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With a low grunt, Christian untangled himself from Emily, and laid beside her. He turned on his side to get a full view of her face, she was as still as a log of wood, her breaths were calm and steady, and she definitely did not have the look of a woman just satisfied in bed.

Her eyebrows were creased together and she bit softly, on her plump lush lips. It was like she had something on her mind, something that Christian was curious to know about. He raised his upper body up and supported his jaw with his hands as he kept his stare on her. For a brief moment, his eyes accidently trailed down to her bare bossom. Her nipples were getting hard from being exposed to the cold air in the room, and Christian, not being able to stop himself, placed a hand upon it and caressed it. He felt the tip lengthen against his hands, and he grinned.

"What are you thinking about love?"

This caught her attention. Her lips unintentionally released itself from the hold of her teeth and she sighed.

"Nothing much." she mumbled. Christian noticed the odd tone in her voice and he gently removed his hands from her chest. He sat up straight, the genuine concern in his eyes shone like a thousand stars.

"Emily, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

Emily almost scoffed at his words. Of course, something did happen. But how was she to tell him that a random guy she met on a rainy night, got into her car without permission and managed to get her wet even though it seemed like he wasn't trying to. How could she tell him that a guy covered in bloody attractive tattoos had told her he wanted to eat her cunt?

She definitely could not tell him that while he was making love to her, she was thinking about someone else who was actually willing to fuck her.

"Nah, I'm fine. Just tired." she finally turned to face him, a fake smile pressed on her face. Christian smiled at this, leaned down and placed a light kiss on her lips.

"I'm glad you're fine, now I can ask this." the smile still played on his lips and Emily wished he would just leave. Honestly, that was what she wanted. She didn't want to hurt his feelings by telling  him to leave, but all she needed now was her privacy. She had to think.

"What?" she questioned.

"Tell me. Were you watching porn? Is that why you ignored my calls and came back home all wet and horny?" his smile extended into a grin, baring all his teeth on display for her.

Before Emily could stop herself, it came out like a bomb. She laughed until a tear drop landed from her eyes, leaving Christian more confused than ever. After a few minutes of laughter and confusion, she spoke.

"Porn? Seriously? You know I don't like porn, I hate it. Why would I watch it?"

"Because it's a humane thing to do? It shows you're human?"

Now, Emily didn't know if Christian was joking or if he was actually serious.  The lights were turned off, as Christian liked it. So it was quite impossible to see the expression he had on his face.

"I think porn is a waste of time, energy and money." she replied bluntly.

"But there are some really nice ones out there, you know?" Christan grinned.

Was she really talking about porn with this man right now? How much weirder could her night get?

"So what kinda porn do you watch? Soft porn? Vanilla?" she sniggered. Deep down, she hoped he'd get a hold on what she was talking about, but it seemed Christian wasn't too wise in that aspect.

"Hahaha. I watched it a few times back then in school, but recently, I can't really remember the last time I did. You know, some couples watch them, it helps boost their sexual level, and if you want, maybe we could watch it together one time?"

So now he was ready to watch porn with her, but wouldn't give it to her harder whenever she asked. She just really wanted to knock some senses into the man at times.

"We don't have to watch porn to help our sex life, just don't go too soft on me all the time when we're doing the act. I want it rough, mostly. Not asking for much."

Christian huffed in a breath, finally dragging his gaze away from her, his eyes rested on the lower half of her body, which the duvet had failed to cover and left exposed. There and then, his eyes worshipped her glorious milk white skin - untouched and unmarred by any scar, her slimmed waist which spread out in a mind blowing curve. Her behind was the most beautiful and luscious he had ever known, soft and full. Whenever she pressed it against his erection, he swore he left earth and went somewhere far away, somewhere, even better than paradise.

This woman was going to be his wife, his life partner forever. Hopefully, the mother of his unborn kids. Hell, he'd die before he ever treated her roughly. He would never lay a hand upon her, he knew what she meant when she told him she wanted it roughly, but he was afraid.. afraid that he was going to hurt her.

"So why were you ignoring Beth's calls?" he changed the subject, suddenly bringing up the issue of Beth, their wedding planner, and Emily immediately wished she never came home, and stayed a little longer with that hookah dude.

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"I am so sorry!"

Drew's voice boomed at the highest pitch as she walked hurriedly into the living room, where Emily was already seated with Beth, a tall and very lean brunnet. They were engaged in a pretty serious conversation, well, Beth was. Emily just sat and faked paying attention to the woman who talked and giggled most times at her own words.

