Ch 17: Cut off the chase

Caspar's POV

[ Extreme disturbing violence]

" Young man, you look rich," the woman clinging onto me whispered, while her big breasts pressed on my firm chest. Her hands moved under my tux, undoing my shirt's upper buttons.

While her other hand gently caressed my face, she was a tall, busty woman reaching up to my face. The smell of alcohol coming from her mouth intoxicated my sense of understanding. My feets stumbled backwards, making me stuck back against the wall.

I fluttered my eyelashes in disbelief, the woman standing in front of me appears to be Ishabella. I couldn't help but slowly murmur," Ishabella, what are you doing here?"

"... with you," she whimpers and slides her hand under my shirt. Her nails trailing on my hard chest, I could feel my melting down in pleasure.

She then starts planting wet kisses under my neck, licking my earlobes and nibbling it softly. I grabbed her hand , pausing her so that I could see her face clearly. Fuck, Fuck, the same face of Ishabella was