Yin-yang

Sara POV

"Aron, I want to eat you up." I flicked my finger at his jawline.

I'm not sure why, but recently, my lust has become more intense. To close the distance between us, I moved closer to him on the couch. My hand instinctively moved to his thigh.

"Are you going to kiss me?" I whispered in his ear.

"Sara, we'll talk in the morning. Good night." He declined to kiss me for the first time. It could be because of his girlfriend.

"Aron, I am your friend with benefits, right? So let me take advantage of your hard dick." I pushed him onto the couch and then sat over him.

"Please don't do this, Sara." When I kissed his Adam apple, he gave me a firm grip around the waist. I'm not sure why, but my need to taste his body keeps growing. I bent down to undress her.

"No, Sara, please." He stopped me just as I was about to kiss his dick.

"Aron, please; I want you." With my gaze, I pleaded with him.

He asked me to sit on his lap and then pushed his dick inside me. My breast made close contact with his mouth. I firmly gripped his hair since my lust had already driven me insane. He gave me a full 90-degree bend on the couch, which made my torso swing in the air, and then he fucked me.

"I'd like to attempt different poses with you." On my phone, I pulled up sex pose for him. I tightened my grip on his hair and wrapped my thighs around his waist. As his dick entered me, I was engrossed in his intense kissing. He thrust hard into me, pushing my back against the wall. With each push, I could feel his dick vibrating in my vagina. He sucked my neck's tender spot, causing me to moan with pleasure.

"I want to give this one a try, Aron." I gestured towards a recent sexual posture I had noticed on my phone.

"That is my favorite position, Sara." He spoke softly in my ear.

After he flicked me, I kneeled in response. His dick missed my vaginal opening as he attempted to insert it inside of me.

"Please, Sara, bend over." I bent at his request.

"I am already bent. Would you mind inserting your dick inside of me?" I questioned him.

He attempted to insert his dick inside of me once again. His dick was stroking across my clit, but he mistakenly thought he was pushing it into my vagina.

"What are you doing, Aron?" I screamed out of rage.

"Why are you unable to bend properly, Sara?" He expresses his annoyance at me for not keeping his dick inside of me.

"I can not bend more than this."

"I have no time to play circus with you, so leave it." He shoved me up against the wall and stuck his penis inside of me. I closed my eyes and felt the vibration of his dick inside me.

He took me to the bedroom and fucked me for the whole night. When I woke up the following morning, I noticed his sleeping face. To avoid him making fun of me for last night's events, I got up quietly.

"Sara, if you want to increase your body's flexibility, consider doing some aerobics." His drowsy voice stopped me in my tracks.

I hurried to the bathroom without turning to face him. I'm not sure why I gave him a reason to make fun of me every day. I turned on the shower, and my thoughts went back to the events of the previous evening.

How did I manage to be so bold? I was uncertain of my intentions when I requested that he attempt those sexual poses on me. My face became hot as I recalled the event from last night, even though I was standing under a chilly shower.

After having breakfast, he left for his office. I'm not sure why he became fixated on kissing my forehead before he left the house. I avoided making eye contact with him because I felt ashamed of what I had done the previous night.

I proceeded to the study area to pick up a book to read, but my eyes kept going to his mother's photo. I suddenly remembered what he had told me about his mother.

Why did he assume that my life was easy? He was asking me why I didn't talk to my dad. On that day, I restrained myself from telling him the bitter truth about my dad.

My dad, like Aron's mother, cheated on me. He deceived my mother by marrying a businessman's daughter. If his wife hadn't come to our house looking for him, we would never have learned this reality. Although the sorrow in my life is pretty similar to his, our personalities mean that we respond to every crisis in a different way.

"We are like yin and yang." Suddenly, my mind returned to the words that he said to me yesterday.

"What do yin and yang mean?"

I searched on Google and found the definition of yin and yang.

Ah, so what he meant to say was that, like yin and yang, we completed each other. Both of us have brighter sides and darker sides. He seems more romantic than I had anticipated. I never expected him to call me his other half. Did he truly think of me as a part of his soul?

When I saw the yin-yang sign, I grinned.

"Sara, if you don't help me get more money, they'll kill me." I see Neil's text on my phone.

Oh no, I forgot all about Neil. Seeing him in trouble, I got worried about him. I wanted to help him, but I'm not sure how to help him get out of this predicament.

"How much cash are you in need of?"

"$5,000."

Oh no, that's a huge sum. I have no idea where I could find so much.

"Neil, don't worry; I'll make the financial arrangements." I assured him that I would make the necessary financial arrangements, but I am uncertain about the source of the funds this time. I considered my options and decided to ask Aron for help. I'm hoping he won't turn down my request. After finding the solution to my problem, I got so excited that it was getting difficult to wait for his arrival.