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

"Just try to hide it, Rose!" I huffed as I tilted my neck so that she could easily get access to the hickeys that Damian decided to put on my neck. I was currently wearing my long grey silvery dress. I can't believe that my sister was getting married today. I was stressed for her but also because I was wearing a strapless dress which clearly put my hickeys in view. 


Chapter 29: The big day