One Weekend Makes You Mine

important business course in Illinois.

e in the countless women who fawned over him, eager for his a

or more pleasurable experiences. A one-time pleasure with A

women crazy, but he's never seen or imagined any woman who c

face with a stunning young woman in her very early twenties. She seemed drunk an

he could take her home, but she was in no state to make any sense at that moment. The alcohol had taken s

ecided to bring her to his own apartment, where she could safely rest

a cloudy day. Her face was a study in perfection, with soft, delicate features that seemed to have been crafted by the gentlest of

front of his house, the enviro

He told the lady who could ba

down from the car before Adonis even got the chance to go help her down. He was quick e

ll be safe here," his deep, baritone voice gently assured her, befo

'm so scared," she lifted her drowsy eyes

but somehow, he decided to spare her a few minutes. He didn’t have much to attend to anyway. Perhaps

e couch beside the bed, involun

few inches away from the couch he sat on. Suddenly, her eyes flut

She struggled to keep her eyes open, her words were almost inaudible, thanks to the effect of the

summer forest, and they seemed to sparkle with intelligence and humor. They were large and expressive, framed by lon

f hurt. It was abundantly clear that she was struggling with a great deal of e

He asked with a hint of concern in his voice, as he stood up to the side of the room where

me with a different atmosphere that made h

," He offered, which was actually strange. When did Adonis Langston get

wanted her to stay the night. He felt a strange need to protect her a

morning," She muttered, almost in a whisper, eyes still closed, as

t do that on purpose?”

very bit of her perfect curves, and it sent a certain wa

colors, from rich chestnut brown to golden honey highlights. It was the kind of hair

on his emotions and sanity. He was determined not to yield to the temptation of taking advantage of a vulnerabl

curves in all the right places, with a trim waist

s mind filled with wild imaginations of the many unho

ing alive. 'fuck!' he muttered to himself. 'what th

stop his hungry gaze from taking a furthe

temptation of looking at her exposed skin. Her skin was smooth and flawle

ce was doing more harm than good to him. She looked just like a seductress in t

thes into shreds, and possess every inch of her body. He felt his bul

his tense before. None at all. He

ion, as he was gradually beginning to lose his sanity. A single bead of sweat trick

cast a final glance at her beautiful frame one more time. 'but

t to forgive him by the time she sobers up by morning, because, this was a temptation he was gladly willing to

*

e photo of the goddess of seduction, sleeping naked on his bed, her perfect face seeming so peaceful i

thing he did was to go check up on his new enchantress who had ca

us girl was nowhere to be found. She had vanished without a trace, leaving him

g details to guide his search. It was as if she had simply ceased to exist. She had slipped t

with an emptiness that he had never known before. He couldn't explain why or how, but he had fallen irre