Lechna_Baram

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. 

      "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

Masked Feelings

The day with the girls was really tiring. I huffed as I stared at the number of bags that were in the backseat of my car. The girls were walking to the door, with only their handbags in their hands. Are they kidding? I glared at their backs, then at the shopping bags before sighing in frustration. 


"Girls! Get your asses back here! Who do you think is going to carry your bags?" I snapped as they turned to look at me. The three of them stared at me as if I've grown three heads. 


"There are people who are paid to do this" Alena said as she rolled her eyes. 


"Those people happen to be busy with your wedding!" I exclaimed in disbelief. "Move your lazy asses over here in take your things!" I ordered as I opened the door and motioned them to take their bags. 


"Someone's PMSing" Jasmine whispered loud enough to Rose. I glared at her, making her chuckle. The girls started taking their bags from the car and they all glared at me as they had to carry all these things by themselves. 


Chapter 24: Ross is in the house