His finger tips gripped my hips, seeping them into my skin as the table of the bar moved with us rhythmically. Feeling my orgasm build up with a squeal I can feel the alcohol burning my throat all over again. It lasted all night and I didn't remember how I even got home....if I got home..
Waking up is always an issue with me. I nearly forget who I am and where am I. But this morning I didn't even know myself. I slightly move to the right being stopped by an arm gripping my stomach. Moving my head slightly to the left I seeing Chad, my teacher shirtless and possibly completely naked if the covers weren't covering him. I feel my heart beat faster, not remembering a single thing. I abruptly sit up not caring if he wakes up from my movement. Then a thumping pain hits my head, and the memories comes back from the loud headache. I was indeed hangover from the night before.
Feeling my orgasm build up with a squeal I can feel the alcohol burning my throat all over again...
Fuck. I wasn't dreaming this time. Okay, I remember now. But where the fuck am I? I look around knowing that this is not my apartment. It could be his but it doesn't even look like an apartment. More like a cleaner version of a motel. I stare at Chad , gladly he's still asleep. But not sure how I will pry myself from his grasp without having him wake up.
What's the time?
I'm moving slightly making sure Chad's arm didn't move with me I turn to the side of the bed to find his pants pocket, stretching my arm out to them grabbing his phone from my pocket. 6 fucking 30 o'clock, PM??? That's when the Who Gives A Fuck If He Wakes up I Need To Get The Fuck Out Of Here And Get Ready For Work ASAP. The shock still hits me as I move my body fully right and plop on his hard, I mean hard on hardwood fucking floor.
The f word is my favorite word of the morning I guess..I pop up with full adrenaline looking at Chads loveless and unbothered body while rubbing my throbbing right arm that I landed on. "Ouch" I whisper, Not like that will wake him up at this point. Slowly to make sure I don't make much noise but fast enough so I can get out of here I slip on my jeans and throw on my top. Along with the excruciating heels I had on last night. I walk towards what looks like the entrance of his bathroom and switch the light on
"Ugh wow I look like a whore." My makeup smeared around my eyes and my red lipstick gone but lips stained from it. I'm too late for work to shower so, makeup wipes my best friend. I grab my purse (which was also on the ground )
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"I expected this behavior to come from
But she's no longer with us anymore, is that what you want? To be fired?" My manager ask even though answering would make him angrier. I glance at the time on the wall.
2 1/2 hours late... I look at clock, feeling confused on how I fucked up Timing.My body wants this so much. I miss it. I miss being touch. Especially from Ansel.
I shake my head in disappointment, I can't believe I let that happen. How the hell am I going to go to my classes tomorrow...
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again"
"I know it won't why you are bussing tonight" Mr.
gave me a tag as he walked away. I start wiping off tables feeling still disappointed but fine with my punishment. The night went by slowly, came to around an hour before close when someone came in.
Quinn walks in with her red vibrant hair in big curls. She looks so pretty."I was wonder why you didn't call me back after leaving without a wallet then realized you left your phone too" she hands me my wallet and phone
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Iniquity (The Sinful Erotic Trilogy #1)
RomanceWARNING: RATED R (MATURE CONTENT) Ansel pulls away from the kiss leaving me drooling. His head buried into the crook of my neck as his breathing slows .I don't stop now pulling down his boxers. His dick springs right up. I gulp stroking it with both...