Amira’s POV
I sighed and snuggled into my pillow as I stared at the walls of my room. I felt like I had nothing to do but lay in bed all day and night these days. No matter how hard Donald and Chloe tried to persuade me to go out, I just couldn’t. I wanted to sleep all day and forget I ever met him, but every time I thought of him, my heart raced.
I scowled as an image of him flashed through my mind as I sat up in bed. Despite the fact that I only met him once, my mind apparently couldn’t forget about him. It reminded me of how his chocolate brown orbs shone down at me, how his broad shoulders made me feel safe and secure.
“I’m going insane,” I muttered aloud as I trudged to the bathroom.
Needing a long shower, I changed out of my pajamas, which consisted of a tank top and short shorts, locked my room, and entered the bathroom. As I stepped into the tub, I turned the water to medium and sighed again as the warm water hit my naked body.
After thirty minutes of cleansing my body, I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around myself, drying myself up. I let my hair dry naturally, as using a hair dryer sounded too much work right now. Only in my underwear now, I wrapped the towel around myself once more and exited the bathroom.
I walked into my closet, opened the door, and selected random clothes. The closet door was wide open, and I had the feeling that someone was watching me, so I drew the shirt over my head and zipped up my jeans.
I turned around, hung the towel on a hanger, and went to my room. I looked over at my desk, unsure whether I should continue drawing. I gave up after a few seconds and began to walk towards my bed.
I couldn’t shake the strange sensation, and I shuddered as a hot breath hit my neck. I gulped and surveyed the entire room, looking for something to protect myself, but I couldn’t find anything. A shudder ran through me as the stranger’s hands moved to cup my waist.
I couldn’t even move, let alone speak; I tried screaming, but what good would that do? Donald and Chloe were not at home because they had gone grocery shopping and would not return until later in the day. I took a small step away from the stranger, but his hands tightened around my waist.
“It’s me,” he said in my ear, and his voice made my breath catch in my throat.
It was enticing how deep and sexy his voice sounded. I recognized his voice from a long distance away, and when he leaned in ever so slightly, his breathing hitting my neck even harder, my eyes closed instinctively.
“How did you get in here?” My voice was out of breath.
He took a moment to respond, “I have my own ways.”
A chuckle escaped my lips, but I didn’t question how he knew where I lived; I knew there was more to him than he let on, and I planned to find out soon. I swiveled around to face him because my back was still to him and I wanted to see his face.
He had a grin on his face and bowed down slightly so I could see him properly. I was envious of how handsome he looked as his eyes darkened and his entire face was flawless.
“I couldn’t remember your name the first time we met,” he noted with a raised brow.
My brow furrowed and I shook my head, not wanting to give him my name so easily. He leaned in, pouting slightly, his eyes mischievous.
“If you don’t tell me, I’ll moan it out of you,” His expression told me he wasn’t joking.
I accepted the challenge by zipping and locking my lips and crossing my arms over my chest. I swallowed the lump in my throat as his eyes traveled down to my body as he took a step forward.
I stood my ground, but on the inside I wanted to flee before he could catch me. His fingers ran down my arms, making me shiver with excitement. His lips brushed against my collarbone, and I bit my lip to keep any sound from escaping.
His lips became hungrier as he licked, sucked, and kissed my neck, clearly wanting to leave hickeys. I squirmed out of his grip, biting my lip harder, but his hands tightened around me. Finally, unable to keep any sounds in, I let go of my lip and let out a breathy moan.
“Ah,” I exclaimed as he struck my sweet spot between my collarbone and neck.
I closed my eyes and tried to enjoy the pleasure he was giving me while clutching his shirt in my hands. His hands moved down my thighs, spreading them apart. His hands vanished into my jeans as he unbuttoned them.
A few seconds later, his hands cupped my s*e*x. and rubbed my clit, causing me to scream in delight. Just as I was about to reach my climax, he paused and smiled at me. My scowl returned, and I sighed, giving up.
“It’s Amira.”
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Skyler’s POV
Despite the fact that I knew her name because of the research I did before coming here. I promised myself not to interfere in her personal matters, but I couldn’t help myself, I couldn’t go a day without her, so I gave in to the hunger that was constantly eating away at me and did what it said. Her name was Amira, and it sounded exactly like her.
These strong feelings I’d had since meeting her had been completely perplexing me, clouding my mind and heart. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and never let her go, and if she would let me, I would keep her with me forever, but how can she trust me if she hasn’t met me?
My gaze was drawn to her figure, and I bit my lower lip to contain my laughter. Her eyes were like daggers aimed at me, and she was scowling at me, clearly irritated because I wouldn’t listen to her, I couldn’t give her what she wanted right now.
She took a step away from me, her chest heaving up and down, and gulped audibly when I wrapped my arms around her to keep her in place. Her figure fit perfectly in my hands, and I smiled as I felt her relax subconsciously. She tried to move away from me again, letting out an irritated sigh, but my arms tightened around her.
“Stop moving,” I said, nuzzling my face against her neck.
She remained silent and did as I instructed, as if she sensed my hardened cock. It was making it impossible for me to stand when all I wanted to do was sink my cock into her tight pussy. That thought made my cock harder, and I bit my lip to keep the groan from coming out.
“Wait, what are you doing?” She moved a little, causing her body to subconsciously grind against me.
I closed my eyes, letting out a painful groan, to keep the beast inside of me. He wanted to take her right now, but I knew it would be considered rape and I couldn’t do it, never in a million years would I do that to her.
“You’re literally making it difficult for me, sweetheart.” I spoke softly while nibbling on her earlobe.
She let out a small moan that encouraged me to continue. I moved my lips to her jaw and chin, softly kissing her neck. Finally, my gaze was drawn to her lips, and I asked her permission. She returned my stare for a brief moment before her gaze shifted to my lips.
Leaning in slightly, I gently captured her lips and began to kiss her; not wanting to startle her, I went softly, but when her hands wound around my neck, all the hunger in me came out. My tongue flicked out and licked her bottom lip, begging her to let me in, which she gladly did.
Our tongues battled for supremacy, but I clearly won. Her hands tightened around my neck, but not to the point of suffocation. She deepened the kiss and began to walk us backwards, drawing me in closer.
I forced myself to pull away from her, looking into her eyes with lust as she returned my gaze with the same intensity. I rested my forehead against hers as our chests heaved up and down in unison. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, enjoying her intoxicating sweet smell.
I knew I was being selfish because making her mine would be torturous for her, but when I imagined another guy touching her, I saw red. Maybe if we got to know each other better, I could tell her about what I do, but that would have to wait for now.
“It is improper for you to be in here. She sighed and drew back from me.
“Why?” I asked, with a frown on my lips.
“If my Chloe finds out about this, she’ll freak out and start asking strange questions.” “, she replied, sitting on her bed.
“Who is Chloe?” My brows furrowed in perplexity.
“My best friend”, Her lips curved into a smile.
I sat beside her, nodding my head, and looked at her; most of her hair was covering her face, making it difficult for me to see; turning my body towards her, I tucked her hair behind her ear. Her body tensed, she looked at me nervously, and her tongue flickered out to wet her lips.
A loud shriek was heard throughout the quiet house before any of us could say anything, and both of our heads turned to the door.
“What is the fuck going on here?”