WILL YOU MARRY ME WYN?

CHAPTER 1

He sat on the couch, his legs trembling as his gaze darted around, searching for any sign of her . Suddenly, she emerged from the stairs, blonde, curvy, and stunning. She wore a sleek white shorts that hugged her hips, clinging just below her cheekbones, and an explosive crop top.

"Where are you headed?" he stuttered weakly, his breath shaky, as he clasped his thighs together, attempting to compose himself.

"Is that supposed to be a question for me, Malvern?" She beamed, her tone more inquisitive than accusatory, as she took slow strides toward him.

He balled his sweaty palms, his eyes aching, head pounding, and he felt himself dripping with sweat.

"I thought you just dropped by to visit me. Why are you suddenly leaving?" He managed to ask, despite the lump forming in his throat,and his dim eyes.

She traced her fingers to his pants ,she brought out his already we erected dick, giving the cap a soft squeeze,and a soft kiss ,A sly grin curved her lips as a newfound happiness washed over her.

"You know, Malvern, I can tell you're wondering why you're reacting more intensely than usual... Well, that's because I slipped something into your drink!" She slammed, her eyes flashing with a sudden fierce intensity,as she got up from him .

Malvern raised his eyes, shocked by her reaction revelation.

"Why... why would you do that?" He asked, barely above a whisper.

A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she trailed her fingers down his chest, her touch sending shivers down his spine. Her fingers brushed against his erection, and he reacted instinctively.

"Oh, dear, I can see you're so surprised. Do you really want to know why I did that? Well, it's because you aren't loyal to me. You're with me, Malvern, yet you dare to flirt with other women."

He couldn't believe his ears.

"What's this all about? As far as I remember, we're just Fuck mates ... Why are you suddenly concerned about how I live my life?" He retorted.

Her eyes darkened with anger, and she stood up, patting his face slightly.

"You know what? I'll love to see you suffer tonight!" She smiled wickedly, storming out of the house.

“And don't bother to look for your drugs ,I took them with me !"She smiled, swiping the pack in the air .

"No... no... no, wait! You can't just leave me like this!" He whispered, his body screaming for release.

His body stirred, a wildfire spreading through his veins,as he felt his rod hardened , pleading to burst of his pants .

His heart pounded, breath quickened, and skin tingled. Every nerve pulsed with anticipation, senses heightened to unbearable levels. Rationality fled, replaced by primal hunger. His mind reeled, thoughts fragmenting into chaotic images. His body screamed for satisfaction, straining toward her like a magnet. Nothing else existed, only the urgent, throbbing present, consumed by a single imperative: to possess, to claim, to satiate the raging inferno within.

Sex was all his body craved.

•

She collapsed onto the expansive bed, stretching her muscles while fixing her gaze on the ceiling. The night was eerily calm, a silence she'd grown accustomed to since returning home from work each day. Her once vibrant home now felt deserted, shrouded in a dark aura.

Blinking slowly, she let her lengthy brown hair cascade onto the pillow. Retrieving her phone, she unlocked it with her fingerprint. The screen revealed a plethora of apps, but one caught her attention - a dating site.

"When did I install this?" she wondered aloud, her voice barely above a whisper.

Suddenly, memories flooded back. A colleague, who'd been pestering her to get a boyfriend, had borrowed her phone. "So this is what she's been up to," Wynter hissed, her disgust evident.

She decided to delete the app but was interrupted by a flurry of messages from the dating site. "Let's see what this is about," she whispered, curiosity piqued.

The messages were from a single individual.(BLACK BIRD).

"Hello, cutie... let's get to know each other."

Wynter rolled her eyes. "Guess this one can't contain himself, a typical horny men as usual ."

She typed out a response, her annoyance palpable. "What's your deal, exactly, dude?" She added an irritated sticker for emphasis.

Just as she was about to switch off her phone, a reply arrived. "My deal is you, baby... What's your name?" Wynter scoffed, incredulous.

A sly smile spread across her face. "My name's Wynter Bliss, and that's more reason you should back off, dude!"She replied.

Wynter Bliss, a 19-year-old with a petite, chubby build, had long brown hair that fell below her shoulders. Her blue eyes sparkled, and her lips had a distinctive black-purple hue. Her round face was a picture of innocence.

After her parents' tragic demise, Wynter inherited their house. Despite her relatives' offers to take her in, she chose to live alone, a decision only she understood.

