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My jaw drops open and an unconscious gasp escapes my lips.
No. It can’t be.
This is my worst nightmare. How can he be dating her? It’s easy to see why she wants him. He’s absolutely gorgeous, just like I remember with his charcoal hair and brilliant blue eyes. His tanned features are sculpted, with a mobile mouth and strong, patrician profile.
But just like last time, Elliot is intent on rejecting Brina.
“I already told you, I’m not interested,” he says.
Brina’s even more aggressive than I remember, maybe because they’re at her house this time.
“Come on, Elliot. Stop playing hard to get. I know you want me as badly as I want you. Here, let me show you something.”
The woman steps further into the master bedroom, and pulls the tie on her dress. It’s a wraparound dress made from slinky material, and when she tugs on the belt at the waist, the material literally slithers off of her shoulders and leaves her totally nude, save for high heels.
“Ooops, I forgot my underwear today!” she giggles, while squeezing her breasts suggestively. “Do you like what you see?”
Elliot’s eyes flare, but I know it’s a flare of disgust, and not one of appreciation. Immediately, he looks to the floor.
“Put your clothes back on, Brina.”
She giggles again, this time flipping her blonde hair over one shoulder. But this woman is not to be stopped. She minces over to the bed in her high heels, and sits down, balancing on the ledge.
“Ohhhh, I know you want it, Elliot. Don’t play hard to get.”
He shakes his head, two harsh streaks decorating his cheekbones.
“I don’t want this,” he begins, but Brina’s in her own world. As we watch, she leans back onto her elbows and lifts her legs high in the air so that they form a perfect vee. The toes of her high heels point at different corners of the room, leaving her pink slit exposed, and as I stare, she literally runs her hands down to her pussy and pulls it apart, showing Elliot her gaping hole.
“Here it is,” she purrs. “This is what you want, isn’t it? Take what belongs to you, big boy.”
As I watch, her pussy lips swell and pulse, her clit rigid with arousal already.
But Elliot is a man with iron control. He turns his head away and grits his teeth. A look of disgust covers his face.
“Stop this, Brina. I only came to your bedroom because you said you were working late on a project last night, and left your notes up here. Grab the notes and we’ll go. Better yet, I’ll wait for you downstairs.”
Brina giggles again, this time while toying with her nub.
“Oooh, that feels so good,” she moans, tilting her head back while her mouth drops open in ecstasy. “I can do something naughty with the notes if you like, Elliot. How about I cram them into my pussy, and you pull them out one by one with your teeth?”
Clearly, this woman is off her rocker. She wants to cram dirty paper into her pussy? Who does that?
Elliot clearly feels the same way. This kink is not getting him off.
“Brina,” he says in a warning tone. “I’m leaving.”
He moves to step back into the hallway, and that brings the blonde woman back to reality. Her legs snap shut and she sits up, pouting.
“You’re such a stick in the mud, Elliot. What’s wrong with you? You need to lighten up. How about some E?” she asks, getting up in the bed. “I know I have some around here. The E will help you feel better, instead of being such a goddamned asshole all the time.”
The blonde woman begins to rummage in her bedside drawer for ecstasy, all the while buck naked. I’m shocked. Brina has really taken the cake. I would never think to offer someone drugs after getting turned down sexually. Where does she even come up with these ideas?
“Stop,” Elliot says. “I don’t need ecstasy. I don’t need anything from you.”
But Brina’s lost in her own world. She pops back up with a clear baggie in her hand. There are an assortment of pills of various shapes and sizes inside, all of which are probably illegal.
“Here we go!” she chirps, fishing around inside. “I think the ecstasy is these small, pink ones, but if they’re not, it’s okay. They have to be an upper of some type. After all, only uppers would be colored pink, right?”
Oh my god, I’m literally witnessing this woman experience a psychotic break. She should be shipped off to a mental hospital because she’s ingesting random drugs without knowing what they are.
Elliot, evidently, is concerned too because with two large strides, he’s by the bed, and he swipes the bag from her hand.
“What are you doing?” she wails. “Why’d you do that?”
He glowers at her.
