He moved to shut the door in my face. I hurriedly raise my hands up to eye level, showing him my peace treaty, or treats.“I come bearing presents.”I try and fail not to look at his bulging arms, or the way they glistened, like he had been working up a sweat before I came. Maybe that was why he took so much time in opening the door. He eyes my treaty, I packed it myself. Inside the box contained three mystery novels, two romance ones, a container of cookie and cream, and lastly, a movie I rented for us to see together, it was one of his favorite tear jerker novels made into a film. “Remember Bluebird?”“It might not be so good.” He says but he was taking my offering, I suppress the urge to jump, and settle for a smile instead, and when he let me through the door, I can’t help the small, yes! that slips out. Then I gasp loudly. His house was huge. Everything was in black, white or gray. The staircase spilled into the living room, art pieces filled the space in a way that told yo
Turns out he wasn’t asking or warning me, he was informing me. He pushes himself down my body, his fingers working on my pants. I stifle a moan as a bolt of excitement rushed through me, he had never seen me naked. Now I worry, I try to think back, wondering if I shaved or not, my mind is foggy and the other thing blaring in my mind was the fact that he is touching me. My cheeks flamed in the dark as he finds my eyes in the glow of the TV. His pointer finger hooked on the band of my briefs, my skin burned from where he touched me, I couldn’t nod any faster if I tried as I gave him the permission he was asking for, I needed him to touch me. Cod air hits my bare butt, followed by my dick springing free, he let out a sound I would describe as hot.I can’t see his face anymore so I can’t tell what he is thinking, I bite my lip and wait in anticipation. I haven’t really thought about it before, but I wasn’t small, if I do say so myself. Where he was long and curved slightly, I was fat
Turns out the movies were right, dashing brooding men in suits always had baggage holding them back, with walls as high as Everest. It would take a patient person to pull these walls down. Luckily for me, I am poster person for patient, I did search for him with only his fake name, and traced him all the way down here. “What was the name of your firm?”He stills from confusion, we were laid side by side, almost naked, he dropped a bombshell on me, he might have been thinking I would take it hard. But I was taking it hard but I couldn’t back down. “The Nest.” He answers quietly,“Nest?” I snicker at his choice of name.I don’t see him but I could tell he was rolling his eyes, he had said before that he was terrible with names. “What name would you rather it had?”I hum, adjusting myself in his arms and the small space, his hold around me squeezes, I fight the smile on my face and it wins anyway, he can’t see me in the dark anyway. “What were the core values?”He takes a deep brea
Everything is going so fast and so slow at the same time, my breath hitched in impatience, skin burning with longing, I bite into my lips as his hands shook, needing to touch me the way I needed to be touched. All of a sudden his movement seizes. He stills as if in shock, his brows furrow, I watch him closely, my own confusion apparent. What was going on? He pushed himself of me, and turns around, I have a view of his wide, muscled back, I am slightly distracted by it. “I’m sorry.” he mumbles before walking away, speed walking as if I were some sort of disease he was terrified of.I jump down from where he had placed me on top of the table, I stare at his back wondering what the hell that was, and how I was supposed to react. He doesn’t turn back once and as usual, I follow him, he doesn’t acknowledge that I am following behind him. Just as I reach a huge oak door, it slams in my face, I hear the turn of his lock from the other side. I know he has always shut me out, but doing i
My grandma absolved my mother of all her crimes against me, for one simple reason, she hadn’t committed mother, that’s why you’re here, she would tell me, she wanted me to be grateful to her daughter. It made her the best mother in the world, even a better mother than grandma herself. “Lately, I find myself wanting good things, craving the best, and that’s all you, Alec.” His voice is small when he says this, almost defeated.“You can have it.”“I can’t, not when I don’t deserve it. People’s lives were snatched because of me.” he says quickly stopping my words on my tongue.Grandma would have ran away from him, she would have thought him even more vile than my mother who dumped me in grandma’s arms a few days after I was born, with the words, ‘Sell it or whatever.’ I know these from one of their rare calls, I had been severely ill, and grandma with no health insurance called her daughter for some money, and she reaffirmed her statement from when I was dumped. ‘I told you to sell it
The taste is still at the back of my throat as I walked, or danced, I have no idea, but I know I am humming, into Lady Rockbell’s garden. I do a small spin before I sit, it is all I can do to stop myself from giggling and sighing wistfully. “No extra large coffee, sullen expression or a sigh in sight today.” Lady Rockbell says making me jump, she had been in her corner working on the fruits she only saw an hour a day. I would have seen her if my head was on my neck instead of in the clouds. “I would like to think that’s a good thing.” I say as I settle myself, she startled me real good.“Your work would tell me if it is.” she murmurs.I shake my head with a chuckle, I don’t care what image she had outside, Lady Rockbell was like any other old woman, with the snark and attitude, the only thing she has that they are missing would be the Botox. I work fast today, maybe because every time I swallowed there was a reminder in my throat that he was just there this morning. Maybe becaus
