58- Blue Eyed Stranger

Ashley Walters pov

Curtains were covering the windows, but I could sense that it was way past sunrise time. I sat up and the first thing that caught my eye was the naked man beside me.

His face seemed so relaxed and so much more handsome. It was hard to digest in the morning that the most handsome man lying here was the same man who made love to me last night.

What if he would try making love to me again? I guess I should freshen up and be presentable before he wakes up. The man deserved a good smelling girl beside him. I did not want him to gag after getting my stinky scent.

I quickly got off the bed and stopped when I realized it hurt down there. Ouch!

There was a little bit of dried blood on my thighs. I somehow managed to head towards the bathroom for a shower. After getting done with it I came out and opted to wear a simple powder blue skirt with the most comfortable lingerie and a pair of flip-flops.

Initially, my plan was to wear another se*xy lingerie but f*ck with that. I was still tender down there. Something they never bothered to show in movies.

Bast*ards!

Cursing all the movie people, leaving a se*xy sleeping man behind, I went out of the room.

“Good morning, ma’am.” The first face, I encountered after coming out of the room was of the lady butler Edith, “Should I bring you something? Coffee? Or tea, perhaps?”

“No, Edith.” I hugged her with a smile taking her by surprise, “I am going out. If Justin wakes up, please let

him know.

Before she could argue, I hurriedly came out of the cottage and started walking without thinking much. I needed to get away from the place for some time.

What would I tell Justin if he would try to make love to me, again?

Justin! It hurts.

Justin, I am still tender.

Justin, I want to… but please don’t you dare insert that scary thing inside.

To be honest, I only enjoyed it till his finger was doing those delicious things down there. But the moment he tried penetrating that huge thing…

Urgh! I did not want to think about it.

I was passing by a market when I saw a small street coffee vendor.

“Coffee, miss?” He asked me. I nodded and paid him.

“Thanks,” I smiled at the friendly fellow and started walking. There were some interesting stalls selling jewelry and their cultural clothes.

There was this man in a tent who was showing the snake dance to some of the local kids. Sipping my coffee, I started enjoying the show just beside the entrance.

dancing to the tunes of the flute. More and more people were gathering there when suddenly the man who was playing the flute started coughing.

on a nearby wooden log, I went to him to help when suddenly out of the blue the snake who was dancing up until now made a huge jump at me.

face to avoid it. It fell and got stuck to the material of my skirt. The people standing

me to save me when I felt something piercing against my thigh skin.

Snake bite!

by its neck, “Oh, God!”

heavy crisp voice spoke behind me, and two strong arms were around my shoulders, “Was

owner was putting the angry reptile back into

basket.

a white milky substance. By now tears were streaming down my face. The man who was sitting behind me, holding my head, rounded

And hell!

hot and

by just looking at him. He had blond hair with icy blue eyes that had concern in

wearing a floral button

with his fingers. The man

Cherie.” He eyed me with worry and pointed at my skirt. He then turned to the

that I was being shy showing off

but also closed the tent’s entrance leaving me alone with

the snake’s venom was already extracted.” He started applying it, “Its lime water mixed with

he tied a gauze around the thigh and

tried making

am not.”

where are you from,

family must be getting worried for you.” He dodged my question. “So, you don’t want to tell me about you? What are you hiding? Who are you? A

eyes.

to stand, and he held my arm to support, “You are quite handsome!” I did not know from where I mustered up that much

Everyone keeps telling me that.”

can put me down.

to be carried like this. My husband

of the tent when

married? Aren’t child

am eighteen, Sir “I tried to defend Justin.

high school or maybe college. Not in

kept walking ignoring my command,

stopped and heaved a sigh, “Listen

SAID PUT ME DOWN! NOW!”

and made me stand on

foot I started

for being nosey!” Ignoring him, I kept walking

not bother to stop or look back. After a few minutes, I felt him jogging beside me, “Ma’am.

me, you prickhead!”

This time he chuckled.

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