THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 71 – 80

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 71 – 80

Air was blowing her hair sideways, and she’s busy sweeping it back with her palm, her butt swaying perfectly behind her.

She left everyone’s mouth in an O, and they couldn’t move from their spots.

• Emory?

• WTF!

• What’s going on?

• She has been covering all of these with baggy joggers and big t-shirts?

• Those heavy breàsts!

• I swear she should get arrested!

Emory had to stop and swallow her spit this time, feeling like the whole world is staring at her, and on their faces, she’s seeing no one face but uncle Fred’s.

Now she regrets doing this…

What’s she gonna do? She can’t move.

She’s starting to sweat, and her hand tightened on her bag strap.

Her friends joined the crowd, and their eyes widened too.

“Is this why she told us not to wait for her this morning?” Nina said unbelievably.

“Fûck! My baby is hot!” Rebekah gushed.

“I promise I’m not lesbian” Lizzy said, and Nina laughed.

“My gawd” Rain covered her mouth.

“She’s gorgeous” Isaac smiled.

Omar appeared too, wearing face cap cos of his ruined face and lips

His mouth widened, and his heart raced so much.

When he saw she’s not moving, he started rushing to her.

“Is she ok? She’s not moving” Lizzy said from the girls side.

“I don’t think so” Rebekah replied and started rushing to her too.

Emory shifted back when uncle Fred’s face appeared on Rebekah and Omar too, and she bumped into a solid surface.

She gasped, her hair pouring on her face as she turned slowly to see the only face different from others.

Levi’s

He’s standing behind her, looking at her with unhinged interest.

A cutthroat madness.

A lethal obsession.

He’s not blinking as he checked her out, and she blinked slowly, her throat moving.

“Levi?” She muttered.

“Noah” he whispered darkly, and before she could process that, he slipped his arms behind her, grabbed her soft @ss possessively and shoved her to himself.

She let out a gasp, and that sounded like the perfect invite in his ears as he leaned down, capturing her cutely small lips into his mouth.

Her bag fell…

Her breathing seized…

And Omar removed his cap.

Her bag fell…

Her breathing seized…

And Omar removed his cap.

Emory’s eyes sockets couldn’t contain the wideness that happened as Levi’s second hand joined the first one on her @ss.

He cupped the backside in his palms, and at the same time, he brought her closer so there’s no space between them anymore.

Her breàsts pushed his chest, and that made her gasp again, her eyes fluttering.

“Open up” he whispered into the kiss, and her hands grabbed his arms so tight, her black painted nails almost digging into the fabric of his shirt.

“Let me…in” he whispered into her mouth again, biting her bottom lip.

Her lips parted, and that opened up the room he needed for penetration.

He sank his tongue into her mouth, and shivers ran down her spine as his taste boomed, shattering and accumulating again.

Her eyes went shut, and she held his arms tighter as she began kissing back, the taste of apples growing and steming in the intimacy.

They both taste like red apples, the sweetness is unmatched.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 71 – 80

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