The Heart System

Chapter 789: Chapter 789

I pulled out immediately. Carrie scrambled for her dress while I shoved my cock back into my pants and zipped up as fast as I could. She yanked the black dress up over her body, smoothed it down with quick, shaky hands, and dropped into the chair beside Nala’s desk, trying to look composed. I unlocked the door and pulled it open.

Carrie’s driver stood there, looking mildly concerned.

"I saw the glass frost over," he said. "Just wanted to make sure Ms. Beldenwary was..."

Before he could finish, Nala appeared behind him, stepping into the doorway.

"What’s going on?" she asked, eyes narrowing slightly as she looked between us. "And why is Ms. Beldenwary here?"

I stepped aside, already moving toward the exit. "Well, you should talk to her yourself. I gotta bounce, need to check on Mel. Hope you two get along."

As I passed Nala, she caught my arm and lowered her voice. "With Carrie? She tried to kidnap Kim!"

"I know," I whispered back. "But think of this as a redemption arc. She’s sorry for that. And right now, she’s here because of you. Because of this company."

Nala’s eyes widened a fraction. "What?"

I just gave her a small smile and kept walking. "Byee."

I closed the door behind me.

Well... now that was done. I had to make sure Mel was okay.

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"You cheat," I muttered, putting the controller down on the couch.

"This is a split-screen game, Uncle E. How would I cheat?" Mel smirked. "You just lost your touch."

"Eh, maybe."

"Not maybe. You did."

I leaned back and watched as Mel turned off the TV. She grabbed her phone from the coffee table and started scrolling through it. It had been nearly an hour since I left Nala and Carrie alone in that office, and I was starting to wonder whether they had managed to come to an agreement about Project Phoenix.

"How’s Tuck?" I asked, looking over at her.

She turned off her phone and shrugged. "Good. Stubborn, though."

"Oh, yeah. He is one stubborn bastard."

"Yeppers."

A knock came from the front door.

Mel immediately got up, but I reached out and grabbed her arm before she could take another step. She stopped and looked back at me, confused. I raised my index finger to my lips and gestured for her to stay quiet.

Knowing the kind of people Tuck knew, I wasn’t about to let Mel casually open the door without knowing who was on the other side.

I walked over and looked through the peephole.

A woman was standing outside. I stared at her for a second before I recognized her.

Hannah. The same woman who had crashed into my car twice. What the hell was she doing here? I unlocked the door and opened it halfway. She looked surprised seeing me.

"Hello?"

"Oh." Hannah adjusted her glasses and looked at the apartment number. "Sorry. Wrong house."

"Your name is Hannah, right?" I asked.

She looked back at me. "Yes."

"You crashed into my car."

"I know, and I’m still sorry about that." She gave me an apologetic smile. "I’m more than willing to pay for the damages."

"It’s fine. We already sorted it out."

"Still, I feel bad about it."

I studied her for a moment. Her expression was calm, but there was something about the way she looked at me that made me wonder if there was more to this visit.

"You live around here?" I asked.

"No. I’m just visiting a friend."

"Oh, right. Well, see you around."

"Sure."

I closed the door and turned back toward the living room.

Mel was standing there, rubbing the back of her head with a slightly confused expression. She looked at me, then toward the door, before shrugging and picking up her phone again.

I wasn’t entirely convinced Hannah had simply come to visit a friend. There was something about her that didn’t sit right with me. Her eyes were cold and calculating, and she seemed far too composed for someone who had accidentally crashed into my car twice.

Maybe she really was just visiting someone. Or maybe she knew Tuck. Either way, I’d ask him about her when he got home. For now, I had other things to deal with.

"I gotta go," I said, reaching for the door. "You’ll be okay by yourself?"

Mel nodded. "Yep. I missed not going to school, Uncle Evan. Tuck gave me three days off."

"Good for you." I smiled as I opened the door. "Take care of yourself, Mel."

"Bye!"

I stepped into the hallway and closed the door behind me.

At least Mel was safe and doing okay. After everything that had happened, seeing her sitting on the couch playing games like nothing was wrong was a relief.

I started walking toward the elevator, rubbing the back of my neck as the exhaustion finally caught up with me.

"I should see Esme now," I muttered. "Man, am I tired."

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Well well. So yeah... one thing led to another, and I was now buried balls-deep in Esme’s pussy.

I held her head down against the mattress, keeping her pressed into the bed. She groaned into the pillow, gripping it tightly with both hands. She was face-down under me, her soft tits mashed against the blanket as I fucked her hard from behind. The sheets were already soaked, she’d been gushing like crazy the entire time. Guess she really had been pent up.

"Fuck," I moaned, slamming into her. "That’s right. Arch that back. Show me what you can do."

"Evan... Evan, I’m going to..."

"Cum?" I finished for her, voice rough. "Do it. Such a good fucking girl."

"Ugh... Eva... NNNNGH!"

She came hard, squirting again, wetting my thighs and soaking the bed even more. I slowed my thrusts, then pushed all the way to the hilt one last time before pulling out. My cock throbbed in the air, shiny with her juices. I slapped it against her soft asscheeks a couple of times, smearing precum and her wetness across her skin.

I moved up toward the headboard and leaned back against it. Esme crawled after me, climbing into my lap. I kissed her deeply while my hands slid down and squeezed her thick ass. Then I leaned lower and licked one of her nipples, sucking it into my mouth.

"Such fat tits," I murmured with a smile. "I love them."

"My... tits?" she asked, glancing down self-consciously. "I’m kinda fat."

"Fat? You mean fat in the right places," I said, resting my head back against the headboard. "You have the perfect body, Esme. Look at you."

"Mm. I don’t know..." She exhaled softly. "I wish I had Vessa’s body."

"I’ve seen her," I shrugged. "And I’d choose yours all day."

"Mm."

"Your pussy," I continued, slipping one finger down and pressing it against her tight asshole. She shivered when I pushed the tip inside. "Is the tightest, Esme. I fucking love every inch of you."

"Mm..." She gave me a weak little smile.

"And the fact that you gave me your first time..." My cock twitched hard between us. "I love that."

I pushed my finger deeper into her ass. Esme moaned, her body tensing for a second before melting against me.

"Now come here," I said, voice low. "I’ll fuck that ass... and you’re going to take it like a good girl."

She nodded shyly, a small smile still on her lips.

I leaned forward and guided her onto her back. After nearly getting caught with Carrie in Nala’s office earlier, I was still blue-balled and wound tight. I couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Keep your legs up."

Esme hooked her hands under her knees and pulled her legs back, exposing herself completely to me, soft thighs, wet pussy, and that tight little pink asshole.

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