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~_SASSY_~
[She's a bitch always]
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💘Rachel & Carmen💘
(18+)(GxG)(GL)(BDSM)
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Well, what can you do when she is a bitch always?
That is something for both of you to decide?
Mayhap, or Mayhap not?
Why...
***Those words, the meaning behind them were capable of leaving you confused...
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~Rachel~
You liked being in her hands, held, protected like some little child. You simply stare as she led you into the club. Both of you are greeted by extremely loud music the moment you step into the disco club. She held you tighter, closer at that moment and you in turn melt into the embrace like a cuddle hungry cat. You lean completely against her, quite loving everything bit of it. You have no time to look around the disco club as she leads you away from the crowded bar and towards the stairs.
"Where are we going?" You proceed to ask her, your hands snaking up her chest to her neck. She stops then and looks down at you from her wonderful height. You loved her height. She stared at you in a questioning way and you returned the raised brows. You had thought that the both of you were there to have fun. The stairs didn't seem like fun to you actually.
"I am taking you up the stairs, to my private suite," she tells you after a moment has gone by, an intense eye locking one at that.
"You have a private suite?" The way she nods her head at your question like a proud and satisfied puppy made you smile. She was cute too, despite being beautiful.
"I am a large investor," she continues as her hand around your waist that has gone slack tightened. Then she began to lead you up the stairs once again with you pressed closely against her.
"Wow!" was the only thing that left your mouth. Mind you, not at her words, but at what your straying hands were feeling at the moment. Her body was hard under your hand that you had placed on her both for support -and for something quite sneaky. You slid them gently under the camisole of her red pant suit, hoping to reach something else above. "What are we going to be doing in there?" You ask her as you lift your eyes to hers. Her brows were raised.
"Nothing you are imagining little bird. We are just going to talk and get to know each other." She gently removed your hands from underneath her clothes, leaving you utterly confused. "You deserve to be more than a one night stand, a transient encounter.
"I..." You made to speak but no sound left your speech orifice.
"Besides," she continued as she leaned into you, invading your private space. Your breath hitched in your throat and your stupid stupid heart began to do unnecessary cartwheels. Foolish organ! She stared at you for such a long time, her eyes attempting to see into your soul. You basked in the tension unable to do anything else, even unable to debate whether or not she was going to kiss you even when she was looking at you as if you were a dish that she wished to savour unhurriedly.
Then, finally, she spoke, but they were words that took your remaining breath away. "Like I said, I am in no hurry to fuck you." Your brain blanked, your eyes spun, your legs gave out and you swooned. Maybe you passed out or maybe you did not -you fell hard and fast.
