Just when Tiffany thought Brent was going to finger fuck her, he paused, staring at her. His eyes lingered with intense lust and desire. Then why did he stop?
She turned to get a better view of him, “Brent ?”
“Go to your room and get enough rest, okay.” Brent said, avoiding looking into her eyes.
Tiffany stared blankly at him, as her chest tightened. She didn’t know, but she felt angry and heartbroken at that moment. Not wanting to stay in his room any more second, she hurriedly adjusted herself and left the room, slamming the door.
When Brent was sure she had left, he stood up and went to the mirror earlier. He stared at his reflection for a while, before angrily punching the mirror, shredding it into pieces.
He grabbed his keys from the table and went out of his room.
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Tiffany after coming out of the shower, laid in the bed, eyes moistened and face red. Kelly has been ringing her phone, but she ignored it.
Tiffany still couldn’t figure out the reason Brent paused, just when he was about to make her feel good.
“Was he beginning to regret making out with her ? Was he feeling guilty, because she was his niece?”
Tons of questions were popping into her head, making her restless. Even if one of what she was thinking was the reason he stopped, she still can’t bring herself to digest it.
She loved Brent. All she wanted was to be loved by him, their family or blood relationship doesn’t matter. All she wanted was Brent.
If know one else wanted them to be together, then the heavens were with her, if not why would he bring them to stay together even when he knows her feelings and knows they were related. Tiffany thought so.
She kept tossing on the bed, unable to catch a sleep.
Brent sped along the road, in the night driving to a destination only known to himself.
Just when he arrived at a particular bar, he halted, switched off his bike and hauled down.
It didn’t even take up to five minutes, he was flooded with women. They were almost naked, each grinning and making a sexy face and attempting to seduce him.
Brent went to the bartender, he took a few shots from him, dropped cash on the counter and turned to leave.
When one of the girls caught his attention. Initially, he thought he was seeing things, almost making his way to ask her what she was doing there, but was shocked when the girl turned and it wasn’t Tiffany.
He sighed in relief, just as he was about to move away from her, the girl grabbed him, smiling sweetly while closing the gap between them.
Brent knew he couldn’t back away from her. He was still having a hard on, one which he got from stopping his advances on Tiffany. Plus the girl in front of him was so hot, she did match his liking.
With that he let her drag him away to a dimly lit room that seemed to be isolated. At least they wouldn’t get interrupted when the door is locked and no one was going to hear their moans because of the loud music.
Brent didn’t waste anymore time to rip off her clothing, turning her to bend on her knees.
“You’ve got condoms?”
“Yeah” the girl said, taking out the sealed condoms from the pocket of her ripped jeans.
Brent tore the nylon in one attempt, quickly putting it on to fit in his dick.
It’s about to go down. This was about satisfying his starved manhood.
He thrusted hard into her dripping core, earning a loud moan from her.
Thanks to the loud music.
Brent fucked her untill, she convulsed, rolling her eyes over head, while reaching her climax. It wasn’t long before Brent reached his own climax, he pulled out his dick from her.
The girl made advances to kiss and hug him, Brent frowned and pushed her off. He pulled off the condom and got up, after adjusting his clothes he threw money at her and went out of the room.
Just as he came out of the bar, his phone vibrated, he took it out and glanced at it. It was a message from an unknown number which read…”Brent baby I’m back. Laura.”
Brent’s breathing hitched, when his eyes stopped on the name.
“Laura?” He mumbled.