𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚑

chapter 7

𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝘆𝘆 𝘆'𝗮𝗹𝗹 🤗𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝗜'𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸😘 𝘆'𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗽𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲.
𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘃𝗼𝘁𝗲 ⭐ 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗲  𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻!❤️

Ĕ̈n̆̈j̆̈ŏ̈y̆̈y̆̈y̆̈y̆̈y̆̈y̆̈y̆̈!!!!!!!!!!!!!

............joseph...

                     ꧁ ᵐᵘᶠᶠⁱⁿ ꧂

  We were alone together in the confined space of the elevator, and I couldn't deny the rush of desire coursing through me. Being near her got this effect on me, making it hard to resist the temptation to give in to my primal urges.

"Get away," she laughed, her voice a sweet melody that only fueled my desire further.

Unable to control myself any longer, I took her wrist in my hand and pressed her against the wall, reveling in the sensation of her soft skin beneath my touch. It felt like I was hammering her wrists against the wall, but in reality, I was just trying to contain the overwhelming desire that threatened to consume me.

She looked like a masterpiece, a work of art that I couldn't help but admire. But I knew I couldn't just trap her in a situation she might regret later. Despite the intensity of my feelings, I had to remind myself to respect her boundaries and not let my lust override my better judgment.

"Leave me... the doors can open anytime," she giggled, her laughter like music to my ears as she tried to wriggle free from my grasp.
She's fit and fine but yet my lady is tiny enough for me to tangle up and gulp in one shot.

ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ⁱ'ᵈ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵈᵒ

"Show me your signs, Miss Rose," I exhaled, trying to regain my composure as I fought against the overwhelming desire coursing through me. Her presence alone was intoxicating, but her dress... Oh, that dress was driving me insane.

The slit down the side showcased her smooth, toned legs, while the deep cleavage teased me mercilessly, making it impossible to focus on anything else. She was like a siren, tempting me to dive headfirst into the depths of desire.

But I had to keep control. She might seem confident, but she was still a baby, a delicate flower who deserved to be treated with care. I couldn't let my lust cloud my judgment.

"Uhm... excuse me," she interrupted my thoughts, her gaze piercing through me as she tried to decipher my intentions.

"Never mind... I'm leaving you, kitty," I teased, hoping to lighten the mood with a playful nickname.

"You cannot just keep calling me whatever you want," she protested, her voice soft and innocent, like a kitten's meow.

I couldn't help but smirk at her words. "Well, the thing was, I forgot the dates of this party," I replied, checking my watch and nodding as if in agreement. But deep down, all I could think about was her, and how badly I wanted to unravel every secret she held.

She pinched my cheeks playfully, pulling me closer to her, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth spread through me at her touch.

"I know you're freaked out right now," she teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

My cheeks must have been on fire, and I prayed to whatever deity was listening that I wasn't turning into a pink plum. Damn, this girl had a way of getting under my skin.