“What’s with you not wanting me anywhere close to Brent? He’s only your cousin.” Brenda said, her heart twisting with bitterness.
Everything had been so good between Brent and her, even their friendship was enviable, but after Tiffany came, he’d totally changed, barely hanging out with her.
“I think your ears need some cleaning. I’d told you before, I can’t let people like you come close to Brent. Come on, Brenda, you’re extreme.”
Brent took a deep breath, “Brenda you came to apologize to me right?”
“Yes Brent” she nodded, returning her attention to Brent.
“You’ve apologized right?”
She nodded, clutching her purse, her heart warming lightly, as if hoping he would say yes to him this time, but his next words shattered her expectation.
“Please, take your leave.”
“Brent, I…I..”
“Brenda,” Brent called, his voice carrying a hint of warning. “You should know, I dislike repeating myself.”
Brenda nodded, after one last glance at him and Tiffany, who resisted the urge to roll her eyes, she turned around and left.
Brent released a long sigh, “What exactly is wrong with her?”
Tiffany chuckled, “Who told you to be so handsome and irresistible, I’m sure there’s still a lot of them out there that can’t help but want you to belong to them.”
His lips curved up, as he closed their distance. “What about you?”
“Me? Of course not. You belong to me already, the lucky girl.” She smiled and pulled him into a kiss.
*******
Roman’s House
Andrea stared wide-eyed at Roman, after she gulped down the glass of water he’d brought to her. “How did I get here?” She frowned, her voice coming out rough and hoarsely.
“That didn’t sound like a thank you, Andrea.”
“And why should I say thank you?” She quickly lifted the quilt looking under it, her underwear from last night was gone, replaced with only his shirt that she wore. Her frown got deeper, “Roman, you jerk! What did you do to me? Where’s my underwear?”
Roman released a frustrated sigh, “Oh my goodness, Andrea you’re being too much. How can I go down on you, especially when your state was very bad, drunk to a stupor. Don’t belittle my dick, you’d definitely feel me if I really did anything like that to you.”
“You’re a jerk! Hold on, did you say I was drunk??” her gaze softened a bit.
“You really don’t remember drinking with those rainbow colored douchebags from last night?”
She frowned, as if trying to recall. “Oh my goodness,” she sighed, clutching her head.
“Good that you remember. Were you really that bored to go drink with them? What if I didn’t show up? those jerks spiked your drink and you were pretty down.”
She remained silent, not saying anything.
“And now, you’re going to keep mute? Alright.”
“Yes, just because I want to keep silent. Who asked you to save me? Did I? You could’ve left me with them, at least they won’t leave immediately after sleeping with me, just like some people.”
“Andrea?”
“What? Get me out of here!” She quickly pushed away the quilt and got down from the bed, as her eyes moistened.
“You’re throwing a tantrum, you’re acting up. I know I wronged you, but those boys are more evil.” He said, trying to stop her from leaving. She was still dressed half naked in his shirt that was barely covering her thighs.
“Let me go! What if I liked evil boys? What if I wanted them to sleep with me, how’s that got to do with you??”
“Andrea, listen to me!” Roman barked, grabbing her waist, as her body collided with his and her tear stained face looked up at him.
“What? Let me go!!” Her voice seemed to falter, as he grabbed her chin, pushing back her hair to the side.
“You’ll keep quiet and acknowledge that you were wrong and shouldn’t have played with those boys.”
“No, I won’t. Why do you care? I’d rather play with them than someone like you.” She glared at him, tears trailing down her face.
Roman’s gaze softened, without warning he crashed his lips against hers, pressing her waist closer against his body. She struggled against him but it was useless as his grip was firm against her body.
After a moment, he released her lips, her breath messed up as she panted hard. “I assume that will keep you quiet. It worked.” Roman’s lip curved up, and threw her back to the bed, he was about to turn around and leave when she grabbed his arms, pulling her against him. She reached for his lips, straddling him, as she kissed him hard.
Roman couldn’t bring himself to resist her advance. He had to resist, but he found himself yielding to her. He took control of her, his kisses trailing along her face, neck and then her cleavage, his free hands roamed under the shirt, clasping and fumbling with her breast.
A moan escaped her lips, as his heated kisses teased her skin. He finally did away with her shirt, his eyes gleaming darkly with lust and excitement. “Are you sure you want this?” His husky voice asked, meeting her hazy gaze.
“Yes.” She nodded, meeting his gaze with the same passion as his.
That was all Roman needed to hear, he quickly did away with his belt and pants. He smiled, and reached for her lips, claiming her mouth completely. Without warning, he thrusted into her, pushing himself deeper as he widened her legs. He brought her legs to wrap around his waist, as she hugged him tightly, matching his fast movements.
Andrea fingers sank into his hair, arching her back and moaning into his mouth in pleasure as his pace quickened. His kisses trailed to her cleavage and stopped on her erect nipples, sucking and nibbling on them. He clasped her breasts close together, and brought her left breast into his mouth. Her sensitivity shuddered in pleasure as she tried to swallow her moans. Their messed up breath and pleasure filled voice filled the room, along with the sounds of their skin, slapping against each other. Every other thing melted as they were lost in their world of passion and entanglement.
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Do you feel bad for Brenda??
Who’s rooting for Roman and Andrea after this scene? I don’t know if I should also write some chapters for them or just continue with Brent and Tiffany, let me know your thoughts in the CS.
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