Hannah Okay, so I have never been more confused in my entire life. I'm sitting around the dinner table with everyone, but I can't relax. Ritva, Tobias's mother, is thrilled about the food and talking animatedly, but I can't focus on what she is saying. Tobias is on my brain, and I can't shove hi
"Reward me?" I ask in a shy whisper. "Yes," his lips curl higher. "I will make you feel real good tonight if you open your pretty little lips for me." I open my lips, and he shoves the spoon inside my mouth, and then he laughs softly when I lick whip cream from my bottom lip. "Perhaps we should
Tobias After celebrating my mom's birthday, I get a late-night phone call to handle a situation at one of my hotels and reluctantly leave Hannah's side. I had hoped to spend the night with her. Hold her and just... talk about the future? Is that silly? She is my wife, but our relationship is fake
I press the button for security underneath my desk—it needs to be done. I'm married, and since I have a feeling Sarah won't stop no matter what I tell her, I need a guard to escort her out of my office. "Tobias..." Sarah says my name in a whiny tone and makes it sound like the most disgusting thi
A wave of conflicting emotions bubbles up within me, but I mash them down with the sheer force of my mind. Sarah had her chance to stand right by me, and she messed it up—I should be focusing on trying to charm Hannah into liking me. With that in mind, I continue working. I make a few phone calls
Hannah "Do you realize why I dragged you out here?" I whisper-yell at Tobias, who, infuriatingly enough, holds his hands on his knees. He also squats and beams at me, which is irritating. I want to finish my presentation with the others. But how am I supposed to relax and practice my speech with
"Yes," I breathe. "It's exciting..." He chuckles lowly. "Dirty girl." Tobias kisses my lips and then turns around, walking quickly toward the walk-in pantry as if my weight doesn't bother him in the slightest. Once there, I'm set down while Tobias takes off his clothes at record speed, and when
"I won't be able to take this for long..." I moan, and I sound absolutely tortured, probably because I am. "It feels too good..." I shudder, and Tobias hisses in my ear. "That's alright... if it's a quickie you want, it's a quickie you will get..." Our eyes meet in the dim light, and he looks so p