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

sudden, George grabbed my shoulder and turned

me in his coat and held

tongue was

house? You can design it whichever

hoarse, and his eyes were

of his words was clear enough.I could decorate it according to my preferences before

a good taste and I don’t have

my mom and I had decorated it together.It

thought of moving out of that place never once crossed my

a lot of time when you commute," he

to keep

I was kidding.

answer my

asked, "Is

"No.I’m sorry."

the expression on my face.I

were a mystery

strictly sexual? Or did he want to be my boyfriend? Although I had no clue what George’s thoughts were, I knew my feelings had changed during

relationship. But I didn’t have the guts to broach the subject.I was afraid that I would be setting myself

I was going to leave things as they

rock the boat, then we

with those words,

of consoling words could chase away the twisty feeling in

word.He held me in

the house, so we couldn’t stay the

drove us back

I was so tired that all I wanted to do was to go to bed.However, the second I stretched out

buttons of his shirt had been unbuttoned, exposing

down and kissed me.His tongue gained entry into my mouth and in a matter of

"Hmm…"

were against his chest,

plump breasts were exposed

my

sucked and licked them until I was out of my

how skillful he

one hand palmed my nipple and his teeth worried the other, his free hand reached into my skirt

writhed and moaned, unsure how to process

with fluid, expressing very clearly that I loved

my ear, "Baby,

but it did nothing

cheeks were hot, but my shame had

but when George still failed to take the hint, I growled

Where to

pushing my legs even farther

close my legs, but George’s hand held

lifted the leg he held captive and placed it on

his trousers

deep rasp and it took a minute for me to

any ability to think.I became so wet that I drenched the bed sheet

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

and his eyes

you want it so badly,

he spoke, he covered my body with his, his