Deep love: insatiable lover

“Who are you to deny it? Isn’t it enough to have a new woman around?”

Vanessa asked a rhetorical question in the back of her mind, but in the end she didn’t ask it.

She didn’t speak or answer, resisting Dylan so passively. He smiled angrily and moved closer to her, kissing her on the lips.

-It’s been so long since I’ve been with you that I’ve made you forget who you belong to?

“Who do I belong to?”

Such words were simply humiliating when applied to her.

-Stop it! I’m not your doll, I’m not your toy. I’m so tired of you shaking me like this and I want to get away from you right now.

-No way.

Dylan replied with a smile, gently and lovingly covering all his hopes.

“What a terrible devil.

Vanessa closed her eyes in frustration, talking more nonsense with him was stupid.

How could this person communicate?

-Don’t mess with me.

Dylan leaned closer, his thin lips pressed against Vanessa’s earlobe. The voice was so soft, but it sent shivers down her spine. It was like being stalked by a venomous snake, a chilling sensation.

“What else can I do?”

Vanessa curved her lips in self-deprecation, she wasn’t messing with him, it was always good to laugh at herself, wasn’t it?

-Don’t get involved with Benjamin again. You belong to me and only I can have you.

Vanessa couldn’t stand it and opened her eyes to look at him.

-Dylan, don’t you think you’re being too selfish and unfair? Why should I be tied to you when you can go to someone else? We’re not love, we’re not a couple, we’re just bedfellows. If that’s the case, who do you think you are to care about who I sleep with, who I date, who I go out with?

He looked at him angrily.

Dylan froze for a moment and then suddenly laughed.

He put his arms around her and even rubbed the tip of his nose against hers affectionately.

-Honey, are you jealous?

Vanessa snorted disdainfully, not admitting that she had a sour taste in her mouth. But she wouldn’t say it, she wouldn’t admit it, and she definitely wouldn’t let Dylan get the better of her.

-Even without hearing the answer, Dylan was sure of this conclusion.

The melancholy and anger in her heart disappeared cleanly in an instant, and she even felt pleasure. For, Vanessa was not as disgusted with herself as she seemed, or at least she was jealous of Brisa’s presence.

Dylan was appalling, unwilling to explain himself even if he had decided that Vanessa was jealous, and even deliberately provoked her.

-There is no need to be jealous, you are different.

“Yes, that woman is true love and I am nothing but a tool through and through. What qualifications can tools have to compare with her?”

She didn’t know that Dylan didn’t mean it, but she also didn’t know that Dylan was being deliberately ambiguous to irritate her.

Vanessa closed her eyes and opened them again with an unmistakable calm.

-I’m going back,” said Vanessa.

-Honey, I’ve missed you.

Dylan heard this and deliberately ignored it. The intimacy was evident as he put his arm around Vanessa’s waist.

Outside was the road and Vanessa, of course, didn’t want to, she refused and said she wanted to go home.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Dylan was reluctant to let the opportunity pass him by.

-It’s going to be exciting, believe me.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, his hand was already rummaging through her dress, teasing her. His fingertips brushed ambiguously against her soft skin, resting in soft, warm places, teasing her gently.

-He missed me.

Dylan murmured softly, but his hands moved even faster. In an instant, Vanessa was naked and Dylan flattened the passenger seat and turned around to pin Vanessa underneath.

Kissing her collarbone with abandon, his large hands travelled around her waist.

-Did your little sister miss me?

Vanessa closed her eyes, not looking at Dylan’s face and refusing to listen to him, as if that was the only way not to care about the man.

She knew her body well, so soon Vanessa’s body became warm. She tilted her head back, her mouth slightly open and her eyes closed as she gasped. The sound was delicate and seductive.

Dylan wrapped his arms around her waist and shifted into another position so that Vanessa was sitting on top of him.

-You missed me too,” Dylan smiled softly, his thin lips pressed against Vanessa’s ear, as he spat words that would make your heart skip a beat.

The body vibrated continuously throughout the night.

-Do you think you’ll get pregnant if we’re this intense every time? -Finally, Dylan suddenly had a sudden whim and asked.

Vanessa’s body stiffened, and she couldn’t ignore the question even if she tried to feign indifference.

“Can I get pregnant?”

And, of course, she wasn’t going to allow herself to take Dylan’s baby! However, she had never thought about it until Dylan reminded her.

At the thought, Vanessa broke out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, she was not pregnant.

Fortunately, Dylan mentioned it out of the blue.

After this time, she would go back on the pill and never, ever get pregnant.

-It would be nice if you could have a baby of your own.

Dylan imagined it and thought it would be nice to have a child. In particular, he was not the least bit bored with Vanessa now, and his desire to have a child was suddenly strong today.

-Baby, give me a baby.

-Don’t even think about it.

Vanessa didn’t think to say no, and Dylan, surprisingly, didn’t bother.

Her face was buried in his chest, smiling softly, her chest vibrating against his chest.

-All right, I’m joking.

Dylan said it nonchalantly, but Vanessa’s invisible eyes were serious.

He, for his part, was thinking a lot about this.

-I’m coming back.

At the sudden mention of the pregnancy issue, Vanessa’s attitude cooled. Even though it had only been done once and Dylan hadn’t had enough, she took the rare step of not insisting on it.

She cleans and dresses Vanessa herself.

He sent it back to the Cazalla family.

Vanessa left without looking back and Dylan started the car and drove off.

In the chalet, Brisa looks sadly at the wall clock in the living room.

It’s after 1 a. m. and you’re still not back. Where would I go at this late hour?

“It’s not like he went to see that Vanessa woman, is it?”

“Will you spend the night with that woman?”

“No, I couldn’t take it anymore.”

Brisa got up suddenly and headed for the door.