Luca nods and gently shifts me back onto the seat. He fixes his shirt, exits the car, and whispers something into Callums' ear before helping me out of the ‘Beast’. I look at Callum, whose face is as passive as always.“Thank you, Callum." I say with a smile. “Miss. Maddison, it's a pleasure as always. Have a good night.” I nod at his response and feel Lucas' hand rest on the small of my back. I look up at Luca as we approach the house. “What did you say to Callum?” I ask. “I told him that I won’t be needing him for a few hours, so he was free to do as he pleases.” We reach the top step, I pull out the keys and open the door. “After you, sir.” I whisper as I hold the door open for him. “Would you like something to drink?” I ask as I close the door behind me. “Not thirsty, more famished, tesoro.” I feel the heat of his body behind me. I lean into him and feel his warmth envelop me. “I want you to take me to your room, Vanessa.” His breath tickles my neck before he takes my ear
Luca slowly climbs onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs, and gently presses his lips against mine. He enters me with a gentle pace, and I can sense myself gradually accommodating the thickness of his girth. His tender kisses trace a path from my face to my neck, where he lingers, enveloping me completely. “You feel so good, tesoro. It’s like you were molded to fit me.” He withdraws from me at a leisurely pace, only to thrust back inside with increased intensity, causing a delightful surge of fulfillment to radiate through my core. “So… Good…" He pants. His thrusts are met with more urgency against my sex, bringing me closer to another mind-blowing orgasm of the century. I ground down on his cock, slowly circling my pelvic against him. Building the right friction to bring me over the edge. He shifts and positions himself differently, reaching my G-spot. His next thrust becomes my undoing. I claw my nails down his back and wrap my legs tightly around his waist, c
The morning starts off quite slow as I feel mentally and emotionally drained after last nights episode of Beauty and the Beast. First off, we had a school assembly that was held in the school auditorium. Then, we had to get the kids' files set up with their workbooks to show off their amazing progress for the year. Lunchtime comes around, and I've been requested to see the new headmaster, so I make my way there the moment I'm free to do so. I knocked on the door… “Come in.” A masculine voice commands. I walk into the office, and I'm greeted by a handsome man seated behind a large oak desk. “You requested to see me?” I stand in front of the desk with my hands clasped in front of me. “Talofa, you must be Vanessa?” The new headmaster says as he stands and offers me his hand. “Yes, that's correct.” I smile at him and place my hand in his. “Great, my name's Faiga Sanele.” He winks as he shakes our hands. “Please, sit.” He offers. I take a seat in the wooden chair stationed in
The afternoon fly’s by, and before I knew it, I was having one on one parent-teacher interviews.I loved telling each of my Care Bears parents how extremely well they were doing and how proud they should be of their childs progress.I also introduced my idea of the kids taking home a journal every night to help them with their creativity.I explained to the parents and students that they could write whatever they wanted and decorate their entries however they pleased.It wasn’t a competition, I know some of my Care Bears are here strictly on scholarships. I also informed them that they could always come to class and use the art supplies they had available at their group tables before the first warning bell.The evening seemed to be going smoothly until my last interview.Mr. Thomas Day was Ryder’s stepfather, and he wasn’t a pleasant man to deal with on any occasion.“Is this you spying on us parents?” He practically spat in my face as I mentioned the journal to him.“No, sir, not at a
Cullum drops us off in front of a small, intimate Indian restaurant uptown. The sweet aromas of mixed earthy spices drift in the air, hitting your nostrils instantly the moment the elevator doors open. If I had to use one word to describe the restaurant as we step into the foyer from the elevator, it would be exotic. Dim lights cast shadows off the dark, rich coloured walls, and beautiful candles flutter with light. Music quietly plays in the background as a lady sings about heartbreak. We're seated next to a glass window looking over the city. I happen to look up and admire the black night skies shimmering with stars. They look like little crystals scattered through a black ocean. It holds me hostage for all its beauty on display. I can’t make sense of how the simplicity of the two can be so mesmerising. “It's enchanting, isn't it?” Luca says, breaking my train of thought. “Yes, it truly is.” I smile. He looks out the window, gazing towards the sky. “It’s the little th
My door jerks open, and Luca extends his hand, waiting for me to take it. I childishly slap his hand away, hoping he’ll get my drift and close the door to send me on my way. Sure, his whole alpha male demeanor thing is hot and all. But tonight, I just want to go home and chill-lax. I feel like things are moving a bit too fast between us, and I have to protect myself. I've never been in love before. So, I'm not sure what warning bells I should be looking out for. A low, irritated growl leaves his chest as he straightens. He takes a step back, removes his tie, followed by his suit jacket, and he passes them to Cullum. I can see him in the corner of my eye loosening his buttons on his shirt sleeves, and he rolls them up his arms. I sit immobilised, powerless to move a muscle or look away. He does everything so gracefully, and it fascinates me. Clearing my throat and shifting in my seat. I tear my gaze away from him because the last thing I need right now is for him to notice
“What do you mean no?” My voice begins to tremble out of fear and uncertainty of what this man is capable of.“I’m going to fuck you against this wall! I intended to make love to you in my bed. A respectful place for a woman to make love to, si? But you put your hands on me violently, tesoro, and now I will use your body against you.” His words are harsh, and they feel like a slap on the face.“I’m not some fucking whore you can just… screw against your wall, Luca.” I sneer, struggling against him.“No, you’re not. But you enjoy playing rough, don’t you? And baby, trust me, I. Can. Give. You. Rough.” He smirks at me, enjoying the little 'damsel in distress' show before him.Luca moves his hands, skillfully locking both my wrists into one hand. His hand glides smoothly down my neck, his gaze fixed on his every motion. He confidently adjusts my blazer, his palm roughly kneads my breast, delivering an uncomfortable sensation that has me gritting my teeth. The pads of his fingers delicat
I wake up in Lucas' embrace, extending my weakened limbs from the rest of the night's relentless lovemaking. I move back, unintentionally making contact with his front, and his morning wood pokes my ass. Luca stirs in his sleep and roughly pulls me against his chest. I wiggle my butt, loving the tiny stimulation I receive from his cock, until his fingers press into my hip, paralysing me. He presses his face into my neck. “Ciao, bellissima. Stop wriggling that big luscious ass of yours, or you'll have to suffer the consequences.” His voice is still groggy from sleep. I want to suffer the consequences, whatever it may be. But I’m still a little tender from his insatiable hunger we had to fulfil most of the night. His fingers find my exposed nipple, flicking the tight bud, making it hard instantly. I begin to squirm frantically against his touch, unable to contain my silent pleas. He shifts and pins me beneath him with my hands held above my head. “You sly cheat.” I giggle. He l