MICHAEL Lying in bed, I read Dominic's message about a concern. Not about my family's safety, but about the safety of his own life from his women."That's what you get for being a womanizer," I muttered. But as I was about to reply, my attention was stolen by a figure coming from the balcony, wearing a wide grin. "What's with the huge smile?""I can hear Mom scolding Dad from here," she giggled."Deservedly so," I curtly replied and patted the space beside me."I haven't taken a shower," she replied and poked my stomach, causing me to groan. "Take off your pants, you're disrespecting the bed.""Just say you want me naked," I teased and started to unbuckle my belt slowly. "In the mood for a ride?" I asked, pointing to my crotch with both of my forefingers.Rolling her eyes at me, she snatched a fresh towel from the cabinet and headed to the bathroom without looking back, even locking the door behind her, causing me to chuckle.Tossing my pants and shirt on the nearby chair, I picked u
NATASHA"What was that I heard about some gathering at your place from Richie?" Laura asked, sitting adjacent to me. "You just got engaged, we attended an event, and now you're organizing another one.""It wasn't my idea," I replied, clearly remembering how Michael planned everything perfectly.She hummed suspiciously before taking a sip of her coffee. "Oh well, any plans for the wedding? When are you guys going to get everything ready? Target date? Rings? What about gowns? I could recommend someone to help you.""Not yet, but Michael mentioned that he needs to settle some things in the company first before focusing on our wedding.""Ooh..." She groaned, making me frown."Is there something wrong with that?" I asked, and she waved her hand in the air dismissively."Don't mind me, it's just that, you know I have trust issues and all.""I trust Michael, and so should you." I picked up my fork and started eating the cake I ordered for myself. "He's always been honest with me.""He wasn'
MICHAELSitting on my swivel chair, waiting for the members to come in even though the meeting starts in an hour, I sat there alone and bored.But everything changed when Natasha picked up my call."Hey," she greeted me. "Need something?" she asked. I could only see half of her nose and upwards because of the upright position of her camera. But it looks like she just showered."Yeah, I need you," I replied, and she paused, adjusting the camera, and I saw her fully wrapped in a white towel. "Baby, we have robes, why don't you use them?""I'm more comfortable in this," she replied. "Aren't you busy?""Just waiting for the board members to join me," I answered, checking the time on the laptop before sharing the screen on the projector. "I got bored," I added."Then sort your papers," she suggested and took her brush. "You said you have a lot to do there, right? Finish it while you're not busy and then come home early. I'm making buttered chicken tonight."Biting my lower lip, I had to ad
NATASHAMy heart raced when Michael threw me onto the bed like a pillow. He seemed really serious when he mentioned that I had made a mistake.But I didn't do anything wrong!"Michael, I--"He cut me off with a passionate kiss. It wasn't just a simple contact, it was a burning desire that consumed my body. His effect on me was undeniable."Michael, hmm..." I whimpered his name, unable to meet his gaze.He wasn't a wizard, but his lips had a magical power. Every touch, every kiss made me weak. It wasn't fair!I tried to resist, knowing where this would lead. But my body responded to his warmth.Gasping for air, I felt his wet kisses trail down my jaw and neck, while his hands found their way inside my lingerie.I was so wet, I could feel it.My underwear was soaked, and I needed his help to satisfy this intense desire within me.I didn't care about the dinner I had spent an hour preparing, or the wine, or what would happen next.All that mattered was the sensation he was giving me. His
MICHAELTight! Fucking tight!"Ugh!" I groaned as I finally entered her butt hole.Natasha squirmed, gripping the headrest tightly. She had asked me to do it, and that's exactly what I did.Slowly and carefully."Oh, fuck!" I muttered under my breath. "Fuck, baby. Are you okay?" I asked, concerned that she might not be comfortable."Keep going..." she breathlessly replied.She's that brave. Damn it, I fucking love my wife.Taking my time, I brushed her hair away and showered her neck and nape with comforting kisses. I wanted to distract her from any pain as I slowly pushed my entire length inside her.She's choking me, she's so fucking tight!I could almost punch the pillow beside her head. This new sensation makes all the hair on my body to stood up. I want to take her like this again.As much as I want to fuck her right, I feel like I want to settle to her tightness for now."Damn it, Natasha. You feel so fucking good," I whispered into her ear.The lubricant helped a bit, but my si
NATASHA"Are you okay?" I heard Richie ask.Arriving at the airport, Michael excused himself to talk to the pilot. Aaron was talking to someone over the phone, and I was left inside the plane with Richie."You look pale," he added, gesturing at my face.How wouldn't I? I just had a cock in my booty last night, and I'm still not recovering from it.I feel so uncomfortable sitting or moving, or even if I'm not doing anything. I feel like I still got something stuck in my butthole."I'm fine, it's just that, I'm not cool with planes today," I reasoned. "How's Laura and Nathaniel?""Your sister has always been very bossy and unpredictable, and it looks like our son got it from her," he replied with a chuckle. "Before I left, she told me to keep my eyes straight and nowhere else. I think she's still in a rage when I told her something about the woman in Jackson's company.""Oh, the redhead," I mumbled."You know?""Laura told me," I answered, adjusting myself in my seat. "Good thing you're
MICHAEL"And did I ever mention, your head will fly somewhere if you see Tasha while working," Aaron was talking way too loudly inside my head that I wanted to feed him his own fist. "Your job is right here, in front of you, not over there with her.""Can you stop talking for a minute? You're distracting me," I chided him, crossing my arms as I looked at the blueprint the engineer showed us."Distracting you from being distracted?" He looked over at Natasha, who was currently talking to some of the farmers on the plantation. "Yeah, right."When she told me that she wouldn't talk to me the whole day, I should have believed her. I'd rather joke around when she just woke up, not when she's pregnant."She's too pretty. And that means you won't be able to focus on your job.""I am focusing," I defended myself.Yes, my eyes kept glancing at my wife, but my ears were listening. I already knew the plans; I had read the whole plan in that little folder while we were on the plane, and I am not
NATASHAMy nose blows smoke.Michael should be the one getting antsy because I'm still not talking to him. But no, I'm the one getting ignored!"Stay hydrated," Richie handed me a bottle of water while we were still inside the cart."Thanks," I murmured and took it from him.From where I am, I can see Michael talking to someone. His forehead is creasing because of the sunlight directed at him.His skin turned caramel because of the sunset. He stood tall with his proud chest puffed, screaming dominion with his presence."He could melt, you know?" I heard Richie say while sitting peacefully behind me. His eyes behind his square glasses are closed. With his arms and legs crossed, he wiggles his foot hanging midair."Better that way," I scoffed. "Did you see what he did to me? Ugh! That was so embarrassing. Like I was mad at him, and now he's ignoring me like I'm the one who did something wrong!""Relax, Nat. Probably just because he's busy," Richie said, staying on the bright side. "He's