Her derriere seemed to be begging him for a taste as she moved up the stairs. Damn, even the trousers he was on were proving to be too tight. Watching her disappear beyond the stairs he found himself going after her. it was as though she had this eternal pull on his heart that made it beat for her exclusively.He set the clothes he had chosen for her by the bed while he also took his time to change out of his clothes. He had taken some thought into their relationship and what he feared was their relationship ever becoming stale. He could hear the water running in the bathroom and her really offkey singing. Just as he was getting his shirt past his head, he saw the bathroom door open and apparently, she had forgotten to carry her towel. The gasp of surprise drew his attention as her sweet ripe body was full on display with the water beads covering her silky skin. She looked like a rose plucked in the morning, the dew marking it with condensed dots of moisture that made one want to lic
“You are my vixen, Lisa; I simply can’t get enough of you.” How about I cancel those plans I have. Ryan said as he blew some warm air along her vertebrae.“Ha-ha babe, you were the one who said we would go.”“I know, but now I just want to sleep with you.” Ryan said though he was cursing himself out for planning anything. If not, wouldn’t he be spending more time on the bed with her.“Okay, now I’m going to bathe, and you are not allowed to follow me.” Lisa said, already in a chipper mood. There was a saying that women should not be physically beaten but should be beaten in the bed. It was exactly like that for Lisa because when she came from the shower this time, she looked happy and sated, not spooky and ready to fight. “Babe, can’t we not go,” Ryan asked as he stood to stand near her.“Ha-ha Ryan, you can’t be serious. We are going and right now. Now get dressed.”“Okay love,” Ryan said as he kissed her forehead. Hugging her slightly, he could not he
Leila held her bag closer to her ample bosom as she walked faster towards her destination, her fifth interview. As she walked, she thought back to how hard it had been since that fateful night, on her sixteenth birthday which had coincidentally been a full moon night. She had been walking back home alone, having branched off to leave her friends at the junction. The trail home had always been scary and deserted though both sides of the trail were covered in large trees. Since the time she could recognize things, she had known her home had been in the rural area. Her parents were local farmers who majorly survived on selling farm products. So, on this particular day, having come home late from school, she passed by that road, singing as she skipped towards her home. Then it started happening. All of a sudden, her skin started itching and excruciating pain paralyzed her as she slowly started changing. First, it had been her hands, immense pain, almost like labor pains passed t
The people looked spic and span; the interviewees dressed officially in well-pressed power suits. Looking down at her skinny black jeans, which according to her were not only fashionable but appropriate too, she felt her mind go blank. Yeah, she had paired her jeans with a black top and added a splash of color by having a pink blazer. That now made her outfit look official.The interview started immediately after the clock struck 9:00 am. The first interview did not take long and the interviewee, came out looking like she was about to cry. Okay, that did not look promising. She was a beautiful girl, well dressed, the only thing was that she looked too polite. The rest of the interviews did not hold any suspense. Some people came out smiling while others came out frowning. All in all, she could feel her nerves increasing as the line decreased. The Black Company was one of the best companies that searched for talent among writers of every kind. Mostly novel writers and scriptwr
Congratulations Leila, you have the job. That was the statement that got her out of her reverie. She had struggled to concentrate since she got inside. The boss Ryan had looked so handsome that she had had a rough time concentrating on what the interviewees had asked. How she had managed to even talk to them she did not know. But from the moment she had entered that office, she had been awfully aware of Ryan. The way her nipples had tightened at his mere sight, a bolt of desire rushing through her leaving her breathless.What the hell was wrong with her, it was just a man, or maybe not. He was not human; she could feel him through his body scent. He was like her; she had seen when his eyes had thinned onto tiny golden slits when she got in the office. Looked at her so thoroughly that she had felt empty and naked. She had to get out of that place and quickly. She could not possibly come and work there now. The man had a dangerous aura about him, yet she had been so attracted t
They had to sprinkle some cold water on her to get her to rise. Her mom on that day had looked at her as though looking at a strange animal. When she saw her face, she had turned whiter than any flour she had known, nearly fainting again. Thankfully, she had kept in what she had seen and today, they had a pretty close friendship with her parents. They may not have been her biological parents, but they may as well have been. They had been with her through the changes she experienced in high school and even during work.When she had suggested moving out to the big city, they had been heartbroken. Her mom had tried to hide the worry in her eyes but she had seen it all. Heard it all. And God help her she loved them as they were. She would sit and think rationally and then maybe she could make informed decisions.Taking the last scoop of ice cream, Leila moved to the window. This was fate that she had moved to New York and in turn met someone just like her. That proved that
After a quick shower, she moved to have some breakfast, and today she craved her normal food. Fresh meat which she would have and stay full the whole day. After she had prepared herself, she decided to walk down the road to her workplace. The morning walk was something to look forward to because the roads were already starting to have traffic. Walking by the pavement, as the sunlight streamed between the buildings created a sophisticated picture. This could however never compare to the sweetness of forest musk and fresh air that was found in the rural area.Walking faster she got to her destination, the Black company was a king of buildings among those surrounding it. The reflective mirrors made the place look classy and sophisticated. Walking in, she moved to the reception where the receptionist took her to the human resources manager. Mr. James was a middle-aged man of around forty years, with kind eyes. When she saw him, she could not help but question whether he knew that
The rest of the tour was amazing and she found herself actually enjoying everything up to a point she nearly forgot her embarrassing situation in the office. That day, Ryan showed her, her work cubicle where she would be doing most of the work, and she honestly did not get good stares. She was walking with the boss and given how good-looking he was, and the fact that she was just a new employee raised questions.She had written several books and she hoped that this place would at least give her the environment she needed to make an earning for herself. The people there did look welcoming, especially one big lady who was actually youthful and knew how to dress her body well. She had talked to her and her innocence together with her bubbly self made her feel great talking to her.That evening, Ryan drove back with Enoch to go see his parents in Alaska. Alaska had been their perfect home because of the forests occupying that region. Wolfs were creatures of hunting and if