" Don't worry I will be gentle"
He pulled out a condom from a drawer, wearing it.
And then he pushed in gently.
I screamed.
A sensation mixed of shock, excitement, pain , pleasure all at once.
He cupped my face . " You okay ..... Babe?"
Him calling me babe , it has to be a dream.
I could only nod.
He stopped giving me time to adjust. And then he started moving, slowly at first and then increasing the pace.
It was full of pain and pleasure.
He sucked my nipples, while his other hand fondle the other.
After some time , we had an orgasm together , we were breathing heavily.
After everything we had baths , separately.
Later.
We were sitting on bed.
" Do you think it was early?" He asked me looking in my eyes. " I already told you ... No ... I am already waiting for the next time." I replied my voice barely visible.
He smiled " You are so cute" . I blushed.
I spent my whole day with him, talking, playing, spending time together. At night he dropped me to my building.
He left after dropping me to the lift. As I opened the door of my room, the air around shifted, it got heavier.
It gave me goosebumps.
I look around every thing was at its place.
As I walked to my bed . The sight made my blood run cold. There was a note perfectly pinned on my pillow with a black rose next to it.
The note says:
" He is not worthy you, darling. You deserve better, little rabbit"
Thousands of questions running into my mind.
Who kept it there? Was it Leo ? How he got here? Who is he ? What does he want?
What the fuck happened here? . ittle rabbit? darling?
What the hell !?
Fuck... It was night already, I will go to police tommorow after college. I took the note and a rose in put it in my bag and went to sleep.
I couldn't sleep well because of that fucking feeling.
The next day at college I told Leo about everything. He asked me if I can show me .
I swear.
I checked my whole bag , there was no traces left, I can't even find a petal.
Leo comforted me saying it was my imagination and asked me to get therapy.
I was sure it was real but... What the fuck is happening?
Like the heck I care . After college i went to police and told everything from the feeling of being watched to the note and the black rose.
They said that they will try their best in catching the person who did it . But their faces called me , mentally unstable..
FUCK! GO TO HELL!
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