A Little Touch Of Roses episode 31

🌹🌹🌹 A Little Touch Of Roses 🌹🌹🌹

🥀🥀🥀 Kemmy B. Gabriel 🥀🥀🥀

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🌹 Chapter Thirty-one: torn? Well, welcome plan B? 🌹

Tugging at his denim jacket… Or whatever the ripped jacket he had on was, I whimpered like a child, demanding he took it off. Zed complied and the jacket was gone within a second. My mouth dropped open upon seeing his bare chest. Sure, I’d seen him in a swimsuit but never focused for fear of doing something stupid.

I knew Zed was physically sculpt well, better than his s€×y father and almost as hot as mine. But I didn’t know he actually had lines and perfect toned abdominal that would make Marcus Rashford or John Cena freaking jealous. Okay, let’s not go too far with John Cena, Zed has nothing on him. But I could debate him over Hugh Jackman. So dreamy.

Rosita, focus!

I flipped us over so he would be under and straddled his thighs. I traced every single line of abs I could find, skimmed my hands over his hærd chest and even the muscles of his arms. I saw that he had a recent tattoo on his lower abdomen, right before it disappeared into his p-nts. I knew it was recent because the last time I checked, it wasn’t there. He had my name written on him with a rose over the “I”. It was beautiful because it was mine. He shuddered every time I touched him, while his fingers coiled up in my hair and teased my scalp.

I reached forward and locked my l-ips around his n-pple. I played with him, looking to his face occasionally to make sure I was doing it right. With how tighter he held my hair and the way his eyes rolled every time and breathing hitched along with a heaving chest, I would say I was doing well. He rolled his h¡ps at times, rubbing his really incredible boner on my th-gh, pleading that I move and grind on him.

“Rosita, you are killing me,” he mo-ned. I smiled on his chest and pulled h-rder on his n-pple with my teeth, chuckling when he hissed pleasurably. His hands left my hair and travelled down to my back, running daintily down my spine through the suddenly thin towel and almost making me lose focus.

His hands travelled forward as I left his n-pple to work on his abs, and he loosen the knot of my towel, causing my br-ast to burst free like a spring. He hummed softly before grabbing my arms, confusing me for a second before I was yanked upward so my br-asts would be on his face.

“You are indescribably beautiful, Rosita. And the fact that you have never been touched hærdens me more,” heat spread across my cheeks as I bit down on my lower lip shyly. Guess our parents wish was coming true.

“What the…!” I shrieked when he suddenly spun, slamming me down on the bed and imprisoning me with his hands. He leaned over my chest, growling as his mouth made contact with my very hærd tit.

He knelt over me, his l-ips greedily s-cking on my hærd n-pple while I mo-ned softly. My hands clutching the duvet, my mind scre-ming at me to put a stop to this. He was drunk, he wasn’t thinking well, but I was. At least I was suppose to be thinking well.

His mouth moved south, licking and k-ssing along the skin of my belly and leaving few bites and s-cks. He k-ssed all the way to my thighs, sending shiver of ecstasy through my body. It took everything in me for me not to jump from the weight of the s-nsation that dropped on me. The muscles of my thighs began to tremble violently as Zed pushed them apart.

I held my breath in anticipation, waiting upon when his mouth would visit my w-t flesh. And when he finally did, a loud mo-n left my mouth as I arched myself off the bed. The incredible s-nsation bypass all he had given me. He paid full attention to my nub when he noticed I was incredibly sensitive in that area as I would always jerk when he touched or graze his l-ips, tongue or teeth over it. I cried out, not being able to handle the weight of the delirious bliss dropped on my shoulders. The weight was crushing me.

“Wait, wait, I can’t handle it…” I ended up scre-ming when he plunge his finger into my wetness instead. “Zed, please, just wait a minute,” I pleaded. He listened and pulled away. I placed my hands on my chest as I tried to catch my breath, chest heaving heavily. He just knelt there watching me.

