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I didn't say no. I didn't say no.

  • What is it? - he interrupted the kissing, looking impatient, holding my face possessively and staring at me. - Don't worry," he said. - I know you want this as much as I do. - And he continued kissing.

Well, it's time. Tell the truth, Nicole. Tell them you've never had sex with someone, tell them you want it, but you want to get to know them better. After this there's no turning back. I sank into my thoughts, but I couldn't say no; it was a fact, I wanted him and I wanted to be there, I just wanted the opportunity to get to know him better.

We continued to kiss ardently and I felt that Luck had loosened my dress enough for it to fall over my feet. He finally removed my clothes and I stood in just my panties in front of him. My face flushed. He lifted me up and I hooked my feet around his waist, crossing them behind his back. He walked with me across the room and I felt his hard member nudge my center, over my panties. I let out a muffled sigh as I realized where this situation was going to end.

I wasn't really ready, but what could be more delightful than having your first time with the love of your life? As he walked with me to the bed, he began to smooth me down over my panties; my body immediately tensed up. I felt his thin, cold fingers find their way down the sides of my panties, dancing between my folds to find their final path.

  • You're not excited," he said, frowning. He pulled hard on my lip, and I immediately tasted rust in my mouth. I let out a moan, which was not a moan of pleasure, as the pain of his bite washed over me. - I'm going to fuck you in every possible way. - And he laid me down on the bed, standing over me.

He kissed my neck and moved down to my belly, circling my belly button with his tongue. I moaned in anticipation or nervousness. He again massaged my core through my panties, then pulled them aside and stuck his finger in.

  • I let out a scream, which was definitely not pleasure. I pulled my hips away, surprised by the pain. I raised my torso, propped up on my elbows, and watched him give me a predatory look. You are so tight! Fuck, I don't know if I can take it for long when I fuck you.

Luck quickly unzipped his pants, and I heard the sound of the foil wrapper being opened. He massaged himself and put on the condom, positioning himself in front of me. I was still in my panties. At the same time, my body tensed up, and I hesitated to spread my legs. But he did it for me, and spread them as far apart as he could. Once again I pulled away, afraid of what was coming next. I was no fool, I knew my first time would hurt, but I really thought Luck would be a little more affectionate, that he would go slower. Because, damn, with one finger it had already hurt like hell, imagine all that. I really was afraid...I looked up once more and watched him looking at me with curious eyes.

  • What did you think you would come up here with me for? So we could play with dolls? You wanted to come up, so let's finish this and then you can go, but now, how about showing me how you fuck the other guys?

What? What kind of girl did he think I was? I was still a virgin! I wasn't a hypocrite, I knew very well how things were done, but I thought it would be more romantic. It was my first time, I wanted it to be different, not just any old fuck. I was not just anyone, and I had saved myself for a special moment. Okay, I was afraid to tell the truth, after all, what could a virgin offer a guy like him? My thoughts dispersed, I felt the warmth of the closeness of his cock as he pulled my panties aside and penetrated me.

  • Ahh! another scream.

The impression I had, besides the feeling of being invaded, was that they had taken a red-hot branch and stuck it in me. Or a sharp dagger. The pain was excruciating, and I had to practice my doggy breathing, because it hurt like hell. I let out a muffled groan of pain and held his arms so tightly that I watched my knuckles turn white. I don't think he even noticed; because of the drinks or not, he didn't even stop, continuing to thrust one after the other, while underneath him, my tense body was writhing in pain. He didn't ask if I was enjoying it, he simply pulled out of me and my body screamed with relief, but it was only to roll me onto my back. His spit-moistened fingers poked at my sore and irritated entrance. Soon, he continued to penetrate me while pulling hard on my hair. I felt the first tear resulting from the pain involuntarily drip from my right eye. I never thought I would think this about Luck, but what I wanted most of all was for him to finish soon.

  • Ahh... girl, you are so hot... I'm gonna cum!

He let out a loud groan and finally pulled out of me. For a moment I thought it could be worse... What if he hadn't been turned on by me?

Well, that was out of the question, since he had just come, and from the moan he gave, he seemed to have enjoyed it. The truth is that it felt good that it was good for at least one of us.

