He leaves me alone to settle in and I take a moment to look around the room. It is cozy but reeks of wealth, he has a large queen size four poster bed, with grey, Egyptian cotton linen bedding. His walls are also grey, but in contrasting shades, making it both light and warm. It’s an odd effect but it works, especially when paired with the warm mahogany colour of the furniture. The bed and dressing table, as well as an ottoman at the foot of the bed, are a matching set. I don’t see a wardrobe, but there are three doors in the room. One is the door we entered through, so I wonder if the other two could lead to an ensuite and a walk-in closet. I am just about to stand up to go and look, when a huge black thing comes bounding into the room, scaring me to death and jumps onto the bed. “Aaahhh!!!” I am bowled over onto my back, as I let out a scream and the creature lands on top of me. “Hahahaha!” I look over to the door as I hear laughter and see Grant holding the drink, he said he
I watch as she removes her makeup and I wonder why this is important. I am distracted by her motions as she gradually reveals her natural beauty, and I am enraptured by her. Then she turns around and tucks her fringe to the side revealing her entire face to me. She is absolutely beautiful, her pale skin is blemish free, despite her heavy use of foundation, and she has signs of sleep deprivation around her eyes. At first that is all I can see which is concerning to me, but then the light catches something and I realise the truth. I am shocked by what I see, she has multiple small nicks in her skin, that start with a small crescent below her eye and continue down the side of her face. But then I see the large one that extends down her throat, and I feel angry when I think about how this could have happened. “Terry did it.” Those words trigger and intense rage to build within me, directed at the man who had the audacity, to claim her as his daughter. I barely notice when she takes my
I gape at her in shock, does she really think that I would abandon her just because of this? But as I gaze upon her and the way she holds herself, I realise, that that is exactly what she thinks. I reach for her wrist and tug her to me, making her gasp in surprise, as I catch her. I move both of my hands to her face, as I pull her to me and kiss her before she can regain her bearings. I moan as I taste her, I’ve missed this, since Saturday, all I had been able to think about till that phone call, was her lips and when I would be able to kiss them again. She leans into me and kisses me back, so I move her arms around my neck and my own hands stroke down along her sides, until I reach her waist. I reach down and grip her ass making her gasp, which allows my tongue access to her mouth, as I lift her and make her straddle my lap the same way she did earlier. We pull back from the kiss a few minutes later, we are breathless, but it was worth it to see the blush that has appeared on her
The moment his fingers connect to my skin I feel tingles erupt from the connection and they spread wherever he moves, tracing the lines from my tattoo. Then his touch locates my scar to the right of my spine, and he takes in a sharp breath. “So close.” “Mmmhmm the doctors told my mum that I was extremely lucky as any further to the left then it would likely have severed my spinal cord and I would either be dead or permanently paralyzed in some way.” “Well, I am really grateful that it wasn’t further over.” His voice is thick with pent up emotion and it makes me shiver, in a good way. He placed his palm across my back, his fingers curling around my side a little as he holds me there. But I am shocked when I feel something else, his lips. He kisses my scar and I shudder as my temperature increases from the connection. “You are truly a wonder Angel. And your tattoos are beautiful, thank you for showing me.” “Ye...yeah of... of course. I release a shuddering breath as I feel him pu
I shudder as I think about the things he is hinting, and a sense of anticipation and apprehension begins to build within me. Normally I would pull away to create some distance, but I surprise myself by relaxing more into his hold. We continue talking learning more about each other as the evening draws on, at some point Lobo came to join us and is settled on the floor against Grant’s feet. I learn that his wife was his first long term relationship and that in his late teens and early twenties he was like any other male. Dating and sleeping with different girls until his family forced him to settle down and marry once he took over the family business. He has been successful in maintaining the company his father built but five years ago he decided to start his own company that is now generating more income than the other ever has. I am impressed with his success at such a young age, I wanted to go to college to study business after I left school, but I haven’t been able to, since I
I only wanted to have a little fun with her because she looked both alluring and terrified at the same time. I needed to dispel the tension, but I never expected to have the reaction I did to her mere touch on my skin. I almost had her laughing along with me when she managed to free her hands, but the feeling of her hands on my chest was like nothing I have ever felt before. I can feel a tingle spreading from the area where her hands are. It is as if all my nerve endings in my skin have awakened and are firing in every direction. My breathing increases as the sensations continue to intensify the longer her hands are connected to me, but I do not want it to stop. I stare at her, frozen as I lose myself in her touch and her eyes. But as I feel her begin to pull away, I take one of my hands and use it to cover hers to keep them in place. “Angel, do you feel my heartbeat right now?” “Yes, it is racing a
“What is it, Angel?” “I just, I am not sure I am ready to take it that far. I mean we haven’t known each other exceedingly long at all, yet we are already moving things along this quickly. It is all just a little overwhelming I guess.” “Hey, look at me.” I reach to cup her cheek in my palm, so she looks at my face. “I am not asking you to push yourself to move any faster than you are ready for. Today was enjoyable but you don’t have to feel pressure to do any more than this. I honestly didn’t expect any of this so soon, but I wouldn’t change a second of it.” A lone tear escapes her eye as she smiles at me, and I rub it away with my thumb. “Thank you, Grant.” I pull her to me, and she willingly presses her body to mine as she hugs me back. I already felt protective of her before, but now that feeling has increased tenfold and there is no way I will let her go, for as long as she wishes to remain by my side. “Angel, there is a reason that I was up this early. We have somewhere t
I am so nervous I feel like I will jump out of my skin at any moment. We are in the car, Tojo is in the back with the dog grill up to keep him safe and we are almost at the station. As it comes into sight my palms begin to sweat and my body starts to tremble with nerves. “Are you okay?” “Yeah. Don’t worry.” Grant reaches over and takes my hand in his rubbing his thumb on the back in a comforting motion which helps relax me a little. With his touch my mind drifts back to this morning in his room and what we did making my cheeks heat. I also think about the conversation I had with Tom. ** That was incredible. I have never experienced anything remotely like it ever in my life. And to think that I would go that far yet still be comfortable with the other person. This feeling is completely alien to me, I don’t know what is going on with my body, but it craves Grant and won’t calm down. Whatever that was that we did, it has started a deep burning need within me that I have no idea how