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Spicy warning ‼️

IT WAS REACHING EARLY noon and the bright sun was peaking through the window lighting up my colorful canvas. I was sitting on my bed in only a t-shirt and underwear. I've been like this since this morning, and I only managed to finish half of the painting. This is due tomorrow!

Fluffy sat on the other side of my bed looking at me as if he was laughing. Meanie

Truth is...I was needy. Needy for something that I'm probably not allowed to have. And never will. I need Victor...I want him. Me and Victor didn't even do anything yesterday, but I think that was my problem.

I wanted him to do more....and I feel horrible for wanting something so erotic.

As my paint brush stroked the blue paint across the canvas my mind couldn't help but go back to what happened at Victor's office..

Flashback (third person)

"Yes please." Liliura breathed out, not really knowing what exactly she was asking for. Her green eyes were a shade darker and her breaths were getting heavier as Victor's warm touch intoxicated her body.

Victor smirked down at her, his chest filling up with a sense of pride that he was able to make her feel this way.

The air was thick as Victor's hands trailed up her back reaching to the back of her neck. He gripped with such firmness that Liliura let out a whimper, her eyes now hooded.

"Look at you little bunny...begging for me.." he whispered against her lips, his voice coated with lust he's never felt before. Liliura bit her plump lips as she grew impatient waiting for Victor's lips to touch hers, but nothing happened.

Victor pulled her away slightly, really looking in her eyes. Not only were they full of desire but they seemed distant and fogged over. He frowned slightly at that.

Liliura whimpered in his hold, "Why won't you kiss me?" Victor pulled her head close and kissed her gently on her forehead lingering for a moment longer. "You're not in the right mindset, little bunny...I can tell."

Liliura pouted, laying her head down on his shoulder cuddling into his neck. "I'll tell mommy you're being mean to me." Liliura mumbled still deep in her little space, but Victor couldn't really make out what it was that she said, her voice being muffled against his skin.

(End of flashback)

Ughhh!

I slammed my paint brush down and sat up from my bed. Running my hands through my hair, I paced around the room.

I've never felt like this before and I freaking hate it. There was an unpleasant knot in my stomach that only got worse whenever I thought about him. The way his hands felt...the way he talked to me...the way he looked at me...Ughh!