LOGINThe office scene brought the idea that Roman wanted to have a vacation with me. The last few days have been incredible and impulsive. We travelled to an island where the resort offered the best hospitality. Today, our last day, he rented a yacht to take us out to sea for the view. I planned to throw him a small party for his birthday which he thinks he has successfully hidden from me. We took pictures and drank a lot. Tanned our skin in the sun and had lunch before cuddling up for an afternoon nap. I woke up a bit earlier to plan the surprise including my special gift for him. Heading back in the direction of our bedroom, I knock on the door. “Hello there, Roman,” my voice entering the room as I open the door. He’s sat up on the bed, puts his phone to the side as he takes a look at my gift to him. Myself. With a few designs. The red lace barely covers anything with its thin straps on my shoulders and the bra pushing my tits up so the top shows my flesh. My panties are just st
CHAPTER 5The memory of my dad seeing me cum on his own bed might be the death of me. I stumble just remembering it as the escalator goes up.It’s been two weeks since I saw Roman last and I want to surprise him with lunch I made and chat up a bit.On arrival at the building, the receptionist who knows me already lets me in and as I approach the door to his office, a big man stands at the entrance.“Hello princess,” his voice has a flirty tone. “What’s a pretty girl like you doing in such a boring building?”“Good afternoon sir, I am here to see Roman,” my eyes scanning the door behind him, ignoring his flirtatious comment.He’s obviously new here and I have no interest in him. “I thought I asked you a question, sweetie.” He takes off his dark shades revealing brown eyes.“I am here to see Roman,” I repeat. This might become a rude encounter but I am up for it and I don’t like wasting time. “Is he busy?”“Oh, you’re talking about the boss?” His head turns to the door. “You have to hav
Having sex feels different with Roman. Same dick, same face, but maybe emotions are also a form of arousal because I can’t seem to get enough of him.So lately I have been at his home, even though the one-month deal has come to an end, and I enjoy his company so much.My home feels heavy whenever I am in it, especially with my father’s cigars reminding me of everything he has put me through over the years.Today, Roman wants to visit and have lunch before travelling, and I am making his favorite meal. My dad gets the door and he walks in as I walk out of the kitchen.We have lunch as my father turns on the TV and tries to make conversation with Roman, although it does not seem to work. His eyes are on mine.“Emma darling, could you please get me some papers in my room,” my dad starts. “I am going to be at our neighbour’s place to try and help him with his work.”“Yes dad. Roman, wait here,” I say, immediately standing and heading in the direction of his room down the hallway. I check
CHAPTER THREE I have no appetite and I am certain Roman doesn’t either. The silence between us seems louder than the talks of the people around us.What’s the point of having lunch at this restaurant if all we do is stare at each other? Obviously not hungry for the food but for the person in front of either of us.His dark eyes feel so intense, like he’s stripping me naked right here, and I can feel the heat in my cheeks, down to my neck, spreading all over my body.Every time I look away, my eyes find a way back to his like I’m on a leash. As confused as I feel, I am loving every second of this teasing.I look down at my plate, my fingers playing with the fork on the plate, pushing around a cut piece of meat, knowing well he’s still looking at me.“You’re avoiding me, Emma,” he says, his voice so low and smooth, but it vibrates on my chest.“I’m eating,” I lie, though I haven’t taken a single bite.“Are you terrified of what happens when you look at me for too long? You’re obviousl
I am aware of Roman’s gaze as it takes in my body bit by bit. Dressed in a small silk dress, while the cold night breeze gives a crazy effect on my hardened nipples, I know how this is going to go. Roman stands from the bed and walks past me towards the door and locks it. My gaze never leaves the window blowing the curtains in my direction but my mind is conscious of the tall figure behind me. He touches my neck and slides his fingers till the tiny arm strap of the dress falls at the side of my arm. In a quick movement, he turns me around and lowers his head towards my chest while I try not to sniff his hair. It doesn’t work and I can feel my nipples harden with the effect of his eyes on them. “Take it off” he commands, his eyes still on my chest. I obey and let the dress drop to my feet and kicking it away. He grabs my waist and lifts me up to the table, cold under my skin awakening my arousal more, his lips meet mine and his hands grab my hair as he keeps pulling my face in d
I am aware of Roman’s gaze as it takes in my body bit by bit. Dressed in a small silk dress, while the cold night breeze gives a crazy effect on my hardened nipples, I know how this is going to go. Roman stands from the bed and walks past me towards the door and locks it. My gaze never leaves the window blowing the curtains in my direction but my mind is conscious of the tall figure behind me. He touches my neck and slides his fingers till the tiny arm strap of the dress falls at the side of my arm. In a quick movement, he turns me around and lowers his head towards my chest while I try not to sniff his hair. It doesn’t work and I can feel my nipples harden with the effect of his eyes on them. “Take it off” he commands, his eyes still on my chest. I obey and let the dress drop to my feet and kicking it away. He grabs my waist and lifts me up to the table, cold under my skin awakening my arousal more, his lips meet mine and his hands grab my hair as he keeps pulling my face in d
Cassandra's POV ... I was kneeling with my back arched and my head and upper back resting on the seat of the couch. My boss knelt on the leather couch, his thighs flanking the sides of my head. I watched his right hand stroking his erect cock above my head. Then, at his order, I parted my lips.
Cassandra’s POV … The kiss had ended. My boss looked into my eyes, his gaze heated. “Do you know how much I’ve missed fucking your slutty cunt, hm? I literally have dreams about you. And I often wink to the thought of you riding my dick. I wondered if I’d ever see my cock’s muse again. And just l
Cassandra’s POV … “Sir, you…” I was at a loss for words to say. Turns out the saying: ‘Your past is waiting for you in the future,’ was really true. I have been out of stripping as a profession for a little more than a year now. And if I weren’t framed and unfairly sacked from my former workplac
Cassandra's POV 10:27 am. Monday morning. ... "Next," I heard the CEO say from inside his office moments after a tall blonde who had arrogantly walked in with confidence brimming all over, exited the office with an unhappy look. She looked at me and then harrumphed before leaving, her pace hur







