°°stalker lover°°
I felt him entering in my confinement. My shadower. I know he is here. The chills I feel down my spine, how the hairs on the back of my neck, on my nape stood straight, all indicated that he is near me. I trembled, while fumbling i...
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For appearance sake.. but today Sydney will be acting like a perfect wife. And I will let this opportunity go?
Well, I am no saint. But yeah, one may call me a Satan with a capital 'S'.
Why not this Lucifer, help this uptight angel to loosen up a bit by unclenching muscles down there?
Smiling on my own sinful thoughts, I walked out only to find Sydney already sitting there, waiting for me.
Her skin glowed more beautifully under the warm hues of sunlight. Her silhouette and curves at correct places were more enhanced in floral yellow body con summer dress.
I resisted the sudden urge to skip this shit hell gathering and tie her to my bedroom, and devour her for the day. It hiked up to ten folds with each passing seconds.
"Good morning treasure."
Walking up to her, I cheered like a dandelion does under sunlight. But while doing so, something flashed in front my eyes. And yess, they were the clips from last night. The stupidest thing I have done so far. The buried fear re surfaced up in an ugly way and I let myself flow with it.
Still, I got hold of my expressions and made up my mind to pretend like any of it never happened.
"Shall we?"
I knew what she was indicating to. A chuckle slipped out before I caught myself.
She hated to wait, and I have been making her wait since the day one.
"Are you that eager to be trapped in a confined car with me?"
I bent up to her height while saying so. And at the same time her pupil did a little dance. Where first they dilated at fact how can someone put blame on her and then they contracted in there killer mode.
"No, I am not."
She huffed like an angry tigress.
"Well your actions speaks otherwise. You just need to ask darling and I will quench your every other thirst."
Her green stones enlarged even beyond its limit. As I straightened myself, laughter emerged from my hearth looking at her.
"Gabriel."
"Don't 'Gabriel' me. Someone from the two needs to spice things up between us."
I continued my teasing session, until Sydney walked to the parked car, stomping her feet like a brat. The more I teased her, the more she riled up, and the more I loved her. Even though I knew this mentality of mine would drive her up the wall.
My dimples winked at the view of her action that were no less than that of a kid.
Stuffing our bags on the boot, I opened the passenger seat's door for Sydney to enter. Passing me the last glare of noon, she finally blessed me with ensconcing in.
