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

"Ross is sleeping on the couch" Chris told me. I walked in his house, looking at the huge mansion which looked bigger than the last time. I noticed Ross sleeping in the couch, with his mouth wide open and he was snoring, making me chuckle. 


"Why is he sleeping on the couch?" I questioned when I approached the sleeping guy. 


"I was in the living room when he came to tell me to pick you up. I guess he fell asleep here while waiting for us" Chris told me. 


"You were still awaken at three in the morning?" I asked in disbelief. He nodded and pointed towards a pile of files. 


"I may party hard but I work hard as well" Chris told me with a smirk. I rolled my eyes but still smiled. I sat on the couch and watched as Chris walked away. I wasn't feeling at ease. I felt like I was out of my place. After a few minutes, Chris walked back with a glass of juice. 


"I need to get to my apartment" I told him while taking the glass of juice from him. Surprisingly, he scoffed, then shook his head. 


Chapter 70: Chris