Drama Novel
“dressup”
“dressup”
Episode-223 "dressup"
Celeste's POV:
After two
hours, I said, "No... Evelyn... this is too
much.. and it won't fit me..." she asked me to wear this dress. She was showing
me her closet and she said it will look good on...
Evelyn pushed me in
her walk in closet and said, "come on... you are not that heavy than me... and it
will look good on you... please..."
She closed the
door.... I sigh as I looked at the dress.. it's pretty though a long evening
dress, lot of material yet shows shape... but I don't think it will fit me...
Evelyn is a model, her body is different than mine... but it's pretty, it won't
hurt to try it once...
I got in the dress,
after I was done I looked in the mirror.... I look so good, even though it's
tight... it's alright to wear it for once.
I walked out the
door and stood in front of Evelyn. Evelyn said, "you are so pretty.... Want to
try modeling..."
I smiled, Evelyn
said, "you are so pretty..."
The door opened and I
heard Ernest, "Cherry.. dad wants to talk with you..." Ernest's eyes met mine and
went frozen... my cheeks got red.. when he got back to sense..... Evelyn said,
"dad!... I miss him already..."
Ernest looked at
Evelyn and said, "he tried to call you but you were not answering..."
Evelyn took the her phone
and whispered, "I am dead now.." she rushed out of the room with phone... I
wanted to stop her but my voice lacked in nervousness.
Ernest walked to
me, I am getting nervous. Ernest stood
close to me and said, "stop this..." he whispered, "stop being this beautiful... or
I would go crazy, love...."
My heart started
racing... I grasped as I felt his hands on my waist.... I was startled when he
picked me up and started walking to his room... I know it's his room.... I am
getting shy.. and I don't know why but I am waiting for what is going to happen
again....
Soon, we were in his
room, he made me stand then locked the door. I stuttered, "why.. why are you
locking the door.."
Ernest said, "will
you dance with me my lady?" I can't
explain what I felt when he said this... the nervousness and excitement was
unimaginable to explain... like I want him so say more...
He was looking at
me, and then I nodded. He chuckled and pulled me close to him and whispered,
"you are cute... more than cute... more beautiful than any diamond.." I am getting
butterflies...
He was guiding me as
we were dancing. He picked me up and then spins with me.. not even in a minute
he left my gaze.. like he will eat me alive...
I was looking at
him... he is so perfect... was the man who tortured and this man who is looking at
me with love are the same... the cold indifferent bastard and this affectionate
man are the same....
I got on my feet
still too close him to breathe... he landed his lip on mine and I closed my
eyes... I let me do what he wants... I don't know... but whenever he touched me it
feels right.. or am I just crazy... really crazy.... He was torturing my lips when
he placed me on bed.
He was on top of me
squeezing my waist... I arched my back as I felt the weird sensation he is giving
me... he whispered, "I can't wait.. Celeste..." he was kissing my neck... he went
down kissing my body in his way... he picked my lower body up and then buried his
face in between.. I grasped as he was doing his sinful acts... my body is feeling
with familiar excitement... I whined in pleasure.... I was about to go at my
highest when he stopped...
He looked at me
undoing his pants.... He pulled my undergarments off me... he pushed the dress up,
reveling my body...he entered and I grabbed the sheet...
I said, "Er-Ernest...
slow...." I grasped as he got harder. He said, "sorry, love... love but I can't
control..."
He was going out of
control... it feels so good. he said, "love.... It's your fault... you shouldn't....
wear this.. I am going crazy.." he pushed himself harder... and rougher.... F*ck I
like it so much
I grabbed into his
half opened shirt pulling him closer, I somehow hate this distance.... After 2
hours of doing this sinful act multiple times, from high to low, he realized again
and I was exhausted... he was still on top of me, kissing my face... I don't know
why I allowed this man to be so close to me... but I shouldn't right?
The phone rang and I was looking at Ernest answering it. he passed me the
phone saying, "Turner.."
I answered the ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
call, "dad..."