Help! My One-Night Stand Is Examining Me?!

Chapter 90: Chapter 90 Another portion

Alana shook her head, her face flushed, unwilling to answer.

Stephan smirked. She was acting shy again after sex. He must force the answer out of her.

“If you don’t answer me, I’m going to fuck you again.” He threatened, rubbing his dick against her.

His eyes widened, realizing he was hard again.

She was really tired and needed to rest now.

Alana couldn’t take it anymore. With a hint of tears in her voice, she replied softly.

“Yes, it felt good...really good...”

He knew she enjoyed him. The way she moaned, the way she responded to them, the look on her face when he was inside her.

Thinking about that, Stephan got more aroused.

He kept kissing her, trying to suppress his overwhelming excitement.

“Baby, be a good girl. Call me ‘husband’...”

Alana’s eyes were glistening with tears, and upon hearing this, she glared at him with wide, round eyes.

“Are you going to say it?”

“No, I won’t, you’re not my husband...”

“Then, I’m going to...”

“Fine, fine, husband.” She quickly let out before he would threaten her with something else.

“Hmm? Say it again? Are you going to say it?”

“Hus... husband...”

Alana was forced to give in, and her soft, helpless whisper of “husband” sent the man’s adrenaline skyrocketing.

After that, he forced her to call him “husband” over and over again.

And some overly suggestive sweet nothings.

Alana couldn’t help but sighed.

She never imagined a man could be so naughty in bed.

Well, she hadn’t been with a man in this manner before.

He pulled out all sorts of tricks, and the threats kept changing.

Feeling him still rubbing himself against her, she let out.

“Enough already...Didn’t we agree it would only be once? We’ve done it two times.”

Stephan raised his hand, gently cupping her flushed cheeks, then leaned down to kiss her red lips, his eyes burning with intense desire.

“Didn’t I tell you that a man’s words are lies, utterly untrustworthy? Just twice? How could that be enough?!”

Alana’s eyes welled up with tears as she looked at him helplessly. “Th-then, how many times do you want...?”

The man continued to kiss her, his response a kiss. “We’ll talk about it after we run out of condoms.”

Wh...what?

Her beautiful eyes widened in utter shock.

No way!

There must be at least up to like 10 condoms that he brought.

Ah!

She couldn’t do it!

There was no way she could handle this!

But before she could even process her shock, the man forcefully robbed her of all her senses and her breath.

He slid my cock in and out rapidly as she wondered why was she enjoying this again.

It felt so good. Alana gasped for breath beneath him. For a minute she seemed lost, but surprisingly, she started to move with him.

Her body began moving in rhythm with his own. She moved lithely beneath him. His pussy sucking in his cock over and over again.

She was moaning and panting hungrily in his ear.

“Oh yes," she whimpered. "Ahh...ahh.”

Stephan chuckled, darkly.

Didn’t she just say two times was enough.

This woman.

He groaned out in deep pleasure. The sensation of being inside her was unbelievable. Her pussy seemed hotter and tighter than before. Her movement seemed more fluid and perfect

Within a matter of seconds she was screaming out her orgasm, and that was all it took to push him over the edge. For the third time that night, he came heavily with her pussy clenching around him.

But he still didn’t have his fill.

Seeing the look on his eyes, Alana instantly knew she might not get any sleep tonight.

But she didn’t expect that this time, he had become even more insatiable.

Not only did he go at it for the entire day and night, but for the rest of the weekend!

She didn’t have a chance to step outside the apartment. All she did was eat, get fucked and sleep a little. Even waking up with his cock sliding in and out of her body.

And as if on purpose, every corner of the small apartment bore traces of their wild passion.

The living room, the kitchen, the bedroom, the bathroom.

Even when he ran out of condoms, he still didn’t stop. He assured her that he wouldn’t come inside of her but she felt him come inside of her a few times.

Luckily, she had some emergency birth controls.

Damn this man!

Once he finally promised her that a certain round was the last, she was beyond exhausted.

She didn’t even want to move a muscle.

Even though she hadn’t been the one exerting herself that much, she felt completely drained, as if every ounce of energy had been squeezed out of her.

The room was a complete mess.

Stephan quickly tidied up, tossing what needed to be thrown away into the trash and changing the sheets and bedding.

Then he picked her up, carried her to the bathroom, and gave her a quick wash.

After they finished, he carried her back to bed and lay down with her.

Stephan pulled the covers up over both of them, leaned down to kiss her, and asked,

“Are you satisfied?”

His hoarse voice carried a lazy, satisfied tone, magnetic and pleasing to the ear.

Alana closed her eyes; exhausted as she was, she didn’t even feel like responding.

Stephan chuckled.

He greatly hoped he had succeeded in taking over her body and soul.

When he repeatedly taken her any chance he got, he had done so in hopes that her body was always crave his. Only his.

Then she would break up with her boyfriend, who was away on a business trip, once and for all, cutting all ties.

And want to be only in his arms.

But what he didn’t know was what Alana was actually thinking.

She found him terrifying.

Sure, the sex was great!

But he was an animal!

