Bye, My Irresistible Love

Helen’s POV: 

After washing the dishes, George walked out of the kitchen and said, "Go and change your clothes."

I got up from the sofa, changed my clothes and went out with George happily.

The street in the suburb was nearly devoid of cars.

George drove us downtown.

Compared with the suburb near my home, the city center was very lively with many people coming and going on the street.

At last, George parked the car in the garage of a high-end community and took my hand as we walked into the elevator.

"We’re going to your home?" I asked belatedly.

"Yeah."

Ever since we became romantically involved, George had been the one who came to my house and stayed over without invitation.I had never been to his house.

And today, he took me to his home.

Many things were self-evident.

The elevator went up to the top floor.

When we walked out of the elevator, we had a broad view of the New York City.

George stood at the door, fiddling with the door lock.

Then he grabbed my hand and pressed my finger on the fingerprint lock several times until the voice prompt announced that the fingerprint had been recorded.

 Then he grabbed my shoulders and positioned my face in front of the camera on the lock so that my face could be recorded and recognized.He didn’t let go of me until the voice prompt announced that it was done.

"Your fingerprints and facial recognition have been recorded.From now on, you can come and go as you like."

He opened the door and led me into the apartment.I thought this was the house he lived in, but it was empty save for a few basic decorations.

There was no furniture in the house at all.

My lips turned down in a frown, disappointment clouding my face.It turned out that this was not his real home.

On one side of the living room was a huge French window, and on the other side was an open-air balcony.No matter where I stood, I could see the night scene of the whole city.

A house in this location and of this type must cost an astronomical amount.

There was no way I would be able to afford this place in my life.

Outside the window, there were gorgeous fireworks blooming on the huge electronic screen of a tall building in the distance.

In the square below, people were shouting the countdown in unison.

When they counted to , George hugged me from behind and whispered in my ear, "Happy New Year, Helen."

The fireworks on the electronic screen shone brightly and the light fell on my face from time to time.

"Happy New Year."

We stood on the terrace and enjoyed the comfort of each other’s embrace.

though we were very high up, we could still hear the sound of merriment from the square in

turned

wrapped me in his coat and

a long time, when the tip of my tongue was numb and I was almost out of breath, he released

You can design it

voice was hoarse, and his eyes were as soft as water, waiting

to my preferences before moving in.I leaned in his

taste and I don’t

suburb and it was not big, my mom and I had decorated

moving out of that place never once crossed my

save a lot of time when you commute," he murmured softly, trying to cajole

want to keep

I was kidding.

answer my

he asked, "Is

"No.I’m sorry."

to hide the expression

intentions were a mystery

strictly sexual? Or did he want to be my boyfriend? Although I had

I didn’t have the guts to broach the

going to leave things as

I didn’t rock the boat, then we could maintain

words, I

no amount of consoling words could chase away the twisty

lips, but he didn’t say a word.He held me in his arms for a while longer before we left the

house,

us back

wanted to do was to go to bed.However,

buttons of his shirt had been unbuttoned, exposing his chest, and his warm

I could react, George leaned down and kissed me.His tongue gained entry into my mouth and in a matter

"Hmm…"

could hardly breathe.My hands were against his chest,

he took off my clothes and my plump breasts were exposed to the slightly cold air.I trembled slightly

his face in my chest

licked them until I

how skillful he

and his teeth worried the other, his free

was sensory overload.I writhed and moaned, unsure how

with fluid, expressing very clearly that I loved what he was

whispered in my ear, "Baby,

of shame welled up in me, but it did nothing to stop the fluid

were hot, but my shame had nothing on

my legs, but when George still failed to take the hint, I growled thickly, "George,

Where to go?

slender fingers trailed along the edges of my underwear until he was pushing my legs even

close my legs, but George’s hand held

held captive and placed it on his

his free hand, he took off his trousers and revealed his shaft to my

yet," his voice was a deep rasp and it took a minute for

his erect shaft, the deeper I fell into lust and lost any ability to think.I became so wet that I drenched the bed

your dick… Pounding into my hole…."My words had a visceral effect

his eyes darkened

it so badly, then I will satisfy you

my body with his, his hips