Red Flags Chapter 61

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“Levi Xhen Banks!” She cried out.

The first stroke after that almost made her pass out. The pain seared through her like wildfire when he’s all the way in.

She could feel him so deep inside her, and it’s kind of scary that he has the ability to reach such a secret place that she didn’t realize existed.

The second thrust left her panting with her lips parted wide…

“Ouch!!” Came her cry again, but this time, the pain subsided, and she could feel the firsthand pleasure, dripping like pure honey.

Fred’s face is gone from her head, and all she’s seeing is the face of the hot guy above her, fuçking her like his property.

His own.

His girl.

She ran her nails on his back again, and she surely wounded him, but he doesn’t even feel it as he hit her g-spot hard.

“Xhen ohh!” She moaned softly, a zap of pleasure pooling between them, and it’s wet.

She’s not sure weather it’s blood or arousal, but the feeling is the same.

Her sweaty legs slipped from his hips, but he placed them back, cupping her breasts before tearing into her again.

Her nails sank into his chest, and she started hyperventilating cos he grabbed her by her nape and slowed down.

“Breathe, little fox. Don’t faint on me” he whispered.

She used his eyes as anchor, focusing on inhaling and exhaling.

“That’s it, good girl”

She has no idea if it’s the way he’s holding her, touching her, fuçking her, or maybe it’s the way his eyes are trapped on hers, but she came..

She came so hard that white dots formed behind her lids, and her body caved into his own.

Levi kept driving harder and harder, like he’s elongating her orgasm.

He pulled out, so she thought he was done, but he flipped her on her stomach and grabbed her hips so her arse is in the air.

“Do you know I have a perfect view of your dripping cûnt from this position? You’re so wet, little fox, and it’s staining the mattress” he said in a droopy voice, and her cheeks heat.

The position made her head hazy, but she didn’t have time to think about it when he slapped her left @ss cheek and slammed back into her.

Oh. Gawd!

It’s like being on a rollercoaster, and why the hell is she so turned on by getting slapped on the @ss??

His pace turned animalistic, as if he was only preparing her earlier.

His thrusts turned harder, wilder, and more out of control.

Her body shook on the mattress, and her head spun as her moans got broken by his maddening rhythm.

Still, she still craves more like a sèx-starved female, and of course, she’s starving.

“More…Xhen… please more” she moaned in a chopped-off tone.

He did just that, and the mattress creaked under the intensity.

He wrapped her hair in a fist and pulled her back by it till his lips met her ear.

“My cock loves your tight little pu$$y. Do you feel how good you’re strangling it?” He whispered in her ear, licking it afterwards.

His words pushed her into a literal chokehold, and he hit a spot which made her see stars, doing it over and over till she’s moaning again.

His grunts echoed with her moans, creating a dark symphony, then he pulled out, slapped her @ss again and released his cum all-over it.

It stings against her hot arse, and by the time he released her hair, she collapsed on the mattress.

He picked her up almost immediately, laying down instead so he brought her body on top of his own.

Her hot breaths met with his minty one, and when their eyes met, she smiled, and he kissed her gently…

Affectionately…

Passionately.

She felt everything she needed in the intimacy, and her smile stemmed when he broke it.

“Thank you” she said.

Levi frowned, his brows knitting.

“Why would you thank me?”

“Never thought I’d enjoy sèx all my life, but here I am, wanting more” she replied shyly, and he smirked proudly.

“Will you be able to handle it?” He asked, caressing her face.

“Maybe if we rest a little bit” she replied, then she reached her hand under, taking his dîck in her palm.

He grunted, but he didn’t stop her…

“Since when did you have my tattooed on it?” She asked.

“Long ago” he replied.

“So… It’s for me alone?” She asked slowly.

“Only you” he replied, and she blushed before letting it go.

He kissed her again, but the ringing of his phone made him break it.

He took the phone and frowned a bit when he saw it’s Hyce.

He picked immediately.

“Yes?”

“Come to Circus area, ASAP!” Hyce said urgently said hung up.

“Are you leaving? But I thought we’d be spending the night together again… Don’t go” Emory hugged him with a pout.

“It’s pretty bad and urgent, Noah.” he said.

“How bad?” She probed.

“You don’t have to know, I’ll handle everything, just wait for me” he replied.

“No. I’ll go home” she replied getting down from the bed.

She entered the bathroom like she’s pissed. She had a quick bath and dressed up in his clothes again, then they both left the Loft on his bike.

She didn’t try to say a word to him throughout the drive, and he returned the energy.

She came down from the bike and waltzed into the house.

