I cast him a skeptical look as his bullshit meter was ticking in the red zone, if he asked me to kiss then what was he up to now. I needed an explanation. He studied me with a predator’s unwavering attention. "What's wrong?" I asked my tone low, looking at him and biting my lower lip. "I don't kiss Miss Vitalio," He answered my face still in his hands. My eyes narrowed, and a vertical wrinkle between my eyebrows. My lips pursed slightly."But you," I stammered at the loss of words. "I know but that's what your problem is," He confessed removing his hands from my face and taking away his warmth with his hands. I took a step back balancing myself from the aftermath of shock. I looked at him, my gaze locked with his, "What's my problem?" His finger came up in the air and he pointed it in my direction. "This," He stepped forward and I took a step back. My heart thundered against my chest. And before I could move further from him he pulled me towards him like always, his hand circli
I called the security at my house, "bring the package directly to my room once it's delivered.""Okay, mam," After an hour the delivery came. I stripped open the packaging. It was a dress as he mentioned. I have to admit he has a taste. I checked the time it was five in the afternoon. I picked up the dress to get ready. Get ready Mr Amuso your girlfriend is ready to seduce you. A malicious smile crept on my face.The soft blue Arielle crepe gown cuts to sit off my shoulder, it featured a flouncy cape-style sleeve giving a glamorous look. The twist detail to the side with zip and hook closure. It finished at a maxi length with a side slip for feminine allure. I puffed my face with powder and lined my eyes with a thin liner, and for my lips, I chose a nude shade, I straightened my hair and did a middle partition leaving the hair open. I chose diamond studs and a simple bracelet with my favourite chain as accessories. Pairing my dress with an off-white strappy sandal. I was ready.I ch
Isabella was in her late twenties, she narrated to me her story of how she met Dario her husband who happened to be Victor's best friend, she further told me about how she had a crush on him and one day when his brother brought him home drunk, she took care of Dario and both of them weren't able to keep their feelings and lust under check and ended up having sex. "Trust me, he was too angry," I looked at her imagining how he would have kicked his own friend's ass for daring to sleep with his sister. She continued, "and after a huge drama he approved our relationship and here we are, two years of a successful marriage. I love Dario and I love Victor more because he doesn't show but he silently takes care of his loved ones," She said pressing the back of my palm and I saw assurance in her eyes that he will care for me too. "It must not be a new concept for you as I guess you already know this," I won't lie but he has taken care of me in his way. "Hey I'm going to call you olive if yo
WARNING: NOT FOR VIRGIN EYES. DON'T READ IF YOU ARE NOT A SMUT READER.I knew I was doing a mistake, I hated myself for wanting him, I hated him for having control over my body. His hot breath over my face sent shivers down my body with the thought that what's next, his blue eyes not masking his emotions. He wasn't joking, he was serious about this. His eyes blazing with fire and lust. I was trapped in his embrace, still. My whole body not making a movement except my bosom heaving for a touch. His touch. Every cell in my body wanted his touch like a nomad in search of an oasis, to feel him against me. My fingers were tingling to clasp with his. I gulped and my eyes went to his lips, my gaze licking his lips, touching them and biting on them. One day I'll sink my teeth in them. You said you don't do kisses, I'll make sure your mouth doesn't come around me, I will not be the only one to suffer in this. "You get to only put your dick inside me," I declared. His brows arched in confu
Warning! Warning! Warning! My breath caught in my throat. His lips lightly brushed against my ears and went down to the nape of my neck, it felt like an illusion as his softness barely touched my skin. My heart hammering with the intensity of his thrusts, everything was taking over my senses, my eyes closed and his lips near my ears. He stayed there, his hands gripping the granite. BreathsHeavingPantingThe room was filled with our heavy breaths, my mouth around his neck, he didn't push me away from him. And I stayed there sinking my teeth. He kept on pushing himself deep inside me. Every inch of his front brushed against mine with each thrust. His hot breath on my bare shoulder sent electricity down my spine. I was close, so close. And he stopped. My eyes snapped open and my jaws hung down. Our gazes locked, his eyes finding something in my eyes. Irritation was evident in my eyes. He knew that I was close but he pulled out intentionally. My breaths came out as pants and withou
It was like a slap on my face, every time I walked, every time I took a step forward, as the soreness was killing me, my insides felt empty, or in other words, I was still able to feel him inside me. The last thing I wanted tonight. He was long gone, Bella was maybe downstairs with Dario. I don't know what made her leave. I looked at my reflection. Everything looked in place, my hair, my makeup and even my dress but my insides screamed of sex and a fantastic orgasm. I stepped out of the restroom dragging myself out, my insides fuming with anger that asshole must have thought that he has won the jackpot. I wish he falls from somewhere so that I have never seen his face again.The living area was dimly lit, even the silence felt like it was coming to eat you up. Did he leave me here at his sister's place? No, no he can't. He was the one to bring me here. I don't think so he'll do something stupid like this but why do you even care Olivia, you are not a child. You know the address of
The aching in my skull ebbed and flew like a cold tide, yet the pain was always there. I understood at once why they call it a hangover, for it feels as if the blackest of clouds are over your head with no intention of clearing until late afternoon.I turn to my left, the direct rays of sun hitting my face, making me groan on my bed, I pulled my pillow closer to me and a sharp pain coming from right between my legs engulfed me. I was sore, no wonder his size did this to me. Memories of last night flashed in my head, the heat, passion, lust and need. Everything came all at once and the way his eyes looked into mine. The mere thought of last night burned my body on fire. Last night without a word, he dropped me back at the mansion and left without waiting for me to step inside. I noticed the frown on his face, something was up with him, I wanted to ask but wasn't able to find the guts to do so. My phone pinged with text messages, but I ignored them and strode towards the restroom, I
I looked up at the slanting rays of the setting sun that gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. The sky was ablaze with the fire of the setting sun. I looked to my left, in an hour I have emptied two packets of cigarettes. My body was craving nicotine; the realise of dopamine in the brain was craving more dopamine. It's proved the longer you have been smoking, the more dopamine you need to feel good. You become dependent on nicotine.I took the last drag of the roll between my fingers, my eyes bloodshot red from too much smoking. My head was a mess, and I left smoking as I was getting addicted to it but today it was different after so long I was feeling pain deep down there.Among eight billion people I felt alone. The back of my mouth itching from too much smoking.I was at my mom's graveyard. The only place left is my home. The place where I feel there's someone next to me. I often came here to organise my thoughts, for some reason being around deceased ones eased my mind. My fingers