“I need to show you how a queen should be treated, and make sure you know that you should never settle for the second best.”She finally freed my finger from the grip of her teeth, and I let my index and middle finger stroke down her chin, and further down her neck. Then over her collarbones and down between her breasts, and I kept holding her gaze to make sure I would pick up on even the tiniest sign that could tell me she felt uncomfortable. But her eyes were fiery, and her lips were moist and parted, nonverbally telling me she wanted more.“May I show you?”She swallowed a moan when my fingers dipped lower, and took the trip down her abs.“Yes,” she whispered, and her eyes wandered to my lips. Then they closed when I finally reached between her legs and stroked my fingers where I knew she wanted it the most.“You’re beautiful.”I circled the contours of her pussy over her night shorts, and watched her spontaneous reaction. Her jaw slacked, her knees buckled, and she gripped my tank
“Hello, Satan.”“What do you want?” Bree barked.“Why did you cancel Martina’s order?”She laughed overbearingly.“Oh, that... Those flowers were hideous. Who wants to have Lilies of the Valley at their wedding?”My jaw dropped. The audacity!“You canceled the flowers, too?” I asked in disbelief.“Uhm, yeah? Someone has to take charge around here when you don’t. As always, you’re too busy screwing around to be useful at all.”“Me? How about leaving it to Martina? She’s the bride.”Once again, that mean chortle.“Yeah, right... She doesn’t have a clue what she’s doing. She even admitted so, and that’s why she asked for help.”“Help, yes. To pick out the napkins and arrange who should sit next to each other at the reception. Not you turning into the wedding planner from hell!”“Like you would know anything about that? You didn’t even help at your own wedding. You barely participated at all. And when you finally showed, you were hungover and disgusting. If it wasn’t for dad literally thr
“You’re quiet,” he said.“So there is someone. Who?”“I can’t tell you,” I muttered. I didn’t feel like being judged more than I already had.“Why?”“Because I can’t have her.”I actually felt sad saying that, and it scared me. Why the hell was I so obsessed with her?“And why is that?”I swallowed and contemplated what to say or not.“Because she’s too young and she’s married to someone else.”The doctor nodded and took more notes.“So you have set a limit for yourself. That’s good.”“Not really,” I mumbled, and he raised his eyebrows, expecting me to tell more.“I wouldn’t normally care about that. I mean, if she’s up for it...”I shrugged. There was the usual nonchalance and the detachment. It was shocking really how little I actually cared about other people’s feelings. What I did yesterday to make sure Catherine got her wish fulfilled, was a solid proof. And I didn’t really think about the consequences until now. I’d ruined a marriage for two people who loved each other. Damn.“A
“What?” I asked and shrugged.“You’re drinking a lot.”“No, I don’t.”She didn’t reply and that made me slightly insecure and quite pissed.“I like to drink, but I’m not an alcoholic if that’s what you think.”“Doesn’t matter. It’s unhealthy.”I groaned.“Everyone knows it’s bad for you, you don’t need to lecture me. But it’s a slow and delicious death.”I smirked and sat back.“I don’t only drink alcohol, though.”She raised an eyebrow and waited.“I drink a lot of tea. Actually, I even eat it.”I thoroughly enjoyed her confusion.“How is that possible?”“Oh, it’s possible.”I nodded to myself and signed for the waiter for another drink, just to piss her off. This date was actually starting to get interesting.“No, seriously. How can you eat something that is wet?” she pushed, and I already knew she’d hate the answer. Did I care? Not at all. It was funny as fuck. So I leaned forward on my elbows and locked my eyes with hers, while I grinned mischievously. Then I lowered my voice as i
Now, if the tables turned and you’re the one who was tying the ropes and holding the whip...“Shut up, Aar,” I mumbled to myself, and I felt her eyes burn into my skull.“What did you say?”“Uhm... Nothing. Oh! Look! My wife is coming,” I lied, and waved to a couple of ladies who just arrived. And by pure luck, one of them waved back. Her flickering eyes and confused smile was probably calling my bluff, but it distracted Ms. Vampire enough for me to pull out of her grip. I didn’t even say goodbye. I just ran towards the woman, threw my arms around her and kissed her until she started to protest.“Please play along!” I whisper-yelled into her ear, before I begged her with my eyes. But of course my drunken brain didn’t know where to draw the line, and I ended up cupping the globes of her ass and digging my face into her cleavage while blowing raspberries, until she pushed me away. Then there was a loud scoff and a slap, before she stormed off together with her friend. But the sting on m
She was close now. I knew from the way she was clinging to me, and how badly her legs were shaking. And I could hear some of her incoherent nonsense, just like last time.I stopped when she was about to tip over the edge. Every single fiber in me was screaming to be inside of her. To feel her velvety muscles clenching around my girth as I carefully pushed inside her. To bring her even more pleasure than I already did. So I pressed my forehead against hers and made her look at me, and grabbed her hand and placed it on my bulge. And just by the use of my gaze I made her understand what I wanted.“Yes.”One word that barely reached my ears, yet spoke in volumes so loud that it made my body explode. A slow explosion that kept building until it felt like I couldn’t take it anymore. I have never been as hard as I was now without bursting, and I already knew I wouldn’t last long. But I hurriedly pulled down our pants and underwear just enough to get access, and I continued rubbing her while
“There you are!” Melanie exclaimed when she saw me and waved me over.“We were just talking about going shopping for a while.”“We? As in...?”Please not me!“Catherine and I. The meeting with Drew Davis is at 2pm, and there’s not much happening before that. So if you don’t mind answering the phone while I’m gone, then I’ll take a couple of hours off, and us girls will finish with lunch at noon.”Both ladies smiled from ear to ear, and I was so relieved that I felt like jumping up and down.“Yes!” I said a bit too eagerly, and everybody stared at me.“Uhm... I mean, that sounds great.”“I’ll take you to pick up your car afterwards,” Catherine suggested, but I was quick to protest.“No! Gray will do that. Won’t you, Gray?”He didn’t hesitate to pick up on my plea.“Yeah, sure.”But Miklasruined it.“Muff’s,” he said.“We’re having the weekly checkup, remember?”I cursed inwardly and Gray gave me a look that was both apologetic and gave me a warning. And Catherine was about to say somet
“I know you too well,” she said, trying to sound triumphant. But there was something behind the tone in her voice that told me she was sad for some reason.“What do you usually watch, then? Don’t tell me you’re one of those people who hates porn, because I don’t believe that for a second.”“Of course not,” she giggled, and blushed.“I watch movies and sometimes DIY videos on YouTube about how to upcycle old clothes and furniture.”“Hah. Interesting.”I honestly had no idea she was the creative type. She always seemed so superficial. The topics didn’t interest me at all, but still...“What kind of movies do you like?”“You know, the usual girlie stuff. Romcoms and musicals.”I groaned. Of course she did. I already knew she had a pink bedspread with a flower-patterned throw, and a ton of fluffy pillows.“And you? Let me guess; action and thrillers?”“Well... Close. Thrillers and horror movies. And I like documentaries.”“God, those are so lame,” she huffed, and I laughed. I didn’t know