Chapter 2

Alicia's POV   Oh yeah! Argh!   I shouted and groaned in euphoria with my hands grabbing the bed sheets. My knees were raised midway and my legs widely spread as Rodrigo's tongue dealt with my wet p***y.   Damn! Rodrigo was so great!   It was his first of giving me mouth action and I was at that point feeling like I'm in paradise. He had his hands on my b**bs and he crushed them gradually as he proceeded with the tongue work. My entire body wriggled as I was near peak yet he kept on using his tongue further. I felt like I was gonna pass out from extreme pleasure.   I was all the while screaming so loudly when I noticed that Rodrigo had stopped. I went after his head and attempted to drag his mouth back to my p***y, but he stood up to. Then, I saw he was looking sideways and I also turned to look.   Gosh! Mrs Grace Armstrong, my mum was standing at the entryway.   F**k! I cursed under my breath.   "I'll be holding up in the parlor," she said before going out of the room and shutting the entryway behind.   Damn it! I ought to have changed the locks to my apartment and room a long time ago. Despite the fact that I adored my mum, she was yet to learn to respect my privacy. I mean how is it that she could simply barge into my apartment and my room without knocking or even saying a word.   I wasn't so much fretted over how she had seen us. It wasn't my business. Not hers either.   I guess she and my father had spoilt me so much that I was never scared of them. I didn't conceal my disagreeable mentality from them not the slightest bit.   The main thing I feared was not getting cash to keep enjoying life. That is the main thing that makes me continue to respect my parents. Since I actually partake in their cash.   "What are you waiting for?" I raged at Rodrigo who had spruced up rapidly and was all the while standing still in the room. He appeared to be excessively bashful and didn't have any desire to confront my mother while leaving the house.   "Just go," I lashed out at him. "You need to leave now."   He moaned and got his pack. I could see the hesitance all over as he rushed out of the room into the lounge.   I spruced up rapidly and joined my mom who was sitting in the parlor.   "Hello, Mother," I greeted and she gazed at me with an enraged look.   "What's up with you, Alicia? It's morning and you should be in school. Instead you are here, moaning in bed with a guy."   "Mother, my first lecture is by 10 AM today. That is the reason I'm still at home."   She checked the wall clock and saw that it was as yet 8 AM.   "Yet, isn't it too early in the morning to be moaning like a cheap whore?"   I said nothing.   "Besides, who is that person?" She inquired.   "He is my boyfriend." I smirked.   Her lips fell widely apart in shock. "That wasn't the person I saw with you the last time."   "I parted ways with Dave, Mother."   She sneered. "I'm certainly going to inform your Dad regarding this."   "You don't have to, Mother," I said, however I wasn't arguing because I feared my Dad. I simply didn't want him to call me for one more conference at home.   "Then, you should move to the school hostel." She threatened.   "No, Mother. You know I can't move there."   "You will," she undermined. "By the time you're there, you will not have the opportunity to do the things you do in this apartment and you would be more focused in school."   "Haven't I been focused enough?" I spoke harshly to her. "I'm as yet the best in my class, remember? Is that not what you and Father want?"   That was me. Despite the fact that I was spoilt, pompous, and disagreeable, I was still smart.   "Indeed, we believe you should lead in class and that is the very thing that you're doing. Yet, remember this is the last year, and you must be considerably more serious. On the off chance that you don't emerge as the best this year, we will lose everything."   "I get it, Mother. I won't let you down. I'll emerge as the best and top the whole class as usual."   "That aside, why can't you just stick to one boyfriend and quit moving starting with one then onto the next?" she addressed irately.   "Mother, I get tired of guys easily," I grumbled. "However, I'm not tired of school. I will come out the best, I assure you," I said beaming with smiles.   My mum was going to say something again when her phone rang.   "Gosh! I need to go now, honey," she said as she got up hastily. She kissed my cheeks rapidly and left the apartment.   I murmured and turned around towards my room to tidy up for school. My mother had already spoilt my day by denying me the chance of climaxing properly.   Jeez! Quit thinking about me like a cheap whore.   I wasn't always like this before now. My very first boyfriend took my virginity when I was eighteen. He was nineteen at the time.   He vowed to adore me always and we kept on engaging in sexual activities consistently. We watched a great deal of explicit motion movies together and I before long became addicted to sexual intercourse.   In any case, he broke my heart a year later. He was an attractive jerk, continuously being a flirt and going after anything in skirts. I got to discover that I wasn't even his main girlfriend. He was just playing around with me, using me to while away time and kill his sex urge.   From that point forward, I have promised myself never to love any guy again. They are all heartbreakers and all they want is to have their way with a girl and have a good time.   So, that is the reason I do what I do now. I keep an attractive boyfriend just to have a great time and let him go the moment I become tired of him or see a more attractive dude.