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Chapter 12: Alan (Act 4)
Lina lay still, her body heavy with exhaustion, the darkness of the room enveloping her like a shroud. The events of the evening weighed on her mind, a tangled mess of emotions she couldn’t yet untangle. She had agreed to a transaction, a one-time deal with Alan, Uncle Lim’s nephew, to ease Rahim's financial burdens. But now, as she stirred awake, she realized the boundaries she had set were being crossed, and she felt powerless to stop it.
Her shorts and panties lay discarded on the floor, and her top was slowly being removed. She felt a gentle tug at her bra, and as it unhooked completely.
Then she noticed the warmth on her chest, a wetness that made her skin tingle. Someone's lips were pressed against her breast, his tongue tracing circles around her nipple.
She opened her eyes to see Alan hovering over her. His thin frame was silhouetted against the soft glow of the bedside lamp, and his eyes were wide with a mix of fear and excitement.
She flinched, her hand instinctively rising to push him away. “Alan, stop...what are you doing?” she whispered, her voice hoarse from sleep. “This wasn’t part of the deal.” as she covered her breasts with her arms.
But Alan didn’t listen. His mouth moved lower, his breath hot against her skin. " For $300, I'm still not satisfied...Lina... I want to fully enjoy you." he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “You’re so beautiful, Lina. Look how hard I am...."
She tried to protest again, but his lips were already trailing down her stomach, his hands roaming over her body. She felt exposed, vulnerable, her skin flushing under his touch. “Alan, please,” she pleaded, but her words were weak, drowned out by the growing heat within her.
He didn’t stop. Instead, his mouth found her core, his tongue pressing against her most sensitive spot. She gasped, her hands clutching at the sheets as pleasure surged through her. “No, don’t....” she started, but it was too late. His tongue was relentless, his fingers parting her folds, and she felt herself spiraling toward the edge.
“Alan, stop this at once...” she managed, but her voice broke as her body betrayed her. Her hips arched involuntarily, her breath coming in sharp gasps. She tried to cover herself, to push him away, but he was persistent, his mouth devouring her, his fingers pressing deeper. The orgasm hit her like a wave, tearing a cry from her throat. She trembled, her body convulsing as he drank her in, his lips and tongue leaving her trembling and spent.
Panting, she lay there, her body still buzzing with the aftermath of her climax. But there was no time to recover. Alan was already above her, his weight pressing her into the bed. She felt his hardness against her thigh, and panic surged through her. “Alan, wait....” she started, her hands reaching for him, but he pushed them aside, his lips crashing down on hers in a kiss that stole her breath.
“Condom,” she managed to say, her voice a desperate plea. “Please, use a condom.”
But Alan was impatient, his desire overwhelming. “I don’t have one” he muttered, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself at her entrance. “I need you now.”
She felt him push inside her, his cock sliding past her resistance. Her eyes widened, a mix of fear and arousal flooding her senses. “Alan, please...I don't want to get pregnant" she whispered, but it was too late. He was already moving, his thrusts deep and urgent, his breath hot against her neck.
She surrendered, her body responding despite her protests. His lips found the sensitive skin of her neck, his teeth nipping at her flesh as he moved inside her. She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, her body arching to meet his rhythm. He was rough, his hands gripping her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples as he fucked her with a desperation that left her breathless.
“Alan,” she gasped, her voice a mixture of pleasure and desperation. “Slow down....please"
But he didn’t. Instead, he lifted her legs, resting them on his shoulders, his thrusts becoming deeper, more relentless. She felt him fill her completely, his cock hitting a spot inside her that made her cry out. Her nails dug into his back, her body trembling as he took her with a ferocity that left her reeling.
“Alan, oowwhhhhh..." she started, but her words were cut off by a moan as he bit down on her neck, his teeth leaving a mark that stung and thrilled her. She was lost in the moment, her body responding to his despite her mind’s protests.
“Cum outside,” she managed to say, her voice a plea. “Please, don’t....”
But it was too late. Alan’s thrusts became erratic, his body tensing as he reached his peak. “Lina,” he groaned, his voice thick with release. She felt him pulse inside her, his seed spilling into her in waves that left her breathless.
She sobbed, her body shaking as he collapsed on top of her, his weight heavy but not unwelcome. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. She had wanted to maintain control, to keep things professional, but Alan had taken what he wanted, leaving her raw and exposed.
“I’m so...sorry Lina,” he murmured, his voice soft as he lifted himself off her, his breath still ragged. “I couldn’t help it. You’re too much for me.”
She didn’t respond, her tears falling silently as she stared at the ceiling. The room was dark, but she could feel his eyes on her, his apology hanging in the air. She wanted to be angry, to push him away, but instead, she felt a strange numbness, her body still buzzing with the aftermath of their encounter.
Alan rolled off her, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. “I shouldn’t have,” he said, his voice filled with regret. “But I couldn’t stop myself.”
She closed her eyes, her chest rising and falling with her uneven breaths. “Just go,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Please, just go.”
He hesitated, his hand lingering on her cheek before he finally stood, pulling on his clothes in silence.
Lina lay there, her body aching, her mind a storm of conflicting emotions. She had wanted to help her husband, to ease their financial burdens, but now she felt more lost than ever. Alan’s apology echoed in her mind, but it didn’t erase the boundaries that had been crossed.
