The Basement Door

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As soon as they arrived home she went directly to her bedroom. She was about to break down and she didn't want Laurie to see it happen!

She helped her a lot even though they just met on an island and she shared her dream of writing during those nights when both of them were drunk on the beach, stargazing, or just listening to the ocean breathe in the middle of the night.

Laurie became a friend.

She never expected that shit would get too complicated. She didn't expect to fall for an asshole.

She stripped all the clothes she was wearing and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. She doesn't have the energy to sit down in the bathtub tonight. She just wanted her bed.

She was pissed off and she has no one or nothing to release her anger. She can't tell Laurie her problem for how can she tell her that she was fucking Hideaki!

And when she said, fucking - it was not an expression but literally.

In her defense, she didn't know that Hideaki and Laurie had a thing in the past. Though it was more of Hideaki having a thing for Laurie in the past and from what happened today, he seemed like he wasn't still over with whatever thing they have in the past.

Not to mention that there was that girl who was wearing Hideaki's college hoodie.

She wanted to scream! She wanted to curse. Yet, she couldn't.

She couldn't blame Hideaki for sleeping with that Yamaguchi girl. She couldn't blame Laurie that Hideaki couldn't get over her.

She and Hideaki were not in a relationship. They just slept together. And that was it. Since she found out that she wasn't the only girl he slept with, the more that whatever happened to them once has no meaning at all.

It doesn't matter if she likes him because he is in love with another girl.

That's why she couldn't understand why he kept on sending him a message and calling her.

She glanced at her phone on her bedside table and saw Hideaki's name on the phone screen. She picked up his call because it seemed like he would not stop calling until he talked to her.

"Belle, why won't you answer my call?"

"Why would I answer it, is a better question."

"I can explain everything, please, Belle."

Belle sighed heavily. She doesn't want to listen to his explanation, but if he begged like he is right now, she couldn't help but say yes.

"I'm here at the recording studio," he said when Bella didn't say anything at the end of the line.

"I thought you already went home --"

"How can I go home when I know I have to explain lots of things to you."

"Andrei and Laurie were downstairs...I don't think, I- we should talk…"

"Belle, I won't go home until I talk to you, so please, huh?"

"Okay." she reluctantly agreed. "Give me some minutes."

"I'll wait no matter how long."

She looked at the phone in her hand and sighed. She knew she was being stupid. Yet, she opened her cabinet and put on a thin cotton summer dress.

She easily slipped the dress over her head and it fell smoothly over her body. The dress just reached her mid-thigh.

She grabbed an oversized flannel shirt and used it as a coat to cover the dress that she was wearing.

The flannel shirt reached her knees, the mini-summer dress was totally covered. She grabbed a scrunchie on her vanity table and put her hair on a high bun on top of her head.

When she was satisfied with her looks, she slowly walked to the top of the stairs to check what Andrei and Laurie were doing.

Her heart thumped on her chest when she didn't hear anything from downstairs. She slowly descended the stairs, one step at a time.

When she was in the middle of the stairs, she heard some faint voices from the garden. She realized that the reason why it was very quiet downstairs was that Andrei and Laurie were drinking in the garden.

Knowing that the two couldn't see her go down the basement, her footsteps quickened. She almost shouted when she pushed the door to the basement and a pair of strong arms pulled her and slammed her on the wall.

Before she could voice out her complaint, Hideaki's mouth crushed hers. Her body automatically moved on its own.

Her arms clinging to his neck and her fingers raking his hair, whilst she returned his demanding kisses.

His mouth was pressed tightly on her mouth whilst his hands traveled her body. One of his hands reached her ass and grabbed them not so gently. She gasped!

He grabbed her waist and turned her around, he nudged her legs before he pushed the hem of the flannel shirt she was wearing to pull down her flimsy underwear.

He ground his hard manhood on her butt cheeks and she ground back her ass to his hard cock, pressing in between the crack of her ass.

In response, his hand slid in the space between her legs and touched the throbbing flesh. She moaned when his fingers traced the slit of her wet pussy.

Her cheek was pressed tightly on the closed door, she didn't know what to do with her hands. She raised them above her shoulder to touch his hair but he grabbed her wrist and held her arms above her head, as he removed his fingers inside her hot core and replaced it with his hard shaft.

His assault was hurried and strong. Bella whimpered when he pushed his cock all the way in, and then quickly pulled out just to ram it all back inside her dripping pussy.

"Fuck, Belle. You are so slick and so hot, and so fucking good!" he said, panting.

He grabbed her waist and pushed his cock harder and faster that Bella groaned loudly, forgetting the fact that they were on the door, leading to the basement, and anytime they could get caught if someone decided to get some more wine down the liquor cabinet.