After a couple of minutes, I caught my breath. “Okay, I’m ready,” he came down to the bed and laid back flat. He picked me up effortlessly and sat me down on his thighs.

“Remove my belt,” he commanded. I swallowed hærd at how hærd I clenched from his authoritative tone. I would never take commands, but it just sounded so s€×y coming from him in that moment.

I pushed myself down and began my trembling mission of removing his gold star belt, followed by his button and then the matching gold zipper. Anytime my hands brushed his er-ction, he would hiss and buck his h¡ps followed impatiently. Once it was undone, he lifted himself up so I could take his white jeans off. I obeyed like some kind of pet. His c*ck was twitching impatiently in his white briefs. I almost thought it was mad at me for delaying.

“Now the briefs,” there, the command again. I obeyed and set his c*ck free, choking on nothing when the darkness I’d been picturing sprung out. He wasn’t joking when he said he was huge enough. He chuckled and looked down at me as I marvelled over how painful this would be. I’d seen it before, but it looked bigger than it was when I s-cked on it.

I was in a daze, so much I couldn’t move. He spun me around and gently laid me on the bed, pausing first to enjoy the sight of my unclad body. He finally held my ankles and parted me further, the lust in his eyes so intense I knew he wouldn’t be able to last long without being in,side of me. I was scared, really, but stupidly ready for it.

He reached forward and peeled the towel off from under me and tossed it on the floor. Zed reached forward and planted a hot s-ckish k-ss on my h¡p, chuckling when I gasped and pinning me down at the same time. He continued to s-ck and tease my h¡p bones, all the while thr-sting his fingers in and out of me slowly so it won’t overwhelm me like the last time. He left my h¡ps and showered my legs and body with k-sses, planting hickeys everywhere he wished to plant it.

The pressure was killing me, he needed to be over it already. Once he was done k-ssing me to heaven, he grabbed the flesh I call ass and squeezed, as if thinking of what to do next.

“Wait,” I reached for his c*ck, grabbed it and ran it head along my slit. A loud mo-n escaped us, my hands shaking from the pleasure. Heat burnt me inwardly, especially in my s€×. It was like we were trying to stop ourselves from how hærd it was to just get on with it, instead delaying.

He took my n-pple into his mouth and began working on it. His rough and reckless suction and use of his teeth made tears of pleasure flooded my vision. The delirious bliss was like a sweet punch to the face. I didn’t think life had such pleasure. It got worse when he pulled himself away from my hand and rubbed the ball of his thumb on my very sensitive nub. I closed my w-t eyes as I cried, fireworks challenging stars in my eyes, like a race to see who could explode more.

Spasms of desperate pleasure tightened on my stomach, very painfully. I couldn’t take the heat anymore, it was starting to get painful. “Zedekiah, stop torturing me,” I pleaded, “please,” I was so w-t and throbbing, my stomach in severe pain from knotting and clenching too much.

I used my strength to force his body upward, locked my legs around his h¡ps and held him in my hand again. I slipped his c*ck around my s€×, soaking it up so it would be easy to slip into me. He removed my hand, which caused a loud cry of disapproval from me. He made it up by slowly pushing my swollen folds open and pushing pass his head. I wiggled a little when he pushed pass the comfort zone.

“Hold still or it’ll hurt,” he whispered in my ear, before nibbling on my earlobe and distracting me from any other activity. When he pushed further, the little sting mixed with the pleasure, but it wasn’t going to hurt as he was thinking it would.

What am I Altansarnai for?

Rolling my eyes at his reluctant when he was the one who barged into my apartment and initiated everything, I pushed myself down suddenly, completing the process for him. His eyes w¡dened as gasp of pleasure left his mouth while I winced a little from the aftermath of my action.

“Damnit! I’m in,side you!” He shouted. I flared my nostrils as I breathe heavily. Guess the size of the “deflowerer” mattered. His size wasn’t helping. Not painfully unbearable, just bearably tight.

