Fuck. What have I gotten myself into?!Isadora had stopped touching me as I looked over at her. She seemed to still be enjoying herself, but instead of watching me, she was staring up at Weston with an unreadable expression on her face."Fuck!" Weston cried out as he pulled me back into the moment. I closed my eyes and allowed my orgasm to take over. His grip on my throat nearly choked me completely out while his other hand left my wrists to slap me hard on the ass. My orgasm heightened and exploded as I screamed into the couch cushion.He stopped his thrusting as his body began to convulse against me. I could feel him milking the last of his cum into the condom and technically into me. I was in pure bliss as a huge smile crept over my face.And then he pulled out and completely released his hold on me. My body still buzzed from the aftermath as I stood from the couch and bent to grab my clothes.When I turned to look at them, I watched Isadora walk up to Weston and kiss him in such a
It was weird being here; I won't lie. After doing what we had done in the study and the ecstasy still running through my veins, I couldn't help but wonder what happened now. Isadora still had loud music playing through the house as she busied herself with dinner while Weston sat at the kitchen table on his laptop. He completely ignored both of us while an annoyed scowl pinched his face.Isadora finally finished dinner and had set it out for us on the table. I had no idea what the hell she had made but it smelled delicious. It looked like a Mediterranean dish of some sort."Eat up, you two, we need to get our energy back up for what we're going to do next."I stared with an open mouth over at her as a tightness consumed my core with anticipation. Damn this ecstasy! If I was sober, I wouldn't be this excited to do the dirty again, especially after the weirdness I felt after the first time. But when I looked over at Weston, I remembered how he felt inside of me and I wanted to feel him a
Weston's gaze flashed with uncertainty but then it was gone just as fast as it had appeared. What the hell was that all about? Did he not want to touch me?"Come here, baby," Isadora coaxed as she crawled away from me but continued to hold my knees open for Weston to crawl between them. "I want you to get this out of your system, baby." I looked between the two and wondered what the hell she meant by that. Get what out of his system? Threesomes? Fucking hard? What was she... Ooooh.Weston sank deep inside of me as he filled and stretched me all over again. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and probably saw the inside of my skull. My knees gripped his sides while my hands grabbed the top of his shoulders. He let out a groan as he pulled out and sank back in again and again, but it was way too slow for my liking."Tell him what you want, M," Isadora rasped next to me.When I looked over at her, she leaned back against the pillows and played with herself as she watched us. It was w
Weston brought us into a room that looked like an office and shut the door right before I heard the click of the lock. He stepped toward the small loveseat in the room and sat down after he set me to my feet."I'm going to punish you now, Millie. Are you okay with this?" I loved that he asked for my permission and hell yeah, I was okay with this. When I nodded at him, he quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me down over his lap, my stomach tight against his thighs. His hand rubbed soft circles over my ass as a groan filled his chest and vibrated against my side.The anticipation nearly killed me as I began to squirm in his lap."Don't move or I'll tie you up."Oh, yes!His hand left my ass for a moment before it came down hard against my soft cheeks. My body bucked in his lap as a moan escaped my lips."Did you like that?" Weston rasped out as his hand caressed my ass again.I nodded as I looked over my shoulder at him. "Yes. Now, may I please have another?"He growled as a wicked gleam
As I sat at my desk, I couldn't stop thinking about the private moment I shared with Weston last night and how he told me the truth this morning about his deal with Isadora. I knew this wasn't my business or my problem, but if Weston felt anything like how I'd felt for the last year, he was about to make the worst decision of his life. And that's why I'm making this my problem. I also felt connected to Weston on more than a sexual level and that wasn't something I could ignore either.I looked down at my clock and saw that it was nearing lunch time and figured I could ask Weston to lunch.I lightly knocked on his office door and waited for his reply, which I got a moment later when he told me to come in.He sat at his desk as he looked over a huge stack of papers, and I couldn't help but stare at him. Weston Young was the type of man every woman drooled over and every man wanted to be. It was a shame that he was stuck in a relationship with a woman he clearly didn't want."Hey, I was
"You really are a bad influence," Weston noted after he pulled the bottle from his perfectly plump lips. He watched me the entire time with an amused look in his eyes. I couldn't tell, but he almost seemed more relaxed and happy than he had since I'd met him."Oh, we're just getting started Goodie-two-shoes," I teased before I sipped from my own beer.Weston let out a laugh, one I'd never heard before. His smile was the kind that reached his eyes and made him look more attractive to me than I cared to admit."Do you dance?" I asked, craving to feel his body against mine.He laughed again, but this time it was an incredulous laugh as if I just asked him the most ridiculous question in the world. Shaking his head, he said, "No, absolutely not.""Well, we've already stepped outside your very comfortable comfort zone, so let's keep up the momentum." I didn't let him answer as I grabbed his tie again and started to walk backward, holding my gaze on his. I really wanted to see how far he'd
Weston and I were all smiles as we rode the elevator back up to reality. There was something in the air between us that was palpable and sizzling. Neither of us spoke and we stayed at a fair distance from each other, but the tug of our bodies had made it clear that there was this invisible rope tying us together.The doors finally slid open and we stepped out. There was a huge grin still on my face and I didn't care who saw it. But then Weston shoved me back into the elevator as he looked at me with a stone expression. "Shit. Isadora is standing at my door. Just stay in here for a second and then come out."He was clearly nervous that she might see us together and I knew we had this agreement between all of us, but I couldn't stop the jealous and hurt feeling that gnawed at my stomach. He didn't want to be seen with me and now I wondered what he'd do next. Obviously, we never discussed what was going on between us but there was no denying the desire and lust we shared today. Would he
"Do you mind? We're a little busy here," Isadora growled out as she looked over at me with daggers in her gaze. Yeah, she definitely wasn't a fan of me anymore, but that doesn't explain to me why."I'm sorry, but there's a very important call on line one for Mr. Young." I pulled my gaze from hers to his. "It's Mr. Purr."He immediately jumped into action as he pushed Isadora roughly from his lap while she almost fell from unsteady footing. His hands came up to button his shirt back up before he looked back at me with a guilty expression on his face."Thank you, Ms. Knight," he cleared his throat as he picked up his phone. "Mr. Purr!" His voice completely changed for the man on the other end and he was all smiles now. Isadora started whisper yelling at him but he held his hand right in her face and gave her a death glare to silence her. "Yes, of course. Spain. Next week. That sounds great. I look forward to doing business with you, sir." He laughed at something the man said and I conti