An insatiable animal and she really couldn’t handle him.

Was this how it was going to be all the time?

She almost died beneath him.

He’s taken her so many times now, surely he must be satisfied by now?

Satisfied...so he probably won’t... bother her anymore.

She should be able to live a peaceful, quiet life from now on, shouldn’t she?

Alana fantasized that the man would leave her alone, she closed her eyes, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Each lost in their own thoughts, they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

It felt peaceful and warm to sleep together.

*********

Alana didn’t know how long she had slept.

She was awakened by hunger.

When she woke up, it was still dark outside.

How long was she asleep?

No wonder she was so hungry.

Alana rubbed her aching, stiff legs before slowly climbing out of bed.

She slipped on her pink slippers and walked step by step toward the door.

As she opened the door, she suddenly caught the scent of cooking.

It was coming from the kitchen. She paused for a moment, unable to resist walking over.

Suddenly, a tall figure emerged from the kitchen, carrying a plate of steaming vegetables.

He was wearing her pink apron.

Seeing her standing there, Stephan raised an eyebrow slightly. “You’re awake?”

“I just made us some food. Come have some.”

Alana stared at him in disbelief. “You... can cook?”

Seeing the look of disbelief on the girl’s face, Stephan gave a faint snort. “Underestimating me?”

It wasn’t that he couldn’t cook; he just couldn’t be bothered.

Besides, he was busy with company affairs and social engagements every day, he simply didn’t have the time to cook.

Rather than wasting time and energy on cooking, it would be more cost-effective to hire a cook, However, it was late at night, he had woken up hungry and thinking she might be too, he had to go do something as there was no cook here, and he wasn’t in the habit of ordering takeout, so he had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and whip up a few simple dishes himself.

He saw eggs, tomatoes, beef, chili peppers, and a bunch of greens in the fridge.

So he made scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried beef with chili peppers, and stir-fried mixed vegetables.

Just three simple dishes.

He looked at her and said, “It’s been so long since I’ve cooked. If it doesn’t taste good, just don’t complain.”

Alana bit her lip, thinking to herself that she was so hungry she could eat a whole cow.

Whether it tasted good or not didn’t matter, as long as it filled her stomach.

She asked, “Is the rice ready? I’ll go serve it.”

“No need.”

Stephan set the dishes on the coffee table, then walked over to her and, just like that, picked her up.

Caught off guard, Alana let out a startled gasp and instinctively wrapped her arms around his slender neck.

She lifted her flustered gaze and met the man’s eyes.

Deep, dark, and tinged with a hint of amusement.

Alana’s cheeks flushed, and she quickly looked away. Stephan gazed at the girl’s flushed face and couldn’t resist teasing her. Holding her close, he suddenly gave her a firm jolt.

Alana’s body jolted violently. Her face flushed, and she couldn’t help but scold him, “You...”

“Put me down. I can walk on my own...”

Stephan curved his lips. “I’ll hold you for a little while longer. I’ll put you down later.”

Her body was so delicate and soft, it felt wonderful to hold her.

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her rosy cheek.

Alana blushed even more deeply and found it even harder to look at him.

In high spirits, Stephan lifted his long legs and carried her all the way to the sofa, where they sat down.

After setting her down, he reached out and ruffled her soft hair. “Sit tight. I’ll go get you some food.”

Alana’s body felt limp and weak; she truly had no strength left, so she simply let the man do as he pleased.

Stephan turned and went into the kitchen, returning shortly with two bowls of rice.

He pushed one bowl of rice toward Alana and placed a pair of chopsticks beside it.

“Eat up.”

Alana spoke up, “Thank you.”

But Stephan didn’t particularly like it when she kept saying “thank you” to him.

Polite words are usually reserved for strangers. They were both far from just acquaintances now.

He said casually, “Rather than ‘thank you,’ I’d prefer a kiss from you.”

Alana had just picked up her spoon when she heard this, and her fingers trembled slightly.

She lowered her gaze, biting her lip, unsure of what to say.

Stephan watched the girl’s silent expression and didn’t press her. Instead, he picked up his fork and spoon and served her some meat and greens.

“You’re so thin. Eat a little more.”

Alana’s lips moved slightly, her voice soft. “I can serve myself.”

She wasn’t used to him being so considerate. Or perhaps she wasn’t used to someone suddenly barging into her life with such force, offering her warmth.

Her parents divorced when she was five, cruelly abandoning her and leaving her in her grandmother’s care.

Apart from the time she spent with her grandmother, she had always been a loner.

She was used to taking care of herself and didn’t need to rely on anyone.

Stephan fixed his gaze intently on her and said casually, “If I serve you food, just eat it. It’s not like everyone gets to enjoy my one-on-one service.”

Alana eyed him.

She fell silent, picked up her spoon, and began eating the food in her bowl in silence.

To be honest, the food this man cooked was actually quite flavorful.

Stephan couldn’t help but watch her reaction as she ate. “Is it good?”

Alana nodded, offering a straightforward assessment, “Hmm, it’s okay.”

“Then have some more.”

The man’s lips curved slightly upward as he served her another portion.