Authors: Marian Tee
Tags: #Literature & Fiction, #Genre Fiction, #Coming of Age, #Romance, #Contemporary, #New Adult & College, #Romantic Comedy, #Teen & Young Adult
When Fangirls Cry (19 page)
Saffi was shaking her head furiously at him, but she forgot all about protesting as Staffan reached down to tease her clit.
“Is that you, Staffan?”
Saffi moaned in embarrassment.
A chuckle. “Is that you, Saffi?”
She stopped moaning.
And then all she could do was breathe as Staffan began to move in earnest, a look of passion falling on his face as he pounded his dick into her, over and over and over.
Katy was still laughing outside.
“Ignore her,” he gritted.
“I ca---aaah!” She shrieked as Staffan slid one finger into her ass, something that was still new to her but oh so…“Aaaaah.” In moments, the dual thrusts had thrown her into a whirlpool of pleasure and all she could do was gasp and gasp, wondering when the pleasure would stop, wondering if she ever wanted it to stop.
Knowing Staffan, it wouldn’t stop anytime soon. Katy Perry was better off finding another dressing room---
“Baby,” Staffan growled from behind her. “You’re not concentrating.” Another finger joined the one in her ass and the whirlpool of pleasure started again, spinning her around faster and faster as Staffan’s cock moved in tandem with his fingers. His pants became louder as both their orgasms threatened to explode.
“Love you, baby,” Staffan growled as they came together.
It wouldn’t end, this pleasure, Saffi thought dizzily. This wouldn’t end. And it would never end because---
Staffan kissed her shoulder, and then bit it when she didn’t respond. Saffi forced her eyes open. “Mmm?”
He smiled at her lazily. “Ready for Round 2?”
She moaned weakly. “Staffan…”
But he was already moving.
Ah, yes. This, this bliss with Staffan…it would never ever end.
****
One Week Later
Rathe Wellesley reached the floor where Saffi’s dorm room was supposedly located. Why the hell did he even continue playing poker with his friends, he wondered. He fucking sucked at it, and he always ended up losing.
Like now.
He checked the slip of paper where Saffi had hastily written instructions for him.
The girls are pregnant so I can’t transfer them to our new home. Please, please, please feed them on schedule!
He shook his head. Saffi made her fish sound like they really were pregnant women. As he tried the knob, the door next to Saffi’s room opened. A petite girl with the most curvaceous body he had ever seen came out. Her dark hair was twisted up like a jaunty hat on top of her head, and her glasses seemed a size too big since it kept falling down her nose even as she kept pushing them back up. She looked extremely shy and awkward, but her lingerie was extremely revealing – a two-piece silk-and-lace pair that practically exposed her breasts and her long silky legs.
The complete contrast was utterly intriguing, and he was successfully and hopelessly intrigued. He wanted her. And he meant to have her.
The girl hastily crossed her arms over her chest as his gaze narrowed. Rathe could see that she wanted to go back inside, lock the door, and hide in her room, but something was preventing her. “Are you here for…Saffi’s fish?”
He nodded.
She disappeared in a flash, making Rathe blink. She reappeared and held her hand out to him. “Here’s the key. She told me a friend of Staffan’s would be coming over to care for them.” She was obviously preparing to retreat.
“Don’t go.” His commanding voice stopped her from moving. “What’s your name?”
She shook her head.
He took a step closer. “Tell me your name,” he invited.
She swallowed. “Mary.”
He looked behind her. “Is this your room?” His voice was throaty.
“Yes---”
Rathe held her by the shoulders and gently made her move backwards, and he followed her inside. He closed the door and the moment the world outside disappeared, he bent his head down and kissed her. ###
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