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Chapter 1 Part one- The chase

Cherry's POV

"Oh God!" I moaned loudly as he slammed into

me from behind. Impalling my pussy with his thick cock.

"Yeah!" He groaned. He kept pumping into me

with a fast and steady rhythm that made me marvel at his stamina. In an instant

he flipped me over and roughly pushed back into me, eliciting a scream from me.

He kept at his pace staring into my eyes with those dark eyes. The feelings

were too much and I closed my eyes. The flutters in my tummy had built into a

mini canyon that was waiting to explode. A few more strokes and I'll be there.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah-

I felt a sharp slap on my ass.

" Owww!"

What the hell?!

I opened my eyes to meet his.

"Keep your eyes open!" he said in his thick

voice that's been accentuated with arousal.

I stared into his depths as I felt that familiar

trickle of pleasure finding its way to my pussy setting my whole frame ablaze.

I let out a shrew cry, spasmed, and collapse onto the bed.

But he wasn't done, he slid his arm behind my back,

slightly lifting my abdomen, and began to aggressively pound into me. Hard and

fast. With grunts and groans. And screams and twists from me. I couldn't take

it anymore.

"Please..." I was building up again.

"Fuck!" He grunted and pushed deep into me

in one go, simultaneously taking my very tender breasts into his mouth.

That did it! I come harder than I did the first time.

He abandons my breasts and grabs my neck tenderly but

firmly and stares deep into my eyes as he unloads his cum into me. He slammed

his lips into mine as he collapsed on me.

He soon rolls off of me and we both lay side by side

trying to catch and even out our breaths.

"Wow" I whisper-panted

"That better be a good wow," he said between

breaths.

" Ohhh It's a good wow" I assured, still

panting. After some moments he turned to face me.

"So....." And he was stuck.

"It's Cherry, " I said " like the

fruits" Forgive me but we didn't have the time to ask each other about our

names. Guess I was sex-starved much.

"Cherry," he said my name like he was

tasting the flavor on his tongue. That evil tongue that did things to me.

" You can call me Brad," he said picking up my fingers and kissing my

knuckles with his soft lips.

I smiled at him, watching him kiss my fingers. His

phone vibrated on the side table and he turned to look and it. In the light

reflecting from the city outside through the window, I saw the enthralling

tattoo that was sprawled on his back. It was about a fearsome bird surrounded

by everything dangerous to it. The bird appeared to be cruel and oddly vicious.

For something in danger, it didn't appear fazed in any bit. The tattoo looked

weirdly intriguing.

I stretched my hand to run my fingers through the

tattoo but Brad stood up and quietly excused himself to the bathroom to take a

call.

I turned to check my phone and almost had a heart

attack when I saw the time. How the hell did it go from 10 pm when I walked

into the club to 5:25 am?!

I got up quickly and gathered up my stuff, my blue

barely there dresses, Chloe's blue heels, my silver purse and where were my

fucking panties? I checked on the floor and around the bed but couldn't find

it.

Fuck it! I quickly put on my dress commando. My phone

beeped with a text. It was from Chloe

Where the fuck are you, you whore?! You're trying to

be late for work on your first day???!

The bitch.

I quickly sent her a text.

On my way. I'll be home in minutes.

I checked around if I was forgetting anything, pushed

up my disheveled hair, and packed it into a ponytail with the band I took from

my purse.

I looked at the bathroom door. Part of me wanted to

say goodbye to Brad, but the logical one was already dragging me to the door.

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"You what?!" Chloe exclaimed as she followed

me into my bedroom to watch me prepare for work.

"I know, I know, please spare me that look"

I groaned as I pulled off her shoes.

" This sounds like something I would do but

hearing you do it brings out the mother figure in me," Chloe said as she

took a seat on my bed.

I rolled my eyes and moved to pull off my earrings.

Fuck! I left them.

"Nevertheless, tell me about it", she said

excitedly "Was he good?"

" You bet he was," I smirked " I came

twice, and hard," I said feeling my face getting hot.

Chloe immediately left her side of the bed and jumped

to where I was trying to take off my clothes.

"Uuuu, tell me more" she giggled.

I covered myself immediately

"I'll do no such thing," I said pretending

to try to cover my nakedness from her.

"Now get outta here, I gotta change for

work" I deadpanned

" Pervert," Chloe cursed "You let a man

see and touch you but I'm not allowed to see your nakedness" she sulked

" Uhh, that's because I'm into responsible men

and not women," I said matter-of-factly.

" Tell me what responsible man fucks a woman on

the first night they met?" She deadpanned.

I was stuck in words because I honestly didn't have

what to say to that.

"Well...." I said while throwing on the

expensive black dress Chloe had made me buy from the online store yesterday,

yunno before we went clubbing.

"See the dress suits you" she beamed.

I rolled my eyes. Again. She made me do that a lot.

" Why don't you go make breakfast while I finish

up?" I requested.

"Sure," she said and left.

Chloe and I were like sisters. After we were roommates

during our freshman year at NYU, we bonded like siblings and remained

inseparable to the extent of moving to Seattle together and renting an

apartment together.

But while she majored in dentistry I did economics. We

were both of the same size making it easier to share clothes among ourselves.

While she was a blue-eyed blonde, with the features of a sophisticated model

--- Yunno was the one that advertises medicated glasses, because Chloe was

blind as a bat and even had to always take her glasses into the bathroom with

her. I was more of a caramel brunette with common grey eyes and slightly more

curvy features than Chloe's.

After I was done dressing up I grabbed my phone, bag,

and pumps and hurried to join Chloe in the kitchen. Coffee was already brewing

and I could perceive bread toasted with cheese and eggs.

Chloe was nursing a cup of coffee. I quickly took my

mug and poured myself some black coffee fetching the milk bottle from the

fridge. I poured some milk and stirred them together with a spoon as Chloe took

two plates and put the bread and toast.

We both sat down to breakfast with me wincing and

moaning slightly in remembrance of my last night's sin. Chloe hid a smile.

I eyed my watch from time to time.

Since Chloe's car wasn't gassed up I had already

booked an Uber. I seriously needed to get a car myself. My phone beeped with a

text from my ride, letting me know he was outside our apartment.

"Gotta go," I took one last sip of my coffee

and stood up while checking the time on my wristwatch. 7:14. I needed to be at

work before 8:30. "My ride's here"

"Okay!" Chloe said as she got up to do the

dishes "Have fun at work, break a pen." I grabbed my things.

"Will do!" I called out as I left the

apartment.

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