Well, he was also furious at her for not protecting herself well. So, he could not help but ravish her b*ody. He enjoyed himself, but he ended up hurting her.
Brandon lowered his head and gently stroked her privates.
Natalie lowered her head to see what he was doing. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw his face moving closer to her vagina. What was he planning to do?
Brandon held up her legs and ordered, “Don’t move.”
Natalie clenched her fists and awkwardly placed them over her chest. She had guessed what this man was going to do. Flustered, she tried to close her legs and protested, “Don’t…”
Her w*et lips, along with their salty smell, were so erotic. Without any hesitation, Brandon stuck out his tongue and licked them.
“Don’t… Stop… Brandon… Please…” Natalie muttered while trembling.
Of course, Brandon did not stop and instead entwined his fingers with hers.
The tip of his deft tongue went in and out of her hole. “Ugh… Ugh… Honey…”
Natalie’s eyes rolled upwards as she experienced the most sensuous feeling she had had in her life.
Unlike his d*ck, Brandon’s tongue was w*et, soft and flexible, and it brought a different kind of ple@sure.
The pain in her hole gradually dissipated, and her vagina began to contract. She could not wait to be filled up by Brandon again.
Natalie rolled over in bed, eyes closed, following a romantic night.
She wished she could go back to sleep, but she felt uneasy between her legs. It felt painful once it was touched.
In shock, Natalie opened her eyes.
“You’re up. Don’t you want to sleep some more?” From behind her, a man spoke in a hushed tone. Feeling her rolling over, Brandon put down the newspaper he was reading and gazed directly into her eyes.
Upon seeing his flawless face, Natalie quickly recalled the way she was begging him for more last night. What a bad move!
Natalie shut her eyes and pulled the quilt over her face. Snoring soon came from the quilt.
Brandon shook his head and placed the newspaper aside with a slight smile.
He lifted the quilt, revealing Natalie’s face. “Your eyes were open just now. And now you’re snoring?!”
Natalie pretended she was asleep and ignored him.
Brandon then kissed her neck. Caressing her thigh, he told her, “How about I’ll help you relive last night a little bit?”
Eventually, Natalie was compelled to open her eyes. She rolled into Brandon’s arms, wrapped in the duvet. “Don’t!
I am still in pain. Why did you show up here yesterday? Why didn’t you tell me beforehand?”
Brandon gave her forehead another kiss. He removed his hand from her thigh and placed it on her tummy. “You would have really been raped if I hadn’t come.”
The mere thought of this devastated Natalie. She had encountered this type of situation previously, and it had traumatized her.
“I think I stood out last night and that’s why I got retaliated against.” Last night, there were so many fashion icons and celebrities, but Axel and Zuri only spoke with a young designer like her. Some people naturally started to feel envious.
Brandon’s eyes got really dismal. “Who desired vengeance on you? Can you recall anyone suspicious?”
Last night’s event attracted a large crowd. There was no way she could keep them all straight in her head. Considering that she was drunk during that night, she was still not sober and her recollection was jumbled and unclear. She has no recollection of the events.
She scratched her brow and tried to recall everything, but nothing came to mind. She could only tell him that she did not know who intended to exact revenge on her like that. •
The wry smile on Brandon’s face expressed his helplessness. “You little twerp…”
Natalie had a sudden realization. She removed the duvet and donned Brandon’s shirt. She then dashed to the table to rummage through the shopping bags.
“This tie will look good on you. Thankfully, I was able to make it to the store before they sold out. The salesperson told me that I would be lucky to find a similar tie elsewhere since it’s the last of its design.”
Natalie cheerfully took the present from the bag and presented it to him. Brandon took and unwrapped the present.
He then agreed that the color was perfect. “You made an excellent choice. It appeals to me greatly.”
Natalie leaned forward and gently kissed the corners of his mouth. “Great, let’s start with breakfast. While you’re here, we can take a stroll in Northcliffe.”
“You mentioned that someone brought you breakfast. What happened after that?” Unexpectedly, Brandon questioned.
“Oh, that gentleman is just a fellow male model. Always loves to joke. It seemed he was buying breakfast for another model, but the waiter sent it to the wrong room.” Natalie looked at Brandon with gentle eyes. To avoid making Brandon envious, she limited her words.
The pair got dressed and left the room. They seldom spent time alone with one another like this. And now, they were really affectionately close to one another.
As they entered the elevator, they found it empty. She then kissed Brandon while holding his hand.
“Can you recall what transpired in the elevator last night?” Brandon, with a thoughtful glance, murmured in her ear.
Natalie covered Brandon’s lips in embarrassment as she recalled the men who had glanced at her in the elevator the night before. “Be quiet already!”
“Oh, I assumed you don’t get shy.” Brandon, feigning innocence, squeezed her wrist and kissed her with a grin on his face. In the elevator, they were flirting.
The elevator doors opened unexpectedly.
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.
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