My Heart only Beats for You

"What's wrong?"

"Benjamin handed me a box of chocolates today. He told me to pass it to you. When will you be free?"

"He gave me chocolates?" Yvonne squeaked in astonishment.

Why would Benjamin do that?

"Yes." Natalie answered, then in a teasing tone, "I think Benjamin likes you, Yvonne. He blushes every time he talks about you."

Yvonne's breathing hitched a little.

She chuckled after a moment of silence. "That's impossible. I don't know him that well, why would he send me chocolates? Maybe it's because I am his boss's girlfriend's best friend." "But..." Natalie ran a hand through her hair.

She knew Yvonne was wrong, but she didn't know how to put it into words.

"Stop your "buts". Hurry up and shower, then wait for your big night."

"Yvonne! How dare you!"

At the other end, Yvonne chuckled peals of

laughter.

"Yvonne," whispered Natalie suddenly, "What will the first time feel like?"

It was a small question from Natalie, but it unknowingly struck a chord and triggered Yvonne.

Yvonne's muscles stiffened.

"Sorry Nat, something just came up. I'll talk to you next time." She hung up the phone in a hurry.

Natalie sat baffled.

However, she didn't read too much into it, and just assumed that Yvonne was busy.

Plopping onto the sofa, Yvonne's face was ghastly pale.

What will the first time feel like?

In fact, she didn't know how her first time felt like or knew what happened during her first time at all.

Because it had happened while she was unconscious.

She could only remember that she had passed out drunk, and someone took her to a hotel. When she finally regained her consciousness, she saw blood on the sheets, but no one was to be seen. It was only then that she realized that she was not a virgin anymore. To make matters worse - it was done by a total stranger.

This was also the reason she finally decided to risk everything to climb her way up to the top.

"Sir," she heard someone address respectfully.

Yvonne drew in a stuttered gasp.

Was Jenkins back?

not returned since

he didn't kick her

out just yet, it meant that she still had a

still husband and

him with an alluring smile,

black coat on

pull off something like this; most people would

Not only was he undeniably model material, but that imposing aura of his also gave him an impression that he was a man of fashion and

glance and walked past her without

watched as he stepped into the bathroom, followed

her lip, racking

was a

was

best place for sparks to fly, were

deep breath, she pushed

the showerhead, stark

eyed her indifferently as he lathered soap onto his body, not shy at the

it was Yvonne who blushed a

the shower, water droplets trailed down from

to do so. She stood motionless, unwilling to peel her

married, he refused to touch her. What was the point of getting

end, she still couldn't get what she

towards him. "Are you taking a shower, Mr. Quartley? Would you like me to join you?" She asked, her

her fingers glided across the hard planes of his muscles, as slow as

was supposed to be the one doing the seduction, but

she brought her lips close to his ear. "Are you lonely, Sir? I can

strong force suddenly pressed down on her

sent a jolt of pain towards her

her to kneel in front of

saw Jenkins staring at her with lust burning

she had to

"Swallow," the man ordered.

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thought still filled a wave of nausea in her

endured it,

had heard about him,

to throw up, Yvonne seductively licked her lips with the tip

eyes turned dark

up with his strong arms and

his hair and tugged hard. Yvonne felt herself melting into a puddle as their lips meshed, both

he tore himself

wrapped a towel around his waist and strode out of the bathroom, Yvonne

her a credit card her way and

Yvonne's breathing paused.

she wanted. She didn't want

a force not to be trifled with. Yvonne stretched her arms out elegantly, wrapping them around

turned to look at her,

nine-thirty, Natalie's bedroom door was pushed open with a