The minute Drew had stepped into the room, Emily released a sigh of relief, she didn't know she had been holding her breath in for that long. She threw an apologetic smile at Beth, and in understanding, Beth had nodded back, packed up her bag and walked out, but not before telling Emily that they would meet tomorrow at a more private place. Like her house wasn't private enough.

"I would literally get on my knees and beg, if that's what you want!"

Ahh.. there goes the over dramatic Drew. The only time Drew knelt down for any body, which consisted mostly of men, was to help suck out their extremely tasty juices.

"He was too hot to resist?" Emily asked sarcastically. She stood up from the couch where her ass had been planted on for over twenty minutes, and sauntered over to the kitchen room. In no time, a glass of cold water settled in her hands and was finding Its way down her thirsty throat.

"That man isn't purely human. I want to have his babies." she blurted out. The sound of splattered water, series of coughs and hiccups, filled the room,  only then did Drew realise that her friend was choking on her very own glass of water.

Drew raised an eyebrow slightly, at this action, she pursed her lips, which slowly transformed into that vicissitude of a pucker.

"What? Is it strange that I want to carry his child in my womb for nine months?" she finally spoke, plopping down on the couch Emily had just vacated not too long ago.

Emily found her voice as she walked towards Drew.

"First of all, you're an evil friend. I was basically choking, and you didn't come running towards me," Drew giggled and shrugged her shoulders as Emily sat beside her, clearing her throat repeatedly.

"--and secondly, I'd love to think that you're joking." she completed.

"Alright, alright. I was joking, but it wasn't completely a lie. Jameson has grown up to be so-- how do I put this? Perfect? God, he is everything I dreamed of down there." Drew sighed dreamily, looking at the ceiling and smiling to her thoughts.

"Wow. So that's why you forgot me last night. You told me you could always have sex the next day." Emily mumbled.

"I truly meant to keep to my words, but we changed the venue of our date to his house, and one thing led to another,  but the major deal breaker was when I saw his cock. My God, I knew I needed it in my life, right that moment."

"So it's dicks before sisters now?" Drew's mild fantasy came to an end, as she turned her gaze to Emily. Her face scrunched up in confusion.

"There's a thing like that?" she asked.

"A thing like what?"

"Dicks before sisters?"

"I don't know, just made it up."

"Well, as your bestie, I'd advice you to never say it out in public. It doesn't sound catchy." Emily drowned the silent room with her laughter, and quite soon, Drew followed. The ringing of her phone broke their happy moment together.

"It's Chad." she said to Drew before taking the call.

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Chad was her secretary, he had been her secretary since the day she had taken over her father's company and assumed her role as CEO. He did excellent in his job, and gave Emily no good reason to lay him down. Aside from Drew, Chad could also be considered as her friend. They talked and made small jokes at times, and during most of her business trips, he accompanied her and made her feel less bored.

Twenty-six years old, geeky features, along with the nerdy look, Chad was quite the handsome fellow, and though Emily wasn't really sure, she suspected he had a thing for Drew. Whenever Drew came to see her in the office, she'd always notice the way his eyes lit up in admiration, a smug smile stuck on his face till Drew departed from the building. He was just too shy to confess his feelings, but who would blame him? Drew was a different kind of girl on her own. She was unique and special, she loved fancy stylish things, she loved bold, daring men, she was wild and open with her words, and she expected the same from you in return. Sadly, Chad was none of these.

A mask of attentiveness covered her face, and Drew knew that meant business. She nodded her head occasionally, not saying full words, but mumbling some, "Uh huh. Yes. Good. No problem. I understand. I'll be there soon."

Immediately the call was over, she stood up and began walking her way up the stairs, Drew followed at her heels.

"What's up?" Drew asked.

"Nothing serious. Just a few files he needs me to go through, and some documents related to the business I went for in S.A."

"Why don't you just tell him to send them over?" The stairs seemed to go on and on.

"I've been home for too long, I need to stretch my legs and do some real work at the company."

"You've been home for just two days girl." Drew frowned. Soon, they reached the wide hall, illuminated by white fluorescent lights. Each sides of it, had doors attached to the walls. A total of six doors, only one, which was at the end of the hall, belonged to Emily, and with not much thinking, was the most magnificent and elegant of them all. Her little paradise.

"Let's go clubbing!" Drew whined, earning a scoff from Emily who turned to face her.

"Don't you ever get tired of clubbing? Don't you have a business to run?"

Surprising as it may be to some, Drew was in no way jobless. She was anything, but far from it. Neither was she a little princess depending on daddy or mummy for money.

Drew Allen, at the respectable age of twenty four, was running her own fashion line and brand. She had her own company which was going effectively and smoothly.

"Stop changing the subject. We're not talking about me, but you."