Lady Rockbell’s driver had offered to take me directly to the high end restaurant Gunther asked me to meet him at, but I declined, I want to leave there by myself if I had to, and going without my car would defeat that. The restaurant screamed luxury and high end, I suspect Gunther invited me here on purpose, to intimidate me or something, however, I used to work at a place as high end as this, I only had to pretend. “You certainly took your time.” he says when I spot his table, there is an irritated look on his face. He is dressed like a businessman in every sense of the word. He looked like Christopher, and looked nothing like him at the same time. They sounded so different too, where Christopher had a smooth, deep voice that felt like it washed over you, Gunther’s rough voice demanded you stood still and listened to him. “I had to finish with Lady Rockbell.” I take a seat opposite him.His brows straightened at the mention of our client, he regained his composure, I could almos
“What was that for?” I hiss once we are outside, I stumble a few steps from how roughly I separated myself from him.“That is exactly what I would like to ask you. I heard from Lady Rockbell that you had gone to see Gunther, when you had work to do.” I stare at him open mouthed, he heard from lady Rockbell? Was he keeping tabs on me? And he came all the way out here to do what?“I was going to come when we were done, what I was doing with Mr. Shepherd was briefing. I can’t believe you drove all this way for this.” To say I was seething was a grave understatement. He was treating me like a child incapable of making their own decisions. “I specifically told you to stay away from him, didn’t I tell you!” His voice raises at the end of the sentence.I could hardly believe my own ears, was he angry at me for hanging out with his brother? “He is made from the same cloth as my father, they are both homophobic, and the touching thing you did, what do you think he thinks about it?” I
“Thank you for helping with Ash, you didn’t have to.” I say when the silence gets too loud and thick. Both of our nervousness, or maybe just mine was enough to make it awkward. I rub both hands together after gesturing to Ash’s locked door, she was safely tucked in bed and hopefully snoring away. He had walked up to both of us soon after Ash pointed him out. She passed out mid giggling as he came. My heart had been in my throat the entire time, I watched him nervously as he walked up to us-- well me, since Ash was snoring softly by then. He wordlessly got in, and drove me to Ash’s house, the only thing he asked of was her address, which was already in the navigation system, he drove in silence, and when i tried to bring her inside by myself, he gently swooped her off her feet and carried her instead. I swallowed, even mad at him, I couldn’t think pry my eyes off his muscles. Together, we put her to bed gently, she only stirred in her sleep, but her eyes remained shut. I knew she w
I may have broken every traffic law in a bid to get to Ash on time, she had already started to drink when I met her, still in her work clothes, except, one of her stilettos are off her feet and laid on it’s side under her stool. “Look who it is, the sugar baby of Shepherd Construction!” she giggles as I slide next to her, my eyes widen and I look around us, hoping that nobody heard, and if they did, I would hope they would think it was the alcohol talking. Thankfully, no one cared enough to listen, maybe except the bartender that looked like she wasn’t interested but may be listening. “Ash, mind if you keep your voice down?” I whisper, in hopes that she would copy, like a child would.She pressed her forefinger against her lips, a droopy smile on her flushed face.“I forgot, it is a secret and I am not supposed to know.” she whispered back with a giggle.I am still uneasy, so when the bartender looks at me, I shake my head, she scowls at me, and it makes me feel bad, however, if
“What was that for?” I hiss once we are outside, I stumble a few steps from how roughly I separated myself from him.“That is exactly what I would like to ask you. I heard from Lady Rockbell that you had gone to see Gunther, when you had work to do.” I stare at him open mouthed, he heard from lady Rockbell? Was he keeping tabs on me? And he came all the way out here to do what?“I was going to come when we were done, what I was doing with Mr. Shepherd was briefing. I can’t believe you drove all this way for this.” To say I was seething was a grave understatement. He was treating me like a child incapable of making their own decisions. “I specifically told you to stay away from him, didn’t I tell you!” His voice raises at the end of the sentence.I could hardly believe my own ears, was he angry at me for hanging out with his brother? “He is made from the same cloth as my father, they are both homophobic, and the touching thing you did, what do you think he thinks about it?” I
