LOGINANDREW’S POVI hated this. It wasn’t about Eleanor, to be fair. I thought Eleanor was wonderful; however, running into the woman I used to fuck while going to dinner with the woman I like -the woman I want to be with- was… not great.And just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, Iain, bless his soul, decided to ask her to join us for dinner. I was cursing both him and myself in my mind at the time!“Oh, wouldn’t mind if I do, darling.” She said to him, and suddenly, what used to be a table of four became a table of 5.The server ushered us to our table, and there we sat, in the familiar, warm embrace of the restaurant. I was seated between the two women, Amy to my right, and Eleanor to my left. Next to Eleanor was Danielle, then Iain. We were in a circle, making small talk.I could feel Ellie’s eyes on me. They were lustful eyes to be sure, and this made me very anxious and uncomfortable. Although Amy and I didn’t have an exclusive relationship, I didn’t know if her knowing a
The office was buzzing with excitement as I walked through the doors. Everyone was discussing the upcoming ‘Leaders in Business’ conference, scheduled to take place in two days, and we were receiving our assignments today. As junior editors, Danielle and I were very excited too. Conferences like these, with so many stories to cover, allowed us to contribute more to the journal. Because the team was so small and the event one of the largest in the world, everyone was assigned individual tasks. I would be covering the Technology in Business panel, where five representatives from the world’s biggest tech companies would discuss how their innovations are leading the field. One of the main reasons I was happy was that Andrew would be on the panel. His expertise and influence in the business world were limitless. His group was involved in nearly every sector, and tech was no exception. My brother Iain would also be at the conference, as he was the president and CEO of the family business,
I could feel my underwear getting wetter with each round of his fingers. I closed my eyes and attempted a deep breath, but the air felt thin. As I inhaled, my breath hitched multiple times.The thoughts in my head became mushy, and I couldn’t think of anything but the pressure building up inside of me. My body ached for release. My breath stuttered at each inhale and exhale.I held on even tighter to Andrew’s neck and ground myself against his hand. My body moved as if it were on autopilot, holding the same rhythm as his fingers. I stared deeply into his hazel eyes and then slammed my mouth against his.My two lips enveloped his bottom lip, and I swiped my tongue against it, caressing it. I kissed and sucked at his lip aggressively at first, then slowly. I pulled his lip into my mouth and bit it, moving my head backwards and drawing his lip toward me.Andrew gasped and hummed as he felt the pain.“It drives me crazy when you do that”, he said“I know”, I retorted, laughing, arousal st
Something real was afoot. Over the past month, Andrew and I had been seeing each other several times a week.We had grown very comfortable with each other and were being careful to respect each other’s boundaries.I had not been seeing anyone else, but I wasn’t sure what his life looked like in the romantic realm outside of his relationship with me.I had woken up on most mornings to the sight of this gorgeous human being, either at his penthouse or at my flat.We would have dinner together, cuddle, watch cheesy movies and of course, explore each other’s bodies, but he opened up to me a lot over the past month. Gradually, I learned about what happened to his wife Jane, Charissa’s mother. She had passed away from cancer when Charissa was only six years old, making Andrew a single parent.I learned that they met at uni, fell completely and madly in love, got married and started a family at a very young age.I learned that she bravely battled breast cancer for 3 years before tragically
“Okay, let me just take a little minute to calm down”, he suggested. His brows knitted together, and his expression slowly changed. He shifted from shock and anger to something different. Something softer.His brows and jaw relaxed, and he placed his two hands gently on the table, palms facing down.“Amy," he started. “ I refuse to let you think that any of ‘that’ is even a possibility.” He said the ‘that’ with his right hand circling in the air as if to gather up the idea itself.“I never do anything I think I’m going to regret”, he stated sternly. “Do you know how long I thought about asking you on a date, how much time I spent thinking about how to ask you out? God! If not for that interview, I swear, I would’ve gone steering mad just trying to think of something!Our age gap means nothing, whatever reason you’ve come up with as to why I would’ve ended it is probably the farthest thing from my mind”, he continued. “All I care about is the fact that I want you and you want me.”He
To say I was worried was an understatement. What could this conversation be about? Was Andrew changing his mind about us? Did he go to brunch with Charissa and suddenly begin to regret having a relationship with someone the same age as his daughter? Did he want to end it immediately? Was he also experiencing guilt for having slept with his best friend’s daughter? There were so many possibilities that could lead to the same conclusion. As dinnertime drew nearer, my worries only intensified. I was barely able to eat anything at all today. I only had a sandwich and a glass of apple juice at lunchtime. I could feel my hands shaking as I got ready. Today was most definitely not a day for eyeliner. I expected the weather to become chilly, but as it was summertime and the sun was setting later, I didn’t want anything that would be too heavy or make me sweat. I settled on a baby blue form-fitting mid-length dress with a gorgeous side-slit, a pair of white strappy heels, a matching jac




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