Levi retrieved his phone and texted her immediately.

Levi: You look fuçking cute when you’re mad at me. Keep it up, brat.

He smiled after sending, then he pocketed the phone and drove away.

Emory immediately came out of the house again, grunting silently as she stared at the message.

“I hate him” she muttered.

“No you don’t” Sybil whispered behind her, and she jumped.

“You scared me!”

“Did you guys end the date with a fight?” Sybil said and sniffed the air.

“Smells like sèx… Did you shag?” She asked suspiciously, and Emory’s cheeks reddened.

Sybil gasped.

“Oh my gawd! My cousin did it!”

Emory quickly rushed in.

“Gist me Emmy! Emmy!!!” Sybil ran after her as Emory rushed over the stairs.

Mr. Carson had to catch up with last night’s work at the office so he’s still not back, but Tate is around.

She’s in her room, deep in thoughts on her bed when her phone rang.

Her heart jumped, and she grabbed it. It’s the number.

She got down from the bed, pacing around as she swiped green.

“Hey sweetheart” Fred’s voice came, and her body stiffened fearfully.

“What exactly do you want from me?” She breathed.

“I think I already told you… Let’s fûck again” Fred replied with a laugh.

“That’ll be over my dead body, Fred. I’m not making the same mistake again!” She folded her second hand nervously.

“Are you scared? Don’t worry, we both know I’m infertile so no matter how much I cûm inside you, you won’t get pregnant” Fred laughed.

“You wild animal!!!” Tate screamed, wiping the tear in her eyes.

Fred laughed out, the sound chilly.

“Await my comeback, Tate. I can’t wait to see your husband cry!” Fred threatened and hung up.

Tate sat gently in bed, trying to calm her breaths as they came fast with her heartbeats.

The door opened, and Mr. Carson came in, just returning from work.

“Are you ok? Tate” he asked immediately, and she stood, walking fast to him.

She hugged him, and he reciprocated.

“Are you ok?” He asked again.

“Yeah… I just missed you” she replied, and he smiled, tightening the hug.

*

SAME STREET, FRED’S PLACE*

The house is opposite Carson’s mansion, and there are over fifty tenants in the four storey building, but Fred is in the uppermost floor.

He’s standing by his glass wall right now, holding a glass of whiskey as he stared at Carson’s mansion.

The ice in his cup was clanking with the glass as he swirled the drink, his mind going back in time.

YEARS AGO*

Fred Carson and Adrian Carson (Emory’s dad) are the eldest heirs of the genius Carson family.

No jokes, everyone in the family is a genius, but it’s like the genius genes eluded Adrian.

Adrian is not as smart as Fred, and that’s why the family company (Carson enterprises) was passed down to Fred despite the fact that Adrian is older.

Fred ran the company accordingly, but the money management failed cos he’s a manwhore who spends everything on females.

Adrian hates him for this, but he kept his cool till Fred got a hospital report one day.

Fred didn’t believe, so he went for the test again, but it’s still the same.

He’s infertile, meaning his sperm can’t fertilize a woman’s egg.

He won’t be able to make a family, he won’t have his own child.

Immediately he got the news, his brother Adrian was the first person he ran to.

At that period, Adrian was just preparing to marry Tate.

Fred got to Adrian’s doorstep and was about to open up when he heard a conversation ongoing inside.

It’s Adrian, talking to the hospital doctor on phone.

“It’s his luck, doctor. I talked to him a lotta times but he took my words for trash. I’m even glad it came to this” Adrian said, and Fred gritted his jaws.

“Yeah… I don’t care if he can produce kids or not. Fred’s life is different from mine. I have to tell this to father as soon as possible. An infertile boy can’t continue leading the company astray. I’m taking over”

Fred left the door after he heard that last statement, anger and fury boiling inside him like lava.

His infertility is not a bother to Adrian? All he’s concerned about is the company?

Oh Adrian…you shouldn’t have.

PRESENT TIME*

Fred smiled at his own remembrance, drinking from his cup.

Sleeping with Tate is not to hurt her, it was meant to hurt Adrian.

Raping Emory is to hurt Adrian too, and he can’t wait to watch him die.

He dropped his cup and left the room to the other room here Rain is chatting with Omar and Romeo.

He stood by the door, watching Rain somehow.

“Prof. Hayden” Omar saw him first, and he smiled before moving closer.

“Prof. Hayden? C’mon we’re not in school” Romeo laughed.

“Emory went on a date with Banks today” Rain said with a sigh, chewing gum.

“It’s almost time, employ your patience. We all will get what we want in two days” Fred said.

*

TO Be Continued