Tears well up in her eyes as he refuses to listen. "But I love you..." she whispers desperately before finally turning away, the weight of his rejection pressing down on her heart like a ton of bricks. She wanders back to her room, collapsing onto the bed in a fit of quiet sobs, feeling more alone than ever before.

Her tears flow freely as she lies awake throughout the day, unable to shake the feeling that she's lost him forever. She wonders what she could have done differently, if there was anything she could have said that would have made him understand how much she loves him and needs him in her life. As the hours tick by, hope slowly fades away, replaced by a deep sense of despair and loneliness.

the anticipation building inside her like an avalanche. As they step through the door and into the living room, she feels Héctor 's eyes on them, assessing their every move. It's almost as if he can see right through her clothes and straight to her heart. Her breath catches in her throat as she waits for his command.

"Come here," he says softly, motioning for her to join him on the couch.

"Oh... I'm so sorry," she says breathlessly. "I forgot to introduce you two. Héctor , this is..." She pauses, looking back and forth between them expectantly before finally saying, "I think it's time for you to find out." With a sultry smile, she steps aside to give them a better view of each other.

With renewed hope, she quickly finishes getting ready and hurries out the door, determined to catch up with him before it's too late. She speeds through her morning routine, barely pausing to eat breakfast as she races down the street in search of his car.

Finally spotting it parked at a nearby coffee shop, she takes a deep breath and approaches cautiously. "Hey," she says softly, standing several feet away from him. "I want to talk... about last night."

Her heart sinks at his words. She takes a step back, feeling the sting of tears in her eyes again. "I'm sorry," she whispers. "I know I messed up... I just want things to go back to how they were before."

She bites her lip nervously, not daring to meet his gaze. "Please, Héctor... Can we try again? I promise I'll be better this time."

Her heart skips a beat at his words. She nods slowly, her eyes never leaving his face. "Thank you... I love you too." Her fingers trace his jawline, marveling at the roughness of his skin against her fingertips. A future together might not have been what she expected, but it's all she's ever really wanted.

Smiling softly, she takes out her phone once more and begins to take pictures of his chest, making sure to capture every detail. "Here you go," she whispers, sending the images over to him before leaning in for a gentle kiss. It's their first real kiss as a couple... And hopefully not their last.

Kate watches him leave the room with a sultry smile on her lips. As soon as he's gone, she jumps up and runs over to the window, peering out into the darkness beyond. She can already feel the heat building between her legs as she waits for someone suitable to come along. Her nightgown has ridden up, revealing her bare ass to anyone who might be looking. With a low moan, she reaches behind herself and spreads her cheeks wide, offering herself up to the night air.

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Her fingers move faster against her aching folds as she imagines Héctor watching her from his room. The thought of pleasing him in this way makes her even wetter and more desperate for release. She arches her back, pressing herself harder against the window as her hips rock forward and back in a slow, torturous rhythm. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, echoing through the quiet night.

I swallow hard, feeling the weight of his words settle heavily in my chest. He's right... I am his now. And as much as it terrifies me, the thought of belonging to him in this way is somehow strangely thrilling. "Okay..." I whisper, mustering up all the courage I can find. "I-I'll do anything you want."

His hands snake around my waist, pulling me closer until our hips are pressed together once more. "Good girl,"

I move to kneel in front of him, my heart racing as I realize what he's asking. "Anything..." I whisper, looking up at him with a mixture of fear and desire in my eyes. My hands hover close to his hips, unsure of what to do.