“Can you… You know… Move? You’re too big and staying in one place isn’t helping,”

“I’m not too big,” he mo-ned, “you are just too tight,” and with that, he started moving. At first, it was uncomfortable, but as soon as the delicious rhythm set in my brain, all other feeling was forgotten. I let myself drown in the foreign feeling, eyes shut as I memorised every single thr-st, every single sounds coming from our joining, every single tingles that spread across my entire body with a scorching heat. The heat was hotter in my head and stomach, every thr-st pushing me further to my awaiting spasm.

“Why… Do… You… Feel so good,” he said with a choked voice, as if he was finding it hærd to compose his words, “so fu…cking p…perfect and tight,” he adjusted my body, accidentally stroking my G-s₱0t. But once he saw my reaction, he turned his entire attention to that s₱0t alone.

“Oh Gosh,” I cried, “don’t… don’t stop,”

“Kei, call me Kei,” he insisted with a gro-n, not like he had told me before. I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled his face down to k-ss his l-ips. He was going so slow and steady, for my own comfort. He wanted me to have as much pleasure for my first time, even if it wasn’t satisfying him. I could tell from how hærd his body was shaking, how his c*ck would twitch and the p-nting.

He didn’t have to, but he thought about me first. Sweet, that was incredibly sweet. He brought his fingers to my cl*t, tossing me into a feral world of ecstasy. My walls clenched around him as a tremulous spasm of orgasm rocked my muscles like a visible sound wave.

“Kei,” I choked out, holding unto him with my life. I collapsed from the high with a satisfied sigh, not paying attention to how his own thr-st had become more urgent and h-rder, him seeking his own release. A animalistic sound left his mouth as he stiffened in,side of me and spurt his loads into me.

I tilt my head to the side, trying to catch my breath as I stared at nothing but the darkness in my close eyes. Our p-nting and heartbeats was all I could hear, and it was a song I never knew I could like. A sweet smile spread across my l-ips when the reality of what we had done set on me.

Zedekiah f-cked me.

I’m no longer a V-rgin.

“Roe… I…I… F-ck!” He cried when I clenched around him. I totally forgot he was still in,side me. “I need to f-ck you now, may I?” Making love wasn’t working for him so who was I to deny him the pleasure.

“Can you use a c-ndom this time?” I whispered, my eyes still closed.

“I don’t have any on me, I’m sorry,” he apologised and began to move. I whimpered as the pressure came back, and increased as he quickened his pace at each stroke. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that it was going to be a very long night.

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I mo-ned and grabbed his hand when he moved. We had fallen asleep somewhere around four in the morning, him before me because he was the drunk one. I wasn’t a log so I knew when he started slowly pushing away from me. I opened my eyes and locked it with his clouded one.

“I’m just going to pee,” he said, gulping as his eyes fell on my exposed chest. I let his hand go and rolled over to my stomach.

“Don’t even think about it, I’m tired.” Which was true. With how he dealt with me, I knew I would have to up my s€×ual game or he would get tired of me. Zed had the stamina of a beast, and he showed me that. Or maybe because he was the only one I’d slept with.

“Get some sleep,” he whispered. I was already dozing off so his words were faint, “forgive me,”

For what?

Well, I got to know when I woke up cold and alone in bed, Zedekiah long gone. He didn’t leave a note, a letter, nothing. Romi said he left two hours after he woke up, so she thought he just had something to do. I assumed that too so I focused more on taking my pills and getting myself flushed. So not ready to be a mother.

I didn’t go to school because I woke up late into the day, so I stayed back to rest. I thought when people said “I’ll f-ck you until you are not able to walk in the morning”, they were exaggerating, but Zed proved me wrong. I could barely move a muscle.

I waited for his calls, but it never came. I called him at night with hope that he would pick up, but his lines were switched off. When the girls called, they asked me why I didn’t come to school and accused me of running away. I told them I woke up with a headache and asked after Zedekiah. Alyssa broke the sad news of him returning to Korea.

He didn’t even call me, didn’t even reply my text. Romi tried to calm me down but I was freaking out and crying.

