Page 22 of Thalia De Luca

Then one hundred.

Thalia Fucking De Luca.

Once I get to my house, I see Alina’s car parked outside my house with her inside. But as I pull into my garage, right where all of my other cars are I see her get out.

She is wearing a skimpy-ass outfit. A white corset top making her boobs pop out and then tiny little blue shorts that show most of her ass. Let's not forget about the fucking red heels either because if Alina doesn't wear red heels is she even Alina?

I get out of my car and slam the door. I close the garage doors and walk towards Alina.

"Hey, baby," she says, trying to sound flirty but it was just fucking annoying.

Alina is a good fuck but not good company. She has amazing boobs and a decent ass, but her personality is just fucking annoying. Her voice makes me want to scream and not in a good way. She doesn't moan like a normal person either, it always has to be dramatic.

I met her in my last year of high school. She had a good body and was willing to give herself to me, so I took advantage of that. Wish I would have known if she was going to be fucking clingy or not.

"Shut the fuck up," I mutter as I walk past her and go inside the house. "You are here for one thing and one thing only."

Alina follows me all the way up to my room and once we get inside, she takes off her top while I take off my shirt.

Alina stands in front of me with her tits out and her eyes wide as she watches me. I raise my eyebrow at her and she just gets on her knees in front of me and starts undoing my belt. Once my cock is out, she starts stroking before putting her lips on the tip.

She starts teasing the fuck out of my tip making me more annoyed.

I sigh and grab her head, forcing her to take all of me in her mouth. She starts going up and down as I wrap my hand into her hair and start to thrust in her.

All I see is Thalia and her fucking see-through tank top where I saw her nipples poking through. Then her gorgeous full lips that I always imagine wrapping around me.

I move back and forth repeatedly until I spill my cum inside her mouth.

"Fuck," I sigh. I pull out of her mouth and then walk away from her. "Leave. I don't ever want to see you again," I state coldly.

"But-"

I turn to look at her. "Do I have to repeat myself?"

Alina then stands up and picks up her clothes before leaving the room.

Fuck you, Thalia De Luca.

Eleven

"Mom!" I yell as I run down the stairs.

"In the living room!" I hear her yell back.

Once I get to the last step I go to where the living room is, and I see my mom and dad both sitting on the couch with a blanket over their legs and her cuddled up to my dad's chest.

Both of their heads turn to look at me and I see my father furrow his eyebrows as he looks at my clothing. "Where are you going?"

"Out with some friends. Just wanted to let you guys know that I was heading out."

It’s been a few days since the meeting we had. Things have been tense but when has it ever not been tense in this house?

"You're not going anywhere, especially dressed like that," my dad says, making me look down at my outfit.

I am wearing a skin-tight black dress with diamond spaghetti straps. The dress ends at my mid-thighs, and I am also wearing black strappy heels.

"What's wrong with what I am wearing?" I ask looking between my mom and dad.

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