NovelEnglishShirley’s face turned a deeper shade of magenta. He got three in one go? Can he even use them all? “Can you even use them all? You got a lot there,” asked Shirley.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZacharias felt underestimated. Frustrated, he pinned her down on the bed. “You underestimate me, Miss Lloyd.” Shirley looked at him. Oh no. I flipped his switch. I'm done for. He's going to use all three condoms tonight to prove he can do it. This is my first time. Can | even take three times? For once in Shirley’s life, she wanted to run away from a challenge, and she pushed Zacharias. “Um, | think I still have something to do. Why don’t we sleep in different beds tonight?” No one would believe that excuse, especially not Zacharias. She said yes just now, and now she’s going to back off? Nope, it won't be that easy. Zacharias leaned down. “Okay, I'll just use one condom.” He tore Shirley’s nightgown away, and then he went down on her.
The night was ecstatic, but Shirley realized something by the end of it. Never trust Zacharias. Zacharias went through all three condoms even though he said he would only use one. He took her for a ride the whole night. He can really last.
It was ten in the morning when Shirley woke up. Her hair tumbled behind her shoulders. She had beca woman, though she still had a bit of naivete left in her. She also had an air of maturity around her too.
Zacharias was already working. He cinto the room and saw Shirley still on the bed, groggy. Feeling for her, he sat on the edge of the bed and ruffled Shirley’s unkempt hair. Shirley rubbed her cheek on his arm like a kitten. Disgruntled, she said, “Next time, keep your promises.” Smiling, Zacharias kissed Shirley’s forehead. “No guarantees. You're too gorgeous.” “You're blaming me?” Shirley looked at him indignantly, but she felt pleased inside.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“No, this is my fault.” Zacharias smiled, his eyes filled with love. A smile curled Shirley's lips as well. Zacharias wanted to kiss her, but Shirley pushed him. “I haven't brushed my teeth. Or washed my face. No kissing.” “I don’t mind.” Zacharias’ eyes were twinkling with a smile.
Shirley felt sheepish. She got out of bed and, after being reminded of something, pulled the blanket back. “Um, what should we do about this?” She turned to look at Zacharias.
Zacharias looked at the patch of crimson on the sheets, feeling content. He pulled Shirley into his embrace, promising, “I'll take responsibility for this. For life.” Shirley knew why he was touched, but she wasn’t very traditional. She gave her first tto him because she loved and trusted him, not because she wanted to trap him for life. Patting Zacharias’ head, she said gently, “I did it willingly. Don’t feel guilty about it.” She smiled. “Even if you dumpsomewhere down the line, | won't get mad at you.” Zacharias froze for a moment before holding Shirley tightly. “You're not dumpingafter you took my first time.” Shirley chuckled. “Are you feeling insecure, Zacharias?” Zacharias didn’t feel insecure. He just thought Shirley was being too carefree. She was like a gust of wind, impossible to tie down. He might lose her one day if he wasn’t paying attention. If she ran into someone better than him, he was worried she might dump him. Zacharias raised his head and imperiously said, “You're never leaving me.” Shirley held his cheeks. Even more imperiously, she said, “You're mine. Only mine.” Zacharias nodded. “I am yours.” Throughout the day, the couple enjoyed everything the resort had to offer-its scenery, food, and wine. Zacharias took her to the cellar so she could pick the wine herself. Then, he took her hand and strolled through the sea of flowers, watched the sunset, went on a ride, and sauntered on a quiet path in the woods.
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