Lina lay still, her body heavy with exhaustion, the darkness of the room enveloping her like a shroud. The events of the evening weighed on her mind, a tangled mess of emotions she couldn’t yet untangle. She had agreed to a transaction, a one-time deal with Alan, Uncle Lim’s nephew, to ease Rahim's financial burdens. But now, as she stirred awake, she realized the boundaries she had set were being crossed, and she felt powerless to stop it.
Her shorts and panties lay discarded on the floor, and her top was slowly being removed. She felt a gentle tug at her bra, and as it unhooked completely.
Then she noticed the warmth on her chest, a wetness that made her skin tingle. Someone's lips were pressed against her breast, his tongue tracing circles around her nipple.
She opened her eyes to see Alan hovering over her. His thin frame was silhouetted against the soft glow of the bedside lamp, and his eyes were wide with a mix of fear and excitement.
She flinched, her hand instinctively rising to push him away. “Alan, stop...what are you doing?” she whispered, her voice hoarse from sleep. “This wasn’t part of the deal.” as she covered her breasts with her arms.
But Alan didn’t listen. His mouth moved lower, his breath hot against her skin. " For $300, I'm still not satisfied...Lina... I want to fully enjoy you." he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “You’re so beautiful, Lina. Look how hard I am...."
She tried to protest again, but his lips were already trailing down her stomach, his hands roaming over her body. She felt exposed, vulnerable, her skin flushing under his touch. “Alan, please,” she pleaded, but her words were weak, drowned out by the growing heat within her.
He didn’t stop. Instead, his mouth found her core, his tongue pressing against her most sensitive spot. She gasped, her hands clutching at the sheets as pleasure surged through her. “No, don’t....” she started, but it was too late. His tongue was relentless, his fingers parting her folds, and she felt herself spiraling toward the edge.
“Alan, stop this at once...” she managed, but her voice broke as her body betrayed her. Her hips arched involuntarily, her breath coming in sharp gasps. She tried to cover herself, to push him away, but he was persistent, his mouth devouring her, his fingers pressing deeper. The orgasm hit her like a wave, tearing a cry from her throat. She trembled, her body convulsing as he drank her in, his lips and tongue leaving her trembling and spent.
Panting, she lay there, her body still buzzing with the aftermath of her climax. But there was no time to recover. Alan was already above her, his weight pressing her into the bed. She felt his hardness against her thigh, and panic surged through her. “Alan, wait....” she started, her hands reaching for him, but he pushed them aside, his lips crashing down on hers in a kiss that stole her breath.
“Condom,” she managed to say, her voice a desperate plea. “Please, use a condom.”
But Alan was impatient, his desire overwhelming. “I don’t have one” he muttered, his hands gripping her hips as he positioned himself at her entrance. “I need you now.”
She felt him push inside her, his cock sliding past her resistance. Her eyes widened, a mix of fear and arousal flooding her senses. “Alan, please...I don't want to get pregnant" she whispered, but it was too late. He was already moving, his thrusts deep and urgent, his breath hot against her neck.
She surrendered, her body responding despite her protests. His lips found the sensitive skin of her neck, his teeth nipping at her flesh as he moved inside her. She moaned, her hands tangling in his hair, her body arching to meet his rhythm. He was rough, his hands gripping her breasts, his thumbs circling her nipples as he fucked her with a desperation that left her breathless.
“Alan,” she gasped, her voice a mixture of pleasure and desperation. “Slow down....please"
But he didn’t. Instead, he lifted her legs, resting them on his shoulders, his thrusts becoming deeper, more relentless. She felt him fill her completely, his cock hitting a spot inside her that made her cry out. Her nails dug into his back, her body trembling as he took her with a ferocity that left her reeling.
“Alan, oowwhhhhh..." she started, but her words were cut off by a moan as he bit down on her neck, his teeth leaving a mark that stung and thrilled her. She was lost in the moment, her body responding to his despite her mind’s protests.
“Cum outside,” she managed to say, her voice a plea. “Please, don’t....”
But it was too late. Alan’s thrusts became erratic, his body tensing as he reached his peak. “Lina,” he groaned, his voice thick with release. She felt him pulse inside her, his seed spilling into her in waves that left her breathless.
She sobbed, her body shaking as he collapsed on top of her, his weight heavy but not unwelcome. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. She had wanted to maintain control, to keep things professional, but Alan had taken what he wanted, leaving her raw and exposed.
“I’m so...sorry Lina,” he murmured, his voice soft as he lifted himself off her, his breath still ragged. “I couldn’t help it. You’re too much for me.”
She didn’t respond, her tears falling silently as she stared at the ceiling. The room was dark, but she could feel his eyes on her, his apology hanging in the air. She wanted to be angry, to push him away, but instead, she felt a strange numbness, her body still buzzing with the aftermath of their encounter.
Alan rolled off her, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. “I shouldn’t have,” he said, his voice filled with regret. “But I couldn’t stop myself.”
She closed her eyes, her chest rising and falling with her uneven breaths. “Just go,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Please, just go.”
He hesitated, his hand lingering on her cheek before he finally stood, pulling on his clothes in silence.
Lina lay there, her body aching, her mind a storm of conflicting emotions. She had wanted to help her husband, to ease their financial burdens, but now she felt more lost than ever. Alan’s apology echoed in her mind, but it didn’t erase the boundaries that had been crossed.
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