New Life in Rianate 2 - Sex Stories

New Life in Rianate 2

... said. “You don’t like her? Why?” “Because she started off as some dumb idiot on a kids show and now she’s dry humping everything and talking about having sex anywhere you want.” “Really? That’s your reason? I mean, at least she’s cute.” “Sure but, no,” I chuckled. Dallas had his hand on my knee while I laid back against his chest with my legs tucked to the side. He slid his hand higher up and I tried to push him off. “Babe, don’t,” I said. Oh shit, I just called him babe... er… “No. I get to touch,” Dallas replied. He moved his hand under the hem of the shirt and I sighed at the way he caressed my smooth skin. Dallas nudged me, I got the hint he wanted me to spread my legs. I spread my legs a bit wider then he rested his hand on my pussy. Dallas turned his head and gave me a soft kiss. I closed my legs again so his hand was trapped in between my thighs and rubbing me in small circles. “Baby, you wanna watch a movie?” Dallas asked. “Sure.” Did he just call me baby? Because if so, awh damn! Dallas put in The Purge Anarchy, something I didn’t get the chance to see yet. We cuddled up on the couch and got to watching. ==== I woke up in Dallas’s bed, but no Dallas. The sun was shining through the big window and I sat up about ¾ to get a quick look around. I crawled out of the bed then reached out for the door but stopped myself. There were voices. To be more precise, Dallas and, another woman. Oh god, that’s Lena! I pushed my ear against the door then listened. “No, Lena, I ...

... haven’t. Why would I do something like that?” Dallas said. There was a short pause before she replied, “One of your arrows was stuck in his back. Are you sure you didn’t hunt him?” Lena coldly replied. What? What was she accusing him of? “I’m positive. I only use them with Govea’s permission.” I could hear how confident Dallas sounded about this. “Okay. But, for now, I’ll need your bow.” “Wait—what? No, Lena if I didn’t do it—” “This isn’t up for discussion. I’ll also need bolts.” “Wait, wait, Lena! I didn’t do anything!” Dallas had a hint of desperation behind his voice. I could see why, his bows were his number one and Dallas hated to have one gone or messed with. I could hear Lena’s footsteps approaching his bow room. Is she serious? Seriously taking one of his bows when Dallas did nothing? She really was in a bitchy, crusty, old person mood. The room was right across from the bedroom so I quickly pulled back when I heard Lena exit. Shit! I hit my hip on the knob and let out a little squeak. Everything stopped moving. “Dallas? Who’s in there?” Lena asked. “No one. Harley’s probably getting back from the—” “Silence.” I quickly (but quietly) ran into the closet and closed the door just enough for nothing to be audible and still be able to see. Lena burst into the room and scanned the place. Her eyes went over to the chair. SHIT! I had my clothes balled up right there. “Who’s things?” Lena asked with a disgusting tone. “Uh, the Twins had a party and, a girl left her stuff,” Dallas ...