But in the back yard there’s nowhere to go. I’m not going into the tree house where all I’ll be able to think about is how many orgasms Trevor gave me. With a sigh, I sit on the steps of my back porch, pulling my coat closer around me to keep out the cold. But the silence feels good. I focus on my breathing, trying not to think. I look down at the snow, flurries gathering and filling in our foot prints from the other day.The door slides open behind me, and I close my eyes. If it’s one of my siblings, I really don’t want to talk to them at the moment. I feel the air shift as someone sits down on the steps with me. I peek out to find Trevor sitting with me. He’s not touching me, but close enough that he could. His expression is bordering on angry, and he’s looking at the snow. “Are you all right?” he asks. His voice is soft, not angry. I realize that he’s frustrated. For me.“No,” I say, looking back at the ground.That deep sadness is still welling in my chest, and I feel like I shoul
I’m sure,” he says, and the smile on his face makes me feel like the sun is shining.“Good,” I whisper. “I don’t want it to either. You want to know where I went just now? I was thinking about how happy I’ve been. These past few days.”He shifts closer to me, and it feels like we both breathe easier. My heart picks up a little, beating faster just because he’s looking at me. He wraps his arms around me, tilting my face up to his. Our kiss is sweet, laced with happiness at the idea that this isn’t just a fling. We’ll see where it goes, even if it isn’t conventional.I try to wrap my arms around him, and fail, laughing, since my arms are shorter and our coats are bulky. Instead I let him pull me closer, deepening our kiss. I have a thought that he might warm me up so much that we might not need our coats anymore. I slip my tongue past his lips, tangling with his and relishing the feeling of freedom that he brings me.Laughter suddenly breaks the trance, and I hear the worst voice in the
Leigh gives Trevor a withering look. “Nice speech, asshole. You know as well as I do I’m the best thing that ever happened to Brad, and he needs me. So don’t tell me I’m a terrible person when you’re the one getting your rocks off with an old woman.”“That is enough.” Brad’s voice cuts through the air. “Leigh, I want you to leave.”“What? Why?”Brad huffs a humorless laugh. “It’s the fact that you even have to ask why. You forced your way into my home, insulted my mother, insulted my best friend. You cheated on me, and treated me terribly. We are not, nor were we going to, get back together. You interrupted—and ruined—a day that was supposed to be for my family. So will you please, get the hell out of my house?”Leigh looks around at everyone. If she’s hoping for some kind of support, she doesn’t get it. She stalks towards the front door, rage written in every line of her body. “Leigh,” Brad calls to her, and she turns back. “Don’t even think about trying to use this against me at sch
"Bring me a woman who will be your wife within a month, Alex, or I will personally take charge of finding a match for you," Mr. Salazar declared, giving his son a stern gaze. From the corner of his eye, Alex noticed his stepmother rolling her eyes while slowly sipping her hot coffee."Ugh! Maria! This coffee is scalding!" Pearl exclaimed, distracting Salazar from continuing the conversation. The idea of Alex finding a wife irritated her to no end. She despised the thought of him introducing a woman as his bride.Upon hearing Pearl's scream from the kitchen, Maria hurriedly rushed into the room. She was visibly shaken, working for the Salazar family for the past three years. The only issue she had was with Mrs. Pearl, whom she knew had married Mr. Salazar for his wealth."Gold-digging woman!" Maria muttered under her breath as she entered the kitchen. Pearl had scolded her in front of Mr. Salazar, who seemed to favor Maria among all his other staff. Maria wondered what she had done to
"Mr. Salazar, I swear I possess both pictures and videos as evidence," Raymond managed to say, collapsing to his knees as Alex released him. Now, Raymond could verify the rumors about Alex. He wasn't merely ruthless, but his mere gaze could reduce any grown man to his knees.Raymond regretted approaching Alex firsthand. In a matter of seconds, he saw his life slipping away."Tell me everything you know, with concrete proof. I'll make sure you lack nothing until your dying breath," Alex commanded, his back turned to Raymond.Slowly, Raymond extracted a brown envelope from his pocket and placed it on the table. "This contains all the information you need to understand what occurred and why it occured," he said.Before Alex could turn around to face him, Raymond had vanished into thin air. His eyes fell upon the brown envelope lying on the table. Alex closed his eyes, steeling himself to face the contents. For years, he had wondered what had happened to his mother. It was highly unusual
Alex detested the situation, but he had no control over Pearl. She was a natural seductress, capable of bringing any man to his knees. He pitied his father, unaware that the woman he believed to be his wife desired his own son. Alex swallowed hard, suppressing the moan that threatened to escape his mouth as Pearl continued to stroke him slowly, kissing his neck. Her soft hand moved up and down his length, perfectly wrapped around his thick arousal, as she performed a handjob on him.Pearl could sense his heat and swelling in her hands. She positioned herself in front of him, drawing him closer as her mouth almost made contact with his. Swiftly, Alex turned his face, allowing her kiss to land on his cheek. He would never break his rule, no matter the circumstances. He vowed to never kiss a woman, ensuring that no one could replace his mother in his heart. He would not grant Pearl the satisfaction of kissing him, not today or any other day.Grabbing her neck firmly, he pinned her agains
Pearl chuckled as she gathered her clothes. She could still feel her pulsating pussy, craving him again. She felt no shame in letting her stepson fuck her. He was skilled in satisfying women, and she considered herself fortunate to have experienced his manhood.Looking around to ensure no one was approaching, she quickly dressed herself.Fortunately for her, Salazar had just entered the mansion."Honey! Where have you been? I missed you so much," she pouted, giving him a kiss on the lips.Salazar detected a scent of sweat on her, causing his nose to scrunch in disgust. "What is this sweaty smell?" he asked.A subtle aroma wafted from Pearl's body, causing her wide eyes to realize that she had neglected to take a shower before arriving at Salazar's place. "Oh darling, I was just exercising," she fabricated, accompanied by a nervous laugh. Salazar scrutinized her closely, monitoring her reaction. "Exercising at this time of night?" he inquired, unsatisfied with her response.Pearl chuck
Alex sighed and returned his attention to the city view. This was the only issue he had with Michael; he knew all along that Michael would mock and jest since he had vowed never to marry."You can laugh as much as you want, dear Michael. It's utterly comical," he hissed, sitting back down and observing his friend who couldn't seem to stop laughing.Michael envisioned NYC's most eligible bachelor walking down the aisle with his bride, exchanging vows. "Oh my goodness! This is the funniest and most intriguing news I've ever heard. Bless that old man!" Michael exclaimed between fits of laughter. "I can't wait to tell Claire. Don't worry, you can focus on finding the bride, and we'll handle the rest, dear soon-to-be husband."Alex rolled his eyes at his best friend. "Get out of my office," he muttered, his lips involuntarily curling into a hidden smile as he watched Michael rise from his seat, struggling to stifle his laughter as he bid his byes and exited the room.Once Michael left, Ale