He sat on the bed and removed the condom. He then kissed me on the lips. I realized that Luck was an insatiable guy, as we had sex twice more that night before falling asleep. I woke up with a terrible headache and brutal nausea. I tried to open my eyes, but my head was heavy and my lips were burning inside from the violent bite Luck had given me. My body was totally sore, especially down there. With difficulty, I opened my eyes and observed a smouldering darkness. I put my hands on the side of the bed hoping to find Luck.

  • Luck? - I called out, with no answer.

I sat up slowly, my head was pounding and I was definitely going to be sick. I ran towards the door on the right, hoping it was a bathroom. I knelt on the cold floor in front of the toilet and vomited for long minutes before I could get up. I washed my face, ran the Listerine that was on hand, and returned to the room. Luck was not there, there was no sign of his clothes.

I grabbed my purse and looked at my cell phone. There were more than thirty calls and messages, from Vivian and Alice. Of course, it was already three o'clock in the morning. I took a deep breath and quickly answered: I am fine. Before they could answer, my cell phone went off. In fact, I was glad that I didn't have to give a lot of explanations. I put on my clothes and looked around the room again, looking for a note, a card, or anything that he had left to explain why he had left like that.

I came downstairs holding my shoes in my hand, my face was a mess. My hair was a mess. I went first through the corridor, where I stopped to admire some pictures on the wall, some of Luck, small with a baby on his lap, others playing and others with his father. I continued down the hall until I found the staircase and descended. The hall, once full of life and people, was now empty, nothing left but the remains of confetti and streamers, and dirt on the floor. I looked to the right and observed the tequila maker collecting cups and drinks in cardboard boxes. He looked at me and seemed surprised to see me.

  • Err... I was wondering if you had, by any chance, seen Luck?

He smiled sweetly and answered me. - He left about an hour ago.

  • Did he have a last minute appointment? Will he be back?

He shrugged and continued packing.

  • And did he leave anything for me? - I said, stepping closer. - A note? A card, perhaps?

He smiled ruefully.

  • Look, he didn't leave me anything, but I can ask someone on the staff.

  • Yes! Sure, I'd appreciate it.

  • Do you need a cab? I don't think there are any more private

private driver here anymore.

  • Oh yes, of course, I'd appreciate it. My cell phone is dead...

  • Okay. Just a minute. - He went in and came back a few minutes later. - Look, he didn't leave anything with anyone from the team. And there is already a cab coming to take you to your destination.

My heart broke at these words. How could he not leave anything for me? A number? A message. He could have at least woken me up to say goodbye.

  • OK, got it, thanks. - I looked down, almost unable to disguise the sadness in my voice. I left in the direction of the entrance hall when, next thing I knew, the cab arrived.

  • The tequile man shouted before I got out. - Don't get me wrong... just don't get your hopes up.

I nodded, pretending to fool myself.

I arrived at the school entrance and was not surprised to find Vivian and Alice outside, waiting for me. I got out of the cab and walked calmly towards them.

  • Nicole, what's your problem? - Vivian ran up to me, hugging me tightly. - We were about to call your mother. And worse, we had to invent the craziest excuse so that Matthew and the supervisor would believe us and not give you a warning. To Matthew we said that you felt bad and came here before us. We also signed your arrival list as if it were you. If not, you can bet your mother would have landed here by now.

  • Nicole, where were you? - Alice took the cue to ask.

  • Err... I met someone... we talked late... I forgot the

the time.

  • Ouch. Oh my. Oh my God! Don't tell me you had sex with a stranger? - Vivian's mouth formed a big "O" of surprise.

I could explain the story, but I had a headache that barely allowed me to think, plus the nausea that wouldn't go away.

  • No, it was nothing like that. - I answered, staring at the curious eyes. - We just talked and that was it.

  • And do we know him? - Alice squinted her eyes.

  • No. Look, girls, I'm fine, safe, and tired. If you don't mind, I'm going upstairs.

Vivian and Alice looked at each other and shrugged. It took Alice a little longer to buy the lie, but in the end she accepted it.

  • Okay," she said. - I'll talk to you tomorrow. The important thing is that you are well.

We said goodbye, and each went to her room.

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