*WARNING-THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT INCLUDING SEX, ETC.* (you have been warned!!!)
Hugo's POV:
I pace around my room angrily. like a man on a mission of war and destruction. How could she do this, what gave her the right to Why did I that? everything was fine up into now-
its all her fault, she messed with my head.
I stop pacing and sit on my king-sized bed overlooking the city of LA. the window that calmed me down, and never failed to, now seemed to do nothing. and this made me angrier.
well, one thing for sure is now I'm horny... and I knew plenty of women who would do anything to have a one night stand. some are pretty hot too. but, I have no use for the trouble of them expecting more from me after...and the constant string of calls for another hookup. this won't work...
--now the only person I can think of to rely on is Freya. which isn't anything close to what I should go to because she also disrespected me, but she has experience, and she never fails to satisfy my needs when I call her. even better than that, she knows her place. although she chases after me and expects more, she knows where I stand, and still comes when called, so it's on her now.
I pull out my phone and decide to release my frustration... I deserve it.
I let the pads of my fingers dance across the screen to type out what I crave.
To: Freya
come to my room asap.
and with that, I hit send and wait for her to come running up. within minutes I hear a knock at the door and get up to open it while slipping a rubber in my pocket to prevent myself from needing to fish for it while in the moment.
i smirk to myself expecting to see Freya on the other side of the door, but am unpleasantly surprised to see that it's not her, and instead, it's Julia, the second to last person I would've ever wanted to be on the other side of my door
I look at her shifting awkwardly and deciding words were useless when i could show her what i plan on doing. I slip the condom out of my pocket and wave it in her face.
Her cheeks are a bright red as she realizes her kid brother is about to have sex. No one likes to think of family and their sexual life with others. Its gross. So she left. Success. As im about to turn around and go back to waiting i feel something reach around me and grab my crotch causing me to whip around quickly.
When i turn around my eyes don't stay up for more than a millisecond
I look her up and down, licking my lips as I see her breasts, and skimpy outfit. I throw her on the bed. She in turn laughs, i go to approach her, but she motions me to stop and sit.
Thats when i see her hand slip under her underwear...
She was getting promiscuous. She starts to rub herself, and she is on the brink of orgasm, when i catch her arm and make her pull her fingers out.
She instinctively yanks my belt off and undressing my lower half
Her eyes widen hungrily as her hand goes straight to my genitalia, she begins by cupping my balls and massaging them.
"Fuck Freya"
She smirks.
Her mouth opens accepting my cock in her mouth, her head bobs up and down working my shaft with her hand.
Yet nothing was fully stimulating...
I grasp her hair and push her head further down my shaft causing her to gag a bit. I choose to ignore it and push down further until my tip is rammed to the back of her throat. She is gagging a lot, her mascara is dripping, her face is red and she comes up for air.
She smiles.. fucking desperate
I decide to stick to move to the next thing. I pull her legs to me. And lean over her. I quickly and skillfully put the condom on before going down into her
I dont take things slow. I like it rough.
She yelps.
I move in and out, stretching her opening.
She moans and grinds begging for more
If she had a problem with me liking it rough. she would've made it clear, or stopped acting desperate.
Soon after a good 10 minutes i pull out and take off a filled condom. She looked at me after, grabbing my arm to pull me into her.
I didnt have time for this
"Get out please Freya"
She juts out her bottom lip as if that makes her more appealing to me?
"I rip her hand off my arm, and eye the distance from her to the door. She gets the message, she puts her clothes on and darts to the door slamming it on the way out.
I let out an exasperated sigh.
What am I doing.
What do I do with her.
Louisa.
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