Just like Mica said, it was a little house
party by the members of the clan, just
to dance and drink...nothing more.
Octavia felt so cringy as she walked in with Mica. The place was damn too noisy for her.
"Hey!! Blue eyes is here!!" One of the boys sniggered when he saw Octavia.
Octavia could barely survive there. The room was almost dark, loud songs being played and halfly dressed ladies dancing on stage. How do they survive this?
She walked beside Mica and they found a table.
"You should drink this" Mica said as she
handed her a glass of drink and Octavia
gulped it down.
"Hi Mica" a lady showed up, looking really drunk. Octavia quickly realized her to be Mica's room mate, the one that never sleeps in the room.
"What's up bae? Can't believe you're still in this camp" Mica chuckled.
"Of course, I am. Been f**King my boyfriend's ass. Come dance with me, blue eyes. Pleaase..."
Octavia scoffed and just stared down at
the table, ignoring her.
"Hmph. I guess I should be on my way then" the lady laughed and scuttled off.
More thing's happened and soon, Mica
left Octavia to flow with some of her
friends.
The party went on for a while and when everyone became tired bit by bit, they started dispersing.
Worst of it all, it started raining.
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Becca stood impatiently at the balcony the whole time,her eyes glued to the gate. Where could Khalid be? Why wasn't he back?
It was so dark and late already and raining heavily. And worst of it all, his line wasn't going through. Was he fine?
She was overly worried. Where could he be? Why wasn't he back?
Well, Khalid was one powerful man and she knew she shouldn't be worried about him. But still...
Shortly, she saw the gate opening and her heart beamed when she confirmed it was his cars.
Oh, perfect. At last.
She breathed out in relief as they drove
speedily to the garage and boys rushed out of it, getting an umbrella ready.
The umbrella was opened and held up for Khalid who stepped out when his door was opened for him.
They ran towards the building and Becca
couldn't see him again, but after a while, he
showed up, walking through the balcony where she stood.
"Khalid!" She called in excitement and ran to him.
He was dripping wet.
"Oh my! I was so worried".
Khalid didn't say a word but rushed towards the room. He needed to get the clothes off.
Becca followed him to the room and quickly helped him with the buttons of his shirt.
"You shouldn't had waited for me" he said huskily as she worked.
"Yeah, I know. I just couldn't help it. And your line wasn't going through either" she pouted.
She noticed something on his shirt - some blood stains.
She paused and wondered if he was hurt.
"The party had gotten a little bloody like I said"
Khalid answered the question in her mind.
"But...But you weren't hurt, were you?"
She asked but he didn't reply.
She helped him take off the shirt and his
killer skin came flashing at her. Thank him meaning he wasn't hurt from party.
"Should i make you some tea while you
shower?" She asked, but he didn't reply.
She looked up at him and found his cold
gaze on her.
"K...Khalid?" she called.
"I need pleasure. Get on your knees" he
grunted and within a few seconds, she let her knees sink to the floor.
That was a command she was ready too obey at any moment, anywhere. But at this moment...
There was a little problem.
Without being told, she unhooked his belt, pulled down his trouser and brought his rod out of its position.
She stroke it first, moving her finger back and front before sliding it into her mouth.
She hummed in ecstasy, enjoying the
essence. It was overwhelming and has always loved it.
Her cheeks were full and blown out as
she worked on it while cupping his balls
in his hands. She's always been the perfect b*tch for him.
Khalid didn't need to direct her or hold her hair as she knew how to do it perfectly.
In a while, she was done and she had his cum filled at the edge of her throat. He pulled out of her throat and she gulped everything down.
Khalid was highly arouse already and couldn't wait to get started. He dragged her up by the hair and pushed her to the bed.
Becca's heart beat heavily as she dared the moment that was fast approaching. He might get angry....
Khalid mounted on her and planted kisses into the hollows of her neck. His bare touch on her thighs made her shiver, made her wet.
He was too good at it.
She closed her eyes and moaned in ecstasy as he caressed her b**bs before moving his hand down to her tummy, then legs, and finally he pushed his hand beneath her short skirt to get rid of her pants. But something struck him.
Whaaaat???
He pulled his hand out immediately and
moved away from her.
"Damn it! Becca, you're are on your flow??" He growled, his eyes portraying so much anger and disgust.
Becca's heart skipped twice.
"I'm...I'm sorry, Khalid. It just started
few hours ago. I..."
"Then why didn't you tell me! You know
how much I hate this, Becca" he cut her
off angrily and her cheeks flushed with
embarrassment.
"I'm. I'm sorry, Khalid. We can.. make use of the back..." Her voice trailed off. Khalid grunted and left the bed.
"Get out" he said.
"Khalid..."
"I said get out, Becca!!"
Shame and guilt washed over her as she
jumped out of the bed. Tears were nearly burning her eyes and slowly, she walked away, out of the room.
Khalid stood angrily, facing the window.
He was highly arouse and his erection was almost becoming painful.
The hell, Becca just ruined him!
He itched his jaws, deep in thoughts and finally, he reached for his phone and dialed the line of one of his guards.
Draco picked at the second beep.
"Get Octavia for me" he said with a
grunt.
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To be continued!