Lady Rockbell’s driver had offered to take me directly to the high end restaurant Gunther asked me to meet him at, but I declined, I want to leave there by myself if I had to, and going without my car would defeat that. The restaurant screamed luxury and high end, I suspect Gunther invited me here on purpose, to intimidate me or something, however, I used to work at a place as high end as this, I only had to pretend. “You certainly took your time.” he says when I spot his table, there is an irritated look on his face. He is dressed like a businessman in every sense of the word. He looked like Christopher, and looked nothing like him at the same time. They sounded so different too, where Christopher had a smooth, deep voice that felt like it washed over you, Gunther’s rough voice demanded you stood still and listened to him. “I had to finish with Lady Rockbell.” I take a seat opposite him.His brows straightened at the mention of our client, he regained his composure, I could almos
The taste is still at the back of my throat as I walked, or danced, I have no idea, but I know I am humming, into Lady Rockbell’s garden. I do a small spin before I sit, it is all I can do to stop myself from giggling and sighing wistfully. “No extra large coffee, sullen expression or a sigh in sight today.” Lady Rockbell says making me jump, she had been in her corner working on the fruits she only saw an hour a day. I would have seen her if my head was on my neck instead of in the clouds. “I would like to think that’s a good thing.” I say as I settle myself, she startled me real good.“Your work would tell me if it is.” she murmurs.I shake my head with a chuckle, I don’t care what image she had outside, Lady Rockbell was like any other old woman, with the snark and attitude, the only thing she has that they are missing would be the Botox. I work fast today, maybe because every time I swallowed there was a reminder in my throat that he was just there this morning. Maybe becaus
My grandma absolved my mother of all her crimes against me, for one simple reason, she hadn’t committed mother, that’s why you’re here, she would tell me, she wanted me to be grateful to her daughter. It made her the best mother in the world, even a better mother than grandma herself. “Lately, I find myself wanting good things, craving the best, and that’s all you, Alec.” His voice is small when he says this, almost defeated.“You can have it.”“I can’t, not when I don’t deserve it. People’s lives were snatched because of me.” he says quickly stopping my words on my tongue.Grandma would have ran away from him, she would have thought him even more vile than my mother who dumped me in grandma’s arms a few days after I was born, with the words, ‘Sell it or whatever.’ I know these from one of their rare calls, I had been severely ill, and grandma with no health insurance called her daughter for some money, and she reaffirmed her statement from when I was dumped. ‘I told you to sell it
Everything is going so fast and so slow at the same time, my breath hitched in impatience, skin burning with longing, I bite into my lips as his hands shook, needing to touch me the way I needed to be touched. All of a sudden his movement seizes. He stills as if in shock, his brows furrow, I watch him closely, my own confusion apparent. What was going on? He pushed himself of me, and turns around, I have a view of his wide, muscled back, I am slightly distracted by it. “I’m sorry.” he mumbles before walking away, speed walking as if I were some sort of disease he was terrified of.I jump down from where he had placed me on top of the table, I stare at his back wondering what the hell that was, and how I was supposed to react. He doesn’t turn back once and as usual, I follow him, he doesn’t acknowledge that I am following behind him. Just as I reach a huge oak door, it slams in my face, I hear the turn of his lock from the other side. I know he has always shut me out, but doing i
Turns out the movies were right, dashing brooding men in suits always had baggage holding them back, with walls as high as Everest. It would take a patient person to pull these walls down. Luckily for me, I am poster person for patient, I did search for him with only his fake name, and traced him all the way down here. “What was the name of your firm?”He stills from confusion, we were laid side by side, almost naked, he dropped a bombshell on me, he might have been thinking I would take it hard. But I was taking it hard but I couldn’t back down. “The Nest.” He answers quietly,“Nest?” I snicker at his choice of name.I don’t see him but I could tell he was rolling his eyes, he had said before that he was terrible with names. “What name would you rather it had?”I hum, adjusting myself in his arms and the small space, his hold around me squeezes, I fight the smile on my face and it wins anyway, he can’t see me in the dark anyway. “What were the core values?”He takes a deep brea
Turns out he wasn’t asking or warning me, he was informing me. He pushes himself down my body, his fingers working on my pants. I stifle a moan as a bolt of excitement rushed through me, he had never seen me naked. Now I worry, I try to think back, wondering if I shaved or not, my mind is foggy and the other thing blaring in my mind was the fact that he is touching me. My cheeks flamed in the dark as he finds my eyes in the glow of the TV. His pointer finger hooked on the band of my briefs, my skin burned from where he touched me, I couldn’t nod any faster if I tried as I gave him the permission he was asking for, I needed him to touch me. Cod air hits my bare butt, followed by my dick springing free, he let out a sound I would describe as hot.I can’t see his face anymore so I can’t tell what he is thinking, I bite my lip and wait in anticipation. I haven’t really thought about it before, but I wasn’t small, if I do say so myself. Where he was long and curved slightly, I was fat