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The Playboy’s Downfall novel Chapter 2

Since it’s still painful—as she wasn’t used to anal sex, she came across the thought that she needs a lubricant for it.

She opened the drawer of the side table and her eyes widened when she saw the dildo, she bought the other day for pleasuring herself.

“Damn it,” she cursed. She bit her lower lip when she lifted the sex toy and stared at it. It’s just 6 inches long and Zero’s cock seems to range by 8-9 inches. Which is too long for her. Zero is tall and even bulkier that’s why.

As she stared at the dildo, she lifts her hand and enveloped its diameter, and slowly stroked it up and down, imagining that it was Zero’s hard dick.

“Shit!” she cursed again and wet her lips.

She glanced at the dildo and the bottle of lubricant jelly. She bit her lower lip, trying to ignore what was on her thought but she ended up walking towards the bathroom.

She pressed the dildo into the lid of the bowl and took off her clothes. Damn it, she can’t help but think of pleasuring herself again.

When she finally let herself naked, he opened the lubricant and spread it on the dildo. She’s using a water-based lube for it. From what she has read on the internet, it’s better for anal penetration.

She put the exact amount she knew before she started to sit on it, hands on the side cheeks of her butt, spreading it apart to widen her anus.

When she tried to sit down on the dildo, she pulled away when she felt the sting pain from her anus.

She cursed inside herself. How could she ever have done it well if, with just a touch, she could feel the pain?

However, she might not give up. She tried to sit on it again, and the tip of the dildo delved inside her anus. She screamed and pushed a little deeper. Her tears fall down her cheeks because of the pain but she keeps on thrusting deeper.

When she thought she was halfway there, she withdrew and wiped her tears. She can’t do it. She just can’t.

Bearing the pain in her anus, she took a quick bath and take a nap in her room.

ZERO KEEPS on ringing the doorbell when he came in front of Isla’s unit. However, it seems like she’s not inside or Isla might be doing something and can’t hear the ring. He pushes the button twice again, feeling irritated. Still, no answer.

He then gets his phone inside the pocket of his black trouser and dialed Isla’s number. He frowned when she was not picking up.

Seriously? He thought and pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to calm himself.

He heaved a sigh and tried ringing the bell once again and on his third attempt, Isla opened the door. Zero’s forehead knitted and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

“I-I’m sorry. I took a nap and didn’t hear it—” she paused because Zero stepped inside her unit.

Isla bit her lower lip for a moment and closes the door. She sighed as she looked at Zero’s back.

“I’ll just change my clothes—if it’s fine,” she uttered as she walked and approaches him.

Zero glanced at her and nodded.

“Hmm…” she cleared her throat, as she gave out a hem which makes the man’s forehead crease once again. “Do you want some drink—”

“I’m fine.”

She nodded. “W-Wait me here,” she asserted and rushed towards her room.

When Isla closes the door of her room, she leaned into it, took a deep breath, and sighed. “Damn,” she whispered.

She closes her eyes and heaved a sigh once again and walked towards her closet. Since she already took a bath earlier, she then needs to wear her outfit and apply light make-up or just a lip tint and press her face with powder.

She got many dresses in her closet but she can’t pick one. She roamed her eyes on the pile of dresses hanging in her closet, and run her hands on them. Since they were all beautiful, she smiled and thought of stupid things.

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