Belle's Story

18+ activities ahead... Avoid if you're not up to age.

"Yes, I'm a mistake, born by mistake, mum was deceived by her boyfriend and she got laid then he fled from the country and was nowhere to be found... Guess what!!!... Mum got pregnant with me for her boyfriend, one Stephen Miller". Suddenly, he got interested in her story, she continued, "She lost her parents around that time and she was fucking 18 years old... Like she just got mature. I didn't get a chance of seeing my grandparents and that's literally the least of my worries... So mum managed to graduate without me shown to the world, she even tried to find her asshole boyfriend and never found him", she laughed out loud and drained her beer, she turned and called the bartender to get her three more bottles, she faced him and continued her story as she drinks from the bottle, " That was funny right, he fled from her and her unwanted pregnancy. She's lonely as she never got married", she started speaking gibberish, he scoffed and said "You don't even have a good alcohol tolerance and you keep drinking", "I actually drink to relieve stress and pent up emotions", she became sober almost immediately. "I have such a pathetic and boring story and life too, I'll take my leave, young man... Also, no matter what, even if you're having a bad time, suicide is not the cure... Okay?... Good", she stood up from his side and took a step but fell immediately, she smiled and said "That's the alcohol at work", she tried standing up but couldn't then the man moved to help her... There she noticed his fine features, chiseled jaw, nice shaped lips and as his body touched hers, she felt his firm and strong muscles... Immediately her thought went wild, imagining how it will feel if he had her in his arms or... Her thoughts were interrupted when he asked of her address, "Just take me to the nearest hotel, mum wouldn't love to see me in this state", she snuggled close to him and he chuckles. He then drove her to the hotel and lodged in a masters room. He turned to leave but in a blink of an eye, he found himself beneath her, he smiled with surprise written all over his face, then he tried to move her away but it seems she was stronger than he was. She smiled naughtily, " Why not let's do this, young man?" "I won't take advantage of a drunk lady who's not...", she cuts in by grinding herself on him, he felt uncomfortable then he turned her over, with him on her. She chuckled and said, "Are you feeling it too?", she continued, " The hidden chemistry between us", she licked her lower lip. "Fuck!", that was the last shred of self control he had in him, he bent his head into her neck and sucked on her flesh softly as she sucked in air and moaned slightly. He bent his head kissed her lips softly and slowly, he moved his hands round her body, exploring them as her body gave way to him to satisfy her needs. He raised his head to capture the look on her face which gives him a sense of satisfaction, her face turned tomato red when she noticed his eyes were on her, " Don't be shy, you want this right?", he asked and she nodded. "What's your body count?", he asked as he nibbled her earlobe, " Zero", it came out as a whisper but he heard he clearly. Then he stopped and almost stood up from her but she held him back saying, "Its not enough reason for you to stop... We both want this". " But...", Belle cuts in by kissing him wildly and he took the lead from there.

The early morning sun shone across the room, Jason sat up due to his phone ringing wildly, he picked the call without looking at the called ID, "Yes?", " You need to get your ass down to London, one of the companies there is on fire... Now!!!", he heard his mum's angry voice. "Oh fuck, this can't be happening", he rose from the bed immediately, cut the call, cleaned up and dressed up. He looked at the figure on the bed, he walked to her and kissed her forehead saying, "We'll meet again sweetheart, but in a good situation", with that he walked to the side table to write a note and walked out of the room with a dangerous aura and a killer face.