Beauty had her arms draped over her full breasts; unfortunately, that could only shield her pink nipples from her massive bosom.
With her other free hand, she covered the apex of her thighs, however he could see a tiny bit of freshly waxed and hairless skin.
Bruno secretly wished she hadn't covered that.
However, he never thought Beauty would be offering herself to him all of a sudden. He had texted his room number to her Incase she wanted to talk.
It is so unexpected!
Thrilling
Exciting
But yet something must be wrong.
Is she drunk? She looked very sober to him.
He had seen her like this three times, but it still felt like the first time. She definitely had the kind of body that does things to a man.
Bruno wanted to touch her more intimately without being scared of crossing her boundaries.
He was silently fighting the urge to take her down, trace his nose along her nape, inhale the sweet scent of her skin, and taste every inch of her.
"I would start from down with my tongue and work my way up like they do in those videos" he thought, gazing at her soft, big thighs.
He also noticed something new.
She had little sweet dots in many places-he counted eleven. He was paying that much attention to her body. Her abdomen and the folds were just perfect.
After a minute of awkward silence between them, Beauty finally spoke first, her eyes still on the floor.
"I see... I'm not attractive to you."
Bruno was confused.
What the hell is she talking about? He had a bulge hardened like a rock-all she had to do was look up a little bit and see how hard she had gotten him.
Beauty scoffed and continued.
"What man sees a naked woman offering herself and does nothing? Let's pretend this never happened. I'll leave."
She bent to pick up her bathrobe.
Bruno's reflexes were fast-he never knew he had such capability. He held her hand, stopping her. With his other hand, he rubbed the back of his neck.
"That's... that's not true. You are very attractive to me, you're very beautiful. I was just in a state of shock," Bruno replied.
Beauty froze as she felt a hard poke on her butt. They were a bit too close now-not just too close, but in a very awkward position.
Bruno was behind her round, soft ass. He felt a dark blush creep up his cheeks as he stared down at her behind, his hand itching to spank her and his bulge aching for deeper skin contact.
"Beauty..." he whispered huskily, hissing.
Beauty intentionally brushed her back against him, inviting penetration. However, Bruno was fighting his demons as hard as he could. She's just emotionally broken and vulnerable. She might regret this later.
"This is bad," he cursed inwardly as he failed to hold back. His shaft was painfully erect, and his mind was slowly being overtaken by desire.
He closed his eyes and bit his lower lip so tight that he tasted blood before forcing himself to step back, pulling away from her and creating distance.
Beauty straightened up, embarrassed. After an eternity of hesitation, she turned to him, but her eyes remained on the floor, which was probably a good thing for Bruno-he would have taken her if those eyes of hers met his.
A hot, deep kiss, and he would love to trace down and bury his face between those thighs.
"Why...?" Bruno asked.
He didn't know why he was asking.
Every inch of his starved, virgin body was itching for intimacy.
Beauty's eyes clouded with tears. She snapped angrily.
"I'm desperate, okay? I want to feel wanted, Bruno. If you want me to be happy, show me that you actually find me attractive, that I'm not a disgusting fat pig like everyone out there thinks! Then do something!"
Bruno was speechless. He hated to see her cry.
"Beauty, let's talk, okay?"
He said as softly as possible.
Beuaty took that reply negatively. She bit her lower lip softly and laughed sadly, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"There's a naked woman in front of you, and you'd rather talk? I thought you would want me, but I was wrong. Even with an erection, you can't see yourself making love to me."
Before Bruno could say or do anything to prove her wrong-
"Hello,pretty boy...I'm coming in".
A voice came from outside the door.
As soon as Bruno recognized Beyoncé's voice, his expression darkened.
"What the hell is she doing here? How did she get my room?"
He muttered beneath his breath.