Brandon went stiff and grabbed her restless hand. His sharp eyes then grazed behind him as he turned his head, causing everyone to shiver. Immediately, the other men in the elevator turned away from Natalie and touched their noses awkwardly.
The elevator finally got to their floor. With Natalie in his arms, Brandon stepped out of the elevator. He had told Sean to investigate Natalie’s whereabouts, so he knew the room she was in.
The doctor was waiting for them in the room already. He was ready to draw Natalie’s blood and have it tested. Natalie hazily watched the doctor approach her with a needle in his hand.
“I don’t want it! I don’t want the injection!” She hurried back in fear and stepped to hide behind Brandon like a preschool girl.
Brandon comforted her. “It’s okay. We need to do the blood test to be able to tell what they put in your wine.” While covering her eyes with one hand to stop her being frightened by the needle, he held her in the other and gave her wrist to the doctor.
The doctor finished the test and came to a conclusion quickly. Natalie had been given a high concentration of alcohol and other illicit drugs in her drinks. The doctor prescribed some medicine that would alleviate Natalie’s drunken state and told Brandon to give her a lot of water to help discharge the drug out of her system as quickly as possible.
Immediately after the doctor left, Brandon headed to the mini fridge in the room and got out a bottle of water. He wanted to give Natalie the medicine. Natalie’s face scrunched up the moment the white pill was placed in her mouth and she spat it out. “I’m not going to take it. It’s too bitter!” She then lay on the bed like a wayward child, ready to sleep.
Brandon was at a loss on what to do. He then placed the pill in his mouth and took a sip of water. He then pressed Natalie on the bed and pinched her cheeks. He kissed her on the lips and in that way, fed the pill into her mouth.
Natalie let out a moan and skillfully wrapped her legs around Brandon’s waist. She gave him a wink and unbuttoned his belt. “I feel awful. The medicine is terribly bitter and I don’t feel like taking it. How about you be my medicine?”
A man and woman rolled on the bed and lay on top of each other. All of a sudden, the former rolled up the latter’s tight skirt, exposing her fair and slender legs.
Natalie’s white shirt had been torn open, revealing her plump bre@sts cupped in her white bra. They were as flawless as porcelain if it were not for the red marks Brandon had made.
At this moment, he straddled Natalie’s waist and hastily took off her coat.
He then moved to separate her legs, and the white panties underneath her dress was exposed.
It was soaking w*et, and the middle part was sticking to her vagina.
Brandon removed her underwear and stroked Natalie’s w*et vulva with his slender finger.
He touched her quivering hole and, suddenly, inserted his finger in it.
As he stimulated her insides, he caressed her bre@st at the same time. In an instant, her nipples turned red and hard. They looked as though they were waiting to be fondled and played with.
Natalie, who was lying on herback, gasped in anticipation. She looked down and watched as Brandon kneaded her bre@st. As it was big, he could not hold it with one hand and could only squeeze it into different shapes.
“Is this enough?” Brandon teasingly asked as he gazed at the look of ple@sure on Natalie’s face.
She did not answer and just blushed with embarrassment as his finger circled in her w*et insides. Brandon’s finger was slender yet powerful. As it rubbed against her G-spot, Natalie whimpered and quivered.
“Are you going to climax again?” he mischievously asked. Natalie could only blush with shyness.
Unable to take it any longer, Brandon took off his trousers and aimed his strong and hard d*ck at her hole. Then, ever so slowly, he pushed it deep into her.
“Ugh… You’re so big…” Natalie unconsciously grabbed the bed sheet, and the void and heat of her b*ody were instantly dispelled. As Brandon moved faster and faster, her mind went blank, as if she had fallen into a deep trance.
After she came again, Natalie felt as though her b*ody was going to fall apart.
“Let’s go to the bathroom,” Brandon whispered, their bodies hot and drenched with sweat.
“I’m tired…” Natalie replied with a trembling voice.
Without another word, Brandon carried her into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Soon, the glassdoor was covered with mist.
Natalie thought that Brandon would be a gentleman and bathe her, but she was wrong. Accompanied by the sound of rain outside, another erotic scene happened in the bathroom.
With Natalie’s legs wrapped around his waist, Brandon pressed her against the glassdoor.
His lips trailed from her lips, to her neck, and down to her collarbone. As he moved downwards, Natalie’s desire was stirred once again.
Brandon leaned over and whispered seductively, “You’re w*et. Do you want me go in again?”
With her eyes closed, Natalie nodded obediently. The moment Brandon got her approval, he caressed her bre@sts and played with her nipples, making her moan with ple@sure.
To add fuel to the fire, he stimulated her cl*toris, and her whole b*ody trembled like a leaf. However, she felt a slight, sharp pain in her hole.
Maybe it was because Brandon had f*cked her a little too hard.
Natalie pushed him and said in a hoarse voice, “It… it hurts…”
Brandon stopped at once. “Where does it hurt?”
“Down there…” Natalie answered with a blush.
Brandon lifted her legs and looked at her red and swollen labia. They were covered with sticky liquid, and some of it was still gushing out of her and dripping into her thighs, i
Upon closer look, he saw that her vagina was swollen and gaping open.
“Does it still hurt? Did it hurt so much when we were doing it?” he asked with concern.
Natalie sniffled and answered, “I said stop when you got in for the third time.”
All of a sudden, something occurred to Brandon.
Natalie must be refusing him at the time because she was in pain.
Brandon was unable to control himself. After all, they had not seen each other for days, and more importantly, Natalie seduced him after getting drunk.
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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