The mysterious stranger's response arrived, making Wynter's eyes widen. "Actually, I love girls like you; they're the cutest." He accompanied his message with a smiling emoji.

Wynter's jaw dropped. "Girls like me? That means he's been with tons of ladies!" Her anger simmered as she typed out a reply.

"I'd advise you to stay away; some might be toxic!" she warned.

The stranger's response was instantaneous. "Actually, I don't care about that. How much do you charge per night, girlee?" Wynter's eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"What?! How much for a night?!" she exclaimed, sitting up in bed. "Who knew this was actually a horny guy?!"

A wicked grin spread across her face as she replied, "Why don't we discuss this over lunch tomorrow, sir?"

The overzealous stranger responded immediately. "Of course, baby! I'll text you the location right away."

Wynter's grip on her phone tightened as she received the location - an upscale restaurant in the city. Her expression darkened.

"Now I hate you more... How dare you flaunt your wealth?! If you hadn't tried to show off, things would've been easier. But now, I'll make your life a living hell!"

•

A high but slightly groan escapes Malvern lips ,as He struggles to keep his calm . But he couldn't,his temperature increases , burning deep within him ,he could feel his rod begging to bulge off his pants .

“No no...no not today..."He groaned, picking his phone up ,he realized he's already late ,he took his gaze outside the windshield of his car as he eyes darted around the restaurant.

“I doubt she's here already?"He croaked, whining the windshield back up ,as his dark tinted glass , shield him from the outside view.

He decided to choose the other way , the way he had always done it ,he couldn't retreat himself,he felt he might die ,if he didn't find a way .

He let his fingers trailed delicately across his dick ,sending shivers of anticipation down her spine. The car was filled with the heady scent of exotic incense, heightening her senses as she closed her eyes and let homself be consumed by desire.

With a soft moan, His fingers covered the cap ,as He let out a sigh of contentment as he touched himself, each caress igniting a fire within him that threatened to consume him entirely.

Slowly he began, forming his hands in a round shape, fitting his size perfectly,he slid his slimy watering fivky in and out as the rush of pleasure washed over him, causing his to arch his back in ecstasy. His breath came in shallow gasps as he quickened his pace, lost in the throes of passion.

Colors danced before his closed eyes, swirling and twisting in a hypnotic display of fantasy. Malvern felt herself slipping into a trance-like state, the boundaries between reality and imagination blurring together in a symphony of pleasure.

In that moment, Malvern was untethered from the rustling feeling inside of him .

And as he trembled with release, a sense of peace washed over him ,as his whitish sperm spill all over the steering of the car , leaving him breathless and satisfied.

He hissed in disgust,as he grab a tissue from the drawer,he rolled out some and used it to clean off his release,he used the rest to wipe off his dick , before he finally zip up his Pant .

“So where are we ?"He muttered, breathlessly,as he grab his phone.He opened the car door and head inside the restaurant.

He walked into the restaurant, his mind preoccupied with the blind date he was about to meet. Wynter, or whatever her name was, didn't really register on his radar. He had agreed to meet her only to satisfy his own desires, not expecting anything meaningful to come out of it.

“I wonder if she's already waiting for me ,I just hope it's a pretty one , can't fuck an old wack !"He twisted,as he adjust his shirt before opening the door to the glamorous restaurant.

“Nice to have you here sir ,did you book a seat or just a walk in sir "A waiteress welcomed him .

He cleared his throat.“Erm..i booked a seat , Actually it's Number 35..."

“Oh sir ... that's your seat , right behind you,your date is already waiting for you...."The waiteress replied, giving off her best smile.

“Date ?"He scoffs inwardly as he followed the waiteress eye ,and it landed on her .

Wynter sat with her back straight, her long brown hair cascading down like a waterfall. Her bright blue eyes sparkled as she sipped her drink, oblivious to his gaze. Time stood still as he drank in the sight of her.

His feet seemed to move of their own accord, drawing him closer to the enchanting stranger. The waiter's voice faded into the background as he approached Wynter's table. His heart pounded in his chest, and his palms grew sweaty. He felt an overwhelming urge to claim her, to make her his.

Without thinking, he reached out and grasped her hand, his fingers wrapping around hers firmly, possessively. Wynter's eyes widened in surprise, but he couldn't help himself. He felt an inexplicable connection, a spark that ignited a fire within him.

"WILL YOU MARRY ME, WYN?" he asked, his voice low and husky.