“What if after sleeping with me he got disappointed? What if he thinks I’m boring?”

“You are the V-rgin… Were the V-rgin who gave him the greatest blowjob of his life, how can you be boring? You tried,” Romi tried to assure me.

“But I’m scared, he hasn’t called,”

“Rosita, we are talking about the guy who loves assumptions. He probably thought you would freak out and lash out on him in the morning, so he ran away. And I’m sure he is going to start avoiding you. You need to remember that,”

She was right. Zedekiah was probably freaking out where he is and would certainly avoid me. But I couldn’t help the thought that passed into my head, the negative thoughts. Like what if he wasn’t freaking out and actually left? What if he didn’t want me anymore? What if he really did leave? What if it was his intention all along to just sleep with me and leave? What if after sleeping with me, he didn’t feel the sparks like I did and his feelings for me dropped? What if all he ever felt was lust? What if he gets too scared he runs to the other side of the earth? What if I get pregnant and he denies the pregnancy? Where does that leave me? A single mom at twenty one? Sure my father won’t mind an heir, but still.

“Roe, stop overthinking it!” She shouted. “Stop trying to convince yourself otherwise! You are just as bad as he is!”

“I’m scared,” I sobbed, “see what I mean by he can make me cry? Look at what he has done to me,”

“Woman up,” she snapped. And just like that, the song by Meghan Trainor started playing. I rolled my eyes, but it did help calm me down. She continued to play different encouraging songs for me, ones that made me push all thoughts of him giving me up aside.

Even when reality was staring at me in the face.

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Two miserable weeks later, there I was in my new target’s bedroom as she cried her eyes out. My birthday was the worse as I locked myself in my room and refused to go back home. Zedekiah did a good job by avoiding me as much as he could, even to the point of leaving the country. Meena and the others weren’t of much use to me because they all had idol stuff to deal with thanks to the Annual Get-together Fun-days and the Gempire yearly grand concert thing that was coming up. They were all too swamped with work so I kept to myself and refused to bother them with my problems.

Mom and my family tried to reach me, but I refused. I gave up on Zed after the first week. I was sad and depress and suspicious that my father had something to do with it. He said he tried to help but must have used the wrong plan. I just wanted one chance, one opportunity to talk to him. When we managed to meet when I went to his house, he bolted.

Dad must have said something that scared the shit out of him. Otherwise, the wh0le thing was ridiculous! The camp thing, I was going to attend because I wouldn’t let him see me broken. I was going to make sure he came to me himself.

I channelled my anger to my victims and went on a savage killing spree. The lady sitting in the bed wasn’t different from the rest I killed. I just enjoyed watching them suffer. Snot dropped down from her nostrils, sweat drenched her pretty nightdress and the bed. Her lover was long dead beside her, skull cracked open.

I ran the blunt edge of the rose blade along my l-ips, smiling as she cried helplessly and begged for her life. I leaned forward in the chair and rest my weight on my knees.

“Please, please, don’t do this,” I closed my eyes and drowned in the music playing from her iPod. Difference by Daya, Brayleigh’s favourite song. I really didn’t know the difference. The song somehow blended well with my mood. It was sad but I loved it.

When the song ended, I opened my eyes and smiled, “so, guess this is where I make my exit,” her eyes w¡dened with horror. I stood up and cracked my neck, nodding to the sobs breaking out of her l-ips.

I walked over to the bed and leaned forward, pressing my hands into the bed. “Do you know why you are dying?” I asked smirkingly. I was wearing my lead mask instead of an helmet today.

“I…I…”

“You are dying because you were at the wrong place at the right time,” I tilt my head, “and you’re a bitch. So, I sent you a video of your sister but warned you to delete it and what did you do? You sold it to a reporter to destroy her. I didn’t give you that video to ruin her, Sena, if not I would have done so myself. And the fact that you are plotting to kill your father and place the blame on your innocent mother?” I tut my tongue with disappointment, “just because she didn’t approve of your plan to kill your father? That’s just cruel, Sena.”

