17 My woman 2 (R18)
'MINE! MY WOMAN!' Vernon roared in his mind. Her nails clawed at his back; screams rang in his ears. Slapping of flesh sounded in the room while he filled her with his seed each time he reached the peak, and his woman, she squeezed his length, giving him a feeling as though he was being sucked from all directions.
As if it was too much for her, his form soaked in sweat fainted going limp in his arms a while later, but Vernon refused to let her off. This woman!
He growled, pounding away.
She dared to speak to him like he was used goods! Wanting to leave him again?
In her dreams!
Vernon did not know that his eyes bled scarlet, nor that his muscles swelled. He was too obsessed with the woman beneath him.
Still inside her, his seed dripping down his twin sack, Vernon strode to the master bedroom and continued taking as much pleasure as he could, changing positions until he became spent and unable to release inside her any further.
Slipping from her swollen folds, Vernon took a quick shower and returned to wipe her, glad that this time he had stocked up on women's products to better clean her.
Finished with this task, Vernon covered her, leaving the room after checking her once more.
Immediately after, Vernon went to the safe and taking out the documents.
Placing them nearby on the subpar desk, he took out his phone and called his personal assistant: "I wish to hold a party..." Vernon announced when the slightly older male answered. For the past month, this assistant had done a good job of helping him stay stable.
He had to think of what to do for him, but now he had other important matters.
This party is important, therefore Vernon focused and discussed in two parts; one is to give face to people who still had use and the other... For her.
Once she signed those papers, no one can take her away. He can then take her back to his country without any scruples.
Those who had dared to block and warn him. Heh, in his country do they think they could even snatch her back?
Abandon her once. If they want her back after all that time and after he had staked his claim, try doing it from his cold dead hands!
"... Yes, make arrangements like that.... Yeh.... Mm... OK... OK and have them... "
Vernon spoke to the secretary in Caijia a language that is spoken by only about one thousand. Vernon Müller also spoke the well known Putonghua, Yue, Xiang, Kenja and Hakka. Besides that, Vernon spoke his birth language; German and its minor dialects also including the Eastern Germanic languages now extinct; Gothic and Vandalic. Languages were relatively easy to learn.
Well, his father was also a linguist.
"The theme, sir, and where would you like it to be held?"
The masculine voice disrupted his thoughts. He had decided on the secondary home, so he would hold it there.
"Make it a garden party, the Garten property. As for the guest list, make it with all the important people. Forego the head chef. None will be needed. My arrival will be in a few days from now, so I will hold the party three days after."
The assistant agreed, and Vernon hung up.
For a while Vernon stood there looking at the papers with a broad smile. He always got what he wanted; this woman is no different.
Vernon Müller is the eldest of the brothers who were twins; Vergon and Vernon Müller.
The more outgoing one from among the two had always been Vergon, while Vernon preferred to be more aloof and low-key.
Vernon, because of this woman who somehow drove him nuts slowly with need and the urge to have her by his side, he wanted to show her off.
It might seem to be a bit much to hold a party for this woman he only met a month ago but he could not let her go. His decision has already been made and everything has already been set up, so she will have no way to escape.
No woman had ever entered his family home before. Once the party had been held by the secondary home, he would bring her to the main home first before his mother appeared.
Vernon made a few more calls and returned to the room just in time to see the furious female.
"What you did was not too far from rape, sir!" gods, but she is breathtaking. Her chocolate skin was flushed. How could he describe that? The tone looked slightly brighter, as if glowing, her wide eyes were watery and those plump lips fuller; swollen by him. Even though Vernon had been plundering her for so long and his length felt slightly sore, it hardened within the slacks he wore. "We both enjoyed it. You gripped my length like a vise." Feeling oddly embarrassed, Vernon informed her in a magnetic tone, lowering his deep voice subconsciously seducing her, pausing before continuing. "Your cries proved that it was enough and look at the scratch and bite marks on my upper torso." While saying that, Vernon raised his shirt to expose his rippling upper body, exposing the various scratch marks on his chest, few compared to his back. Even now, he still felt the stinging pain. No woman had never marked him before, any other woman, and he would have been furious, but her?
Vernon's blue-grey gaze took her in. She could do anything to him and he would take it like a masochist. Seeing how her face became slack, eyes unfocused, Vernon could not help but to smirk when he saw her dazed expression. He found her funny, beautiful, enthral, addictive… all his.
When she recovered, face twisting to sneer then stood, he felt as though he was Zucker punch but he kept his facial features neutral even though his eyes flashed. Releasing his shirt, he saw how unsteady she was and could not help feeling proud recovering from the momentary displeasure gaze on her like a hawk. The beauty walked in the direction of the bathroom then closed the door.
Vernon heard the shower, accompanied by low humming soon after.
Vernon chuckled at her behaviour.
Walking to the closet Vernon selected a shirt for her; the material was soft and would not cause her to feel uncomfortable, a set of panties and top, a long skirt ending just below her ankles and a pair of flats.
He knew her kind tend to have dry skin easily, so he selected a moisturiser that had been tested and placed it for her, a brush, comb and moisturizer for her hair, lip balm and left the room.
All these things had been prepared for her in advance.
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NOTES:
CHINESE LANGUAGES: Caijia: from the old Chinese family, the Sino-Tibetan family, spoken in the area centred Bijie. But are 'seemingly' closely related to the longjie and Lauren family.
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(Mostly common) Putonghua (mandarin), Yue (Cantonese), Xiang(hunanese), Kenja(dialect) and Hakka (dialect).
GERMAN LANGUAGES:
Eastern Germanic languages: are a set of old German languages now extinct.
eastern Germanic languages now extinct; Gothic (yeh its a language, when I first knew this I was shooked (shocked)) and Vandalic.
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SIDE NOTE: All of this is from wiki.
