To Be Yours Again-Chapter 237 Not the monster

*DANICA*

"Thank you, Danica, I’m sorry, I must have woken you up."

"Yeah, you did but it’s fine"

"I’m not going to get punished for that, am I?"

I couldn’t help but laugh.

Jeez, I was not the monster here...he was.

"See, I made you laugh, I was getting a reward then"

"Oh shut up."

I let go of his hand and he offered me a small smile.

I know it was fake because of the desolate look on his eyes.

"What is it, Andro?"I asked, sounding more concerned than I should.

"I just feel sad and I don’t know why.”

Okay, Danica.

Go back to your bedroom.

You’ve done enough for him.

He’ll be fine.

You don’t need to do more.

He doesn’t deserve more.

Try as I might to leave, I pulled him into my arms, hugging him tenderly.

I would continue being mean to him tomorrow.

He sighed into my arms.

His breath fanning my neck and I swallowed.

We stayed like that until he fell into a peaceful sleep.

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*LORENZO*

When I woke up the following day, I couldn’t help but smile.

Danica must have left when I fell asleep.

What was in your arms, woman?

I just love being in your arms.

And I realized that she was a good person...a good person who was trying to be bad to me.

Well, so I have to show her that I can be good too.

First, I needed to express my gratitude in a sweet way.

I headed towards her bedroom and knocked.

When she didn’t open up, I thought she might still be asleep so I bent the doorknob and walked in.

My footsteps halted when I saw her walked out from the bathroom, completely naked.

Fuck!

"ANDRO!" She screamed and grabbed a towel.

I quickly turned around.

"You just couldn’t knock, could you?You pervert!"

"I did...I just thought...I didn’t know..."

Calm down, man.

Her naked hot body is replaying in my head and I couldn’t think straight.

"I just wanted to thank you for last night"

"You’re welcome. Now, get out"

I nodded and hurried out.

Oh boy!

This would definitely increase her hatred towards me.

And it did because throughout that day at the restaurant, she kept snapping at me, ordering me around and berating me for every little thing that goes wrong.

Still, I couldn’t stop thinking about how hot she is.

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When I laid down to sleep that night.

I smirked recalling her body.

Oh man... I’m getting aroused.

This forbidden horniness has to stop.

A memory flashed through my head of me on top Danica, thrusting in and out of her hard and fast.

I shook it off.

That was impossible.

There was no way in the world I could have had sex with her before.

Maybe, I was having sex with someone else and my mind is picturing the face as Danica’s.

My cock was pointing up from my briefs and I couldn’t get any sleep.

With a helpless groan, I gave up a little of my hard-won control.

Ignoring my better instincts, I shoved down my briefs and fisted my own length.

So. Fucking. Good.

A moan caught in my throat as I squeezed myself...as sweet pressure offered a hint of relief.

I closed my eyes and imagined.

Danica was the only woman that came to my mind.

It was insane...she hated my guts.

I couldn’t help but imagine her tight grip, stroking me...teasing me...milking the come from my heavy, desperate balls.

Imagine her mouth pressing kisses over my fevered skin? imagined her whispering my name, that she wanted me.

"Danica." I moaned.

And then I heard her, for real.

A soft little gasp.

My eyes snapped open and there she stood in the moonlit shadows of the room.

She wore a white top that displayed her stiff nipples like rock-hard diamonds, and tight, lacy knickers that clung to the plump curve of her mound.

Her eyes were wide and her mouth was a lush O of shock.

I shoved my dick back into my briefs.

This was so embarrassing.

What do I say?

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*DANICA*

Without wasting time, I ran up to my bedroom and shut the door.

I shut my eyes tightly wishing I could unsee that.

I only passed through the living room to get a bottle of water from the kitchen only to find Lorenzo doing that with his...ugh!

And he moaned my name.

MY NAME?!

What was fucking wrong with him?

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The following day, I tried to have a normal day at my restaurant.

But it was hard.

Jeez, couldn’t he had done that in the bathroom or something?

I threw more silly temper tantrums at him, well, it was not really silly because he deserves it.

At the close of work, I sat on the couch in the living room trying to relax my tensed muscles.

Then I recalled what he did on this couch, I wonder how many times he had done it.

I quickly stood up and sat on the sofa.

He walked in and upon seeing me, an uneasy look came upon his face.

"Hey.” He began, running his hand through his hair. “I’m so sorry about last night...I wasn’t thinking...I was just...you know...it was..."

I wanted to ask why he moan out my name.

Was he thinking of having sex with me?

The nerves of this man.

I would not have sex with someone who dumped me!

"I don’t want to walk in on that again, have I made myself clear"

He nodded. “Yes, ma’am."

I turned away from him and held my neck.

Damn I was tired.

I had been overworking myself so I could stop thinking of him, of anything concerning Lorenzo.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes.”

"You’ve got a stiff neck?"

"No.”I denied.

He walked towards me and stood behind the sofa.

“Andro..."

"You’ve been helping me out, Danica...let me help you too in the way I possibly can.”

I rolled my eyes.

I tensed when his fingers started expertly kneading the spot. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

How did he find the spot that I had discomfort with?

Oh boy...what he was doing to my neck felt so nice.

I was in heaven, lost under the tenderness of his touch.

This man has magic hands and my mind instantly went south thinking about the other parts of me he could massage.

The way his fingers dug into the right spot without causing too much pain amazed me.

He leaned in, a little closer, his chest pressing against my back.

His breath tickled my neck causing the fine hairs to rise.

I squeezed my legs together to fight off the impending ache.

I shouldn’t feel like this but I do.

Every part of me was beginning to tingle because this man was touching me.

Unable to bear it any longer.

I let out.

"I think I’m okay now"

He nodded, curtly.

"Thanks"

Without staring at him, I darted off to my bedroom.

My body tingled as I laid on the bed.

Why couldn’t I just stop thinking about his dick?

I need a man’s touch, I know that too well...

It’s been long since I had sex.

Since we got separated actually.

I had only been focused on raising my child.

I really needed to get over this stupid horniness.

I always did and it was far too dangerous to have anything to do with a man like Lorenzo.

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"Have you seen Andro?"

I looked down to see Lucy holding a piece of paper after getting back from school.

It was two days after that massage from Lorenzo.

"I sent him to get something for me, what do you need him for?"

"Miss Mona told me to give this to him"

I frowned.

Mona was her teacher.

What business does she have with him?

"Okay, give it to me, I will make sure he gets it when he returns.” I said, sweetly.

She grinned."Thanks, mom"

She handed me the piece of paper and scurried off.

Curiously, I opened up the paper.

I frowned in disgust seeing that it was a love letter.

Who writes love letters these days?

Dear Andro,

I don’t really do this, in fact I’m nervous as heck writing this to you. But ever since I saw you, I haven’t been able to get you out of my head. Confessing my feelings to you is hard because I don’t normally say these things to guys but you’ve captured my heart in the way that I can’t explain. I just want you to take a chance on me, I promise, you won’t regret it. I’m falling in love with you, it’s so fast that it scares me shitless, but I would really appreciate your reply and I would like to get to know you better.

Love,

Mona.

I huffed in disgust.

Mona was a good natured lady.

How could she have all people be smitten with Lorenzo?

I squeezed the letter and dumped it into the waste bin.

Crap!