“Y…y…you are her? The…”

“Normally, this wouldn’t concern me, but you did try to use something I created to hurt someone. Plus, I’m freaking pissed that your precious lover was on my death list. With how many enemies he has, no one would even think that it was me. Don’t worry, your father won’t ever know what you tried to do… Oh wait,” I laughed, “I already sent all the evidence to him. Now, the cops would be here in ten minutes to apprehend you. Let’s see how they would feel when they find you dead in the arms of a wanted criminal.”

I really didn’t care, but the slightest thing vexed me. And yes, the girl was Sena, Sora’s sister. Like I said, killing spree.

I removed the syringe from my pocket and injected her so they would think she died of overdose or anything they want. Either way, it wouldn’t be easy to trace me. I went back to my chair and watched until she jerked and gasped and scre-med to death. Once she was gone, I pocket the syringe, pulled off the nylon I laid on the chair for extra precaution, folded it up and walked to the window.

If only I could kill Zed too.

🌸 Sakura’s standpoint 🌸

It was finally time for the camp! I was so excited because Rosita finally came out of hiding and was feeling better or at least, acting better. I wouldn’t say my relationsh¡p have been bad, it was the opposite. Isaac and I were still going strong; too strong. But he was constantly worried about Zed and Rosita. There was nothing anyone could do when Zed kept running away and making excuses.

Alyssa said she would fix it, but we needed to give them space. Since then, we just focused on our own relationsh¡ps. I should probably mention that Rosita returned a day after her birthday and gifted mother with a house and her building for her salon. It was the most shocking thing ever. We were moving into our new house the following week and mom was already settling things with mistress.

Finally, we were free!

The next thing was to furnish the salon and give mom the dream she always wanted.

Anyways, I was sitting on a picnic table, on the chair while Rosita sat on the table. The students from the other schools were trooping in and mingling while most scre-med over the idols and foreign singers. The idols were separated from us for safety, in a much higher ground.

Rosita refused to go up with them so I stayed behind with her. She was acting really cold and quiet, but I understood. I looked over at the idol side so I could see Isaac since the bench was close their marked safe zone.

“Sakura-chan!” Yuki shouted, waving excitedly for the umpteenth time. Darra laughed and pulled her hand down. The rest idols were staring at Rosita because… Well, she had lost her happy vibe and looked very intimidating but hot.

She was sporting madly ripped fishnet jeans that looked like someone died and his or her blood splattered on her p-nts, black long sleeve crop top with round neck and corset back, black biker gloves and wedge sneaker boots that matched the madness she called jeans. Her left fingers was filled with black cracked heart and oval diamond rings and a single diamond dome ring. She didn’t need to wear it but she wore it anyways.

Her l¡pstick was black, just like her eyeshadow and half of her white wig had been changed to a ombre effect of black and white. Her hair was swept to the side, held by a diamond stoned leather band. She also had black diamond earrings. Like I mentioned earlier, she showed off when she was sad, angry, depress.

Her thick white lashes was changed to black. It made it so obvious that she was heartbroken, but she didn’t care.

“Oneesama!” Yuki called. Rosita could hear, but she decided it was best to ignore everyone. I nudged her leg to get her attention. She flickered her eyes to me and turned her back to me, turning her body to the other side.

I was about to say something when a loud scre-m broke out, so loud it startled the bejesus out of me and the other celebrities. The students went wild as some men in silver pushed them aside. That was when my jaw dropped as I saw my favourite singers and giant size crushed boys. T-Brothers, also known as T-Luck.

I didn’t even know when I stood up and joined the scre-ming girls, clapping and waving too because you know, they are hot and really good at what they did. They stopped when Tennyson stood on a picnic table, looking around for something or someone. When his eyes landed on what he was looking for, he shrieked like the baby we all knew he was and pointed.

“Sakura!” He scre-med, waving at me. “Where’s Jemmy?” I looked around to make sure he was talking to me, before pointing at myself. “Yes, you,”

Okay, what the f-ck!

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To be continued.