To Be Yours Again-Chapter 273 Deceived me

*LORENZO*

Taking my mouth away, she gasped as I rolled over and pulled her onto all fours.

Grabbing her hips, I rubbed my now throbbing erection against her pussy.

She shivered, looking over her shoulder to watch as I nudged my dick between the swollen folds of her slit.

As I thrust into her, she arched backward with a high-pitched moan.

All the breath left my body in a harsh groan as her pussy clamped around me like a vise.

She was so hot...so tight and wet... sheathing my cock with a perfection unmatched by any other woman I had ever been with.

Tightening my grip on her waist, I began a hard, pounding rhythm.

Danica gasped and moaned, her hand clenching the rumpled mattress beneath us.

God! I love hearing her sounds of pleasure.

Reaching under her body, I cupped her swaying breasts and rubbed her taut nipples, making her moan louder and longer.

Perspiration sheened our skin as I hammered into her, my pelvis slapping her ass.

Growling with savage satisfaction, I pummeled her hard and faster, ramming my swollen balls against her pussy as sweat dripped from my forehead and spattered her back.

"Andro..." Danica keened with ecstasy. “Oh fuck...fucckk!"

I felt her inner muscles contracting.

Then she wailed long and hard, her juices spilled around my thrusting flesh.

Throwing back my head, I exploded in a searing burst of pleasure that tore through my balls and shot out of my cock.

I shuddered and groaned her name as I ejaculated, hot and violently into her pulsing womb. Painting the walls of her pussy with my cum.

Closing my eyes, I limply dropped my head forward.

When I could move, I pulled her down with me.

We were both panting, her slick breasts heaving against my chest as I held her close.

For several minutes, none of us spoke.

I felt so relaxed and content.

"Thank you for today, Andro. I loved it and I enjoyed myself.”

I kissed her forehead. “I’m glad you did...I love you."

I hope she can say it back someday soon.

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I’m at the construction site the following day.

It’s not one of the best jobs to have.

But I’ve made good friends here and it makes working in a construction site...fun.

I was so focused mixing cement and asphalt at the front of the building we were working on.

I wanted us to round up early so I could go home to my Princesses.

“Andro, watch out!"

I saw a coworker pointing upwards.

Looking up, someone had mistakingly let go of some bricks from the top floors.

Abruptly, I jumped backwards.

The bricks landed on the ground but I missed my step and fell, hitting my head on something hard.

My vision blurred for a moment.

"Are you alright?"

"Are you hurt?"

My coworker’s voices sounded around me.

My head hurt badly.

I placed my hand on my forehead trying to stem the ache but memories started reeling.

A boy...me... living a happy life with my parents.

I had a mother and a father.

It seemed I was raised in luxury.

I recalled being a scholar, a top student and graduating earlier than my peers.

My father always had a toxic relationship with his extended family because of the family’s business.

But he always put them in their places.

I recalled shying away from the family business, partying and womanizing.

Until one day.

Until I met my new cleaner.

Danica!

Fuck!

The moment Danica appeared in my memories, I was shell shocked.

I was panting heavily as more memories rushed into my head.

Danica used to work for me.

She was a cleaner in my apartment.

I recalled falling for her, I recalled helping her get away from the men who wanted to hurt her.

I recalled taking her virginity and all the precious moments we spent together.

I recalled finally getting them arrested.

And then, my father suddenly passed.

Having to take over the family business and become the target of my extended family as well as business rival had seemed to be so much to me.

It had looked so tough and my mother had said Danica would make me weak.

She had threatened to do something to her if I didn’t send her away.

In my grief-stricken state, I had chosen to let Danica go.

I had cruelly broken up with her and sent her away.

After that, I became someone I couldn’t recognize, I buried myself with work and shot out every form of emotion.

I became almost like a robot. I became untouchable and I believed that was the only way to live so I could lead Moretti Group higher and guide my father’s legacy.

I recalled that I had been on the verge of getting married, discussing my terms on an arranged marriage.

I had gone on a business trip, I recalled my plane suddenly malfunctioning on air and it headed down to a river.

I had definitely thought that was the end of my life.

I felt something thicker coming out from my nose, putting my hand to it, it was blood...

The pain increased and my head spun into oblivion.

When I came around again, I was at a hospital.

One of my co-workers was with me.

"Oh, how are you feeling, Andro?After rushing you here, I was so confused, I didn’t know who I should call."

I slowly sat up.

"Who should I call?" He asked.

"Dan...” I paused.

No.

She deceived me.

I don’t have anyone to call.