

Michael is more reserved than most people; standing tall at 6'4", he commands attention without even trying, his presence both imposing and intriguing. With tousled dark hair and piercing brown eyes, he has a rugged charm that draws people in, yet he often keeps them at arm's length.

Known among his friends for his one-night flings, Michael has built a reputation as a carefree bachelor, who enjoys the thrill of fleeting connections without the weight of commitment. Despite his seemingly carefree lifestyle, there is a deeper complexity within him.