"Yeah right. I have to go now, but I'll see you later, okay?" Emily walked into her closet and scanned her eyes through the numerous clothes that lived there. Mostly consisting of business clothes and office suits, which she had gotten a great deal of, from Drew's company, she settled for a red penciled skirt with a leopard print shirt, along with an open-toe nude pumps and a chic leather clutch. She let her hair down from the binds that tied it up in a bun.

After changing into her selected choice of clothes, she walked hand in hand with Drew, out of her room, down the stairs and into her red convertible.

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The sky was splashed in hues of yellow, orange and red, by the time Emily resigned for the day. In thirty minutes or less, those perfect combination of colours were going to be swallowed by the darkness, people were gonna start putting the lights on, then the street lights would come on next, followed by the headlights of cars.

How perfect would it be if sunsets never really came to an end? Emily wondered.

The traffic lights changed to the green sign, and Emily sped on, shoving her thoughts aside, but soon enough, another thought popped up in her head.

"If you ever need my help in getting you all worked up again, you can find me here, and next time, my mouth wouldn't be the one doing the work, well, the only work it'd be doing is eating your little cunt."

A frustrated groan escaped from her lips as she felt her insides tighten.

What was she doing, thinking about a man that was not Christian? She didn't love the man, but that didn't mean she was a cheater. He was her fiancé, they were going to be married in fifty five days, this couldn't be happening to her right now.

No! She decided. She wasn't going to let the thought of some low life spoiled man who went around, telling women he wanted to eat them, ruin her life and invade her mind. No way. No way in hell.

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Emily could not count the number of times her eyes had searched frantically for him. Where was he?

He did say she could find him there, so where the fuck was he? In fact, no. That wasn't the question she should have been asking herself. The right question would be,  what the fuck was she doing here?!

Why was she at X hale club, when she was meant to be in her room and under her comfy duvet? Why was she searching for a certain man covered in tattoos?

When she could finally think straight and willed herself to move, she saw him.

He was walking towards her direction, where she stood at the hookah bar they had first met. He stood out from the rest of the crowd, the light beams danced on his painted skin, giving them an-out-of-this-world glow. His black hair wasn't wet today, there was no rain, but still, it stuck with the sexy, unfussy bed hair look.

It had that I just ran my fingers through my hair messy kinda look, and right that moment, Emily felt the odd and dreaded feeling to run her hands through it. She wanted to know how it'd feel under her fingers. She wanted to feel her hands clamp down on it and push him further as he dined on her pussy.

During her train of thoughts, she didn't notice that he had stopped at her front, his eyes bore holes into hers, and instead of pulling his mouth into a smirk, like she had expected him to, he frowned, and Emily thought that it was the sexiest thing she had ever seen.

"You came?"

His question sent her off balance, and it was her turn to frown as her head registered his question.

"I thought you wanted me to?"

"Well, I thought you wouldn't take me serious." he shrugged, shooking his hands in his pocket. A hobby, Emily noticed he seemed to like a lot.

"Well I am here now." the tone of her voice showed that she was getting annoyed, but deep down, that was all a cover up.

This time, he gave her the smirk she had been expecting. He leaned against the bar counter and folded his arms across his chest.

"I wonder what you want from me. You wouldn't mind telling me, right?"

He wanted her to say it with her mouth. Another thing Emily never failed to understand, was the way men liked women to tell them what they wanted, when they actually knew.

Staying with Drew for so long had taught Emily a lot of things, and one of them included bluntness.

Do not give a man the pleasure of knowing that he's actually turning you on and turning your pussy into butter. Play tough and beat him at his own game. If he wants bold, you give him boldness times hundred. ___Lesson 059 on how to be a player by Drew Allen.

Emily slammed her hands against the counter, caging him, while she stretched on her toes, as her heels did nothing to help against his tall build. She leaned further to breathe onto his neck, while skimming her hands through his clothed chest.

There was no need in denying that she wanted this man. Even if it was for just a night, she wanted him, and she felt absolutely no shame when she whispered into his ears.

"I want you to fuck me.. hard."

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Word count - 2,960.

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Song for the chapter :

Little Mix ft Nicki Minaj - Woman like me.

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Heyyy! Who's excited for the next chapter?  Squeals silently *meee* 😂😂

BTW, I hope you all remember Chad, I felt the need to bring him up in this chapter to remind you of chapter one, since y'all might have been wondering why she was soft and cool with him.

I hope this chapter isn't too long and dry. Love y'all ❤❤😁❤

And if you notice any errors, please point them out for me. This whole stuff is unedited and I feel like I have a bunch load of errors here which I won't be able to settle down to read and edit because I'm extremely busy with my real life activities. Thank you!