FifteenChloeNothing could have prepared me for the feeling of Nathan's mouth clasped around my nipples. His mouth felt scorching, leaving a trail of fire on everything it touched. And boy was I willing to go up in flames.His tongue flicked at my nipple, wrapped around it and helplessly, I raked my fingers through his soft hair, clutching at it as my body burned for more. "Mhmm," he hummed as he sucked. His hips buckled, his very hard member hitting my center."Nath..." My words came out in choppy breaths, and I moaned hungrily. I needed more, I wanted more. I could feel his pulse beneath me. He was nestled beneath my thighs and dear God, all I could think about was getting rid of the barrier that lay between us. It seemed Nathan thought so as well, because his hands traveled down my waist to my backside, grabbing onto it and slowly rolling his hips against mine, hitting my center through the flimsy bum shot. "Oh fuck," I cried, gripping his shoulders hard as he humped me. "Yes
SixteenNathanHer name was like a prayer on my lips. God, how else was I to touch her and not lose my shit at the same fucking time? God, she was beautiful. I'll always remember how her pert ass looked when she pulled off those panties. There was such an expanse of creamy white skin, it was hard not to get blinded. And then there was her core. Pink, wet, and glistening. And fuck if that didn't make me hungry. "Chloe,... Chloe," I murmured, half blind because my face was buried between her mounds as I sucked on them briefly. Fuck, they were beautiful. The wide pink areolas always got me, I hadn't seen any pair of breasts like hers and that was rare. Eager to get to my destination, I pulled away from her addicting tits, held on to one of them though, and slid my tongue down her body until I got to her core. Sliding her thighs apart, I nearly lost it."Fuck," I panted, looking up at Chloe. She was raised on her elbows, her blue eyes hooded as she stared at me in confusion. So fucking
SeventeenChloeHe felt so... Hard and insistent against me. And I loved it. I loved the way he rubbed himself against me, coating himself with my juices, muttering gibberish that I couldn't understand. I moved my hips slowly, grinding against the hardness that made me wetter. The ecstasy from my last orgasm was fading slowly and I wanted more. So much more. "Ah, Chloe... you...tempting seductress..." He bit out, grabbing my hips to hold me in place. His hands grabbed my legs and hiked them up, placing them on his shoulders. I blushed at how exposed I was to his eyes. "Ohhhhhhh," I moaned when he dragged the bulbous head down my swollen lips and then pushed it in. "Ohhhh my... Oh myyyy..."He invaded every space, hard and insistent as he slid into me. My body hummed and vibrated with sizzling pleasure and all I could do was whimper. "You okay?" Nathan gritted through his teeth and I wondered if he was in pain. "Yeah, You?" "Nope, I need to fucking move or I'll lose my fucking m
EighteenNathan"You're serious?"Chloe huffed at my words and flipped her golden hair in irritation. What the hell? Did she study accounting? Heck, I didn't even know she went to the Uni! What else did I not know about her?Everything most likely. Before last week, we had been two strangers who had sex and made the mistake of not preventing pregnancy. A bitter acrid taste filled my mouth at the thought. "Of course I'm serious! Why would I make up a lie like that?!" She snapped before me and her blue eyes flashed with anger. Oh damn. She definitely was telling the truth. She looked like she would rip my head off. "So you can balance those accounts-" "Oh the chance has passed, I'm not helping you anymore. You can go stick your pompous ass into your stupid account!" She hissed and turned on her heels. It took me a minute to register what she was wearing. My shirt. The traitorous material clung to her curves, pulling taut over her ass, looking like it would pop out at any minute.
NineteenChloe"For goodness sake! Will you lower the sound of that damn thing?!" Nathan bellowed, rushing into the kitchen.I blinked back at him as innocently as I could and cranked up the rusty old blender. I had found it discarded in the store room and because I was bored out of my mind anyway, I tinkered around with it. What the hell was a girl supposed to do anyway? Getting condemned to a marriage with the most annoying man on the planet was too much of a curse. And it made it even worse that he was good-looking. Especially when he was furious. Nathan stood at the kitchen door, his bare chest gleaming in the light, heaving as he gnashed his teeth in fury. Oh, I wanted him to be mad. He drove me mad anyways. This was me simply giving him a taste of his dashed medicine. "Chloe, turn that shit off right now!".Oh, if he thought that tone was going to work with me, he was much more foolish than I had thought. I placed my finger on the dial and twisted it to the highest number. T
TwentyNathanWhy in the world was my mom here so early? I watched her walk into the living room and took a deep breath. Last I checked, I and Chloe were supposed to be on a damn honeymoon. I had hoped the intrusions would come in like two fucking months. And she just had to come when I was in a shitty mood? Fan-fucking-tastic!"Hi, Mrs. Benjamin-" I heard Chloe mumble and couldn't have turned around fast enough. Was it just me or did the vixen sound... Terrified? A grin wormed its way to my face. I closed the door behind me and folded my arms, eager to watch how things would play out. Chloe was clearly uncomfortable. She had a hand pulling down the pink night robe she wore. At this point, I could swear that all the clothes she had were flimsy and small and there was no way it was all a coincidence. She knew the feelings she drew out of me and she was determined to wield that power. Nothing else could explain why the pink fluffy material ended right below her ass. It had been all
Twenty-OneChloeI had nothing to wear.I stared at my wardrobe, a sinking feeling settled at the bottom of my stomach and with each passing second, I felt like throwing up. It was five in the evening and I couldn't have morning sickness. My fingers were clasped together, wringing against each other as I eyed my wedding dress. I didn't own many dresses. My parents had felt they were too revealing while growing up. My outfit consisted mainly of pants and shirts and all the boring stuff. The few dresses I had were at home as mom was the one who handled the packing of my suitcase. The only dress I had that was worthy to wear to a dinner with the Benjamins was my wedding gown. And if that wasn't shameful, I didn't know what was. "Chloe! We have to leave in fifteen minutes. Please tell me you'll be done by then!" Nathan yelled on the other side of the door, his fists rapping sharply against the wood. "Sure!" I yelled back in return, resisting the urge to cry. My reflection in the mirro
Twenty-TwoNathan'... I could never be happy... Not with you...'Her words rang loud in my head and even though they shouldn't hurt, they twisted in my gut like a knife. I glanced at Chloe beside me. How could she say such words to me and still laugh so brightly at my father's words? How could she give me hell while looking every bit like an angel descended from above? She looked beautiful. Dressed in an elegant blue dress. The makeup artist had chosen colors that made her icy blue eyes pop out alluringly. They didn't look icy like they had in the parking lot. They looked at Dad with vivid interest as the man told stories of his days as a sailor. I had heard that story a gazillion times and every time, it gets exaggerated. Yet she seemed to believe every word that dropped from the old man's mouth. Her lips were coated pink. They parted to let out a hearty laugh when dad said something that I couldn't figure out because I wasn't listening. How could I? All I could hear were her wor