MasukThat night, we finally arrived at the elegant restaurant Teddy had purchased. The moment we stepped inside, the warm ambient lighting and soft jazz music wrapped around us like an invitation. One of the waiters spotted us immediately and recognized Teddy. With a respectful nod, he guided us through the beautifully decorated dining room to our reserved table beside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window.We sat opposite each other, the city lights twinkling outside like scattered stars. Neither of us could stop staring. The air between us still crackled with the memory of what had happened earlier—our bodies tangled, breathless, and completely lost in each other.Soon, the waiter returned with our orders. We had started with fresh oysters Rockefeller and a shared plate of warm, herb-crusted bread with aged balsamic and olive oil. For the main course, I chose the pan-seared salmon with lemon risotto and asparagus, while Teddy went for the perfectly grilled filet mignon with roasted garl
“Take off your shirt and bra,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “Then lie down in the middle of the bed. Can you do that for me?”I swallowed, my breath trembling. “Yes…” The authoritative edge in his tone sent a shiver of excitement through me. Without hesitation, I peeled off my shirt and bra, then lay completely naked in the center of the bed, heart pounding with anticipation.He looked like a god as he approached—tall, powerful, and devastatingly handsome—with raw desire burning in his piercing blue eyes. He climbed onto the bed and knelt beside me, his body hovering close.“Do you trust me?” he asked softly.“Yes,” I whispered.“Just relax,” he murmured. “It’s nothing we haven’t done before. I just want to feel you.”I drank in the sight of his hard, sculpted body as he leaned down and pressed a tender kiss to my forehead. His lips trailed lower while his fingers found the zipper of my trousers. In one smooth motion, he slid my pants and panties down together, leaving me fu
He continued licking and sucking my breasts with such hunger and devotion that soft whimpers kept escaping my lips. His touch was driving me crazy. Then I felt one of his hands slide down to the zipper of my pants, tugging it open.“Oh, Teddy — no sex until later, remember?” I said gently, catching his hand with a playful smile. “I thought you could handle it.”But his entire expression changed in an instant. The desire in his eyes dimmed, replaced by something darker. His mood shifted so suddenly it left me stunned. He pulled away without a word and walked past me, sitting heavily on the edge of the bed.I stood there for a second, surprised and worried. Then I quickly followed, sitting beside him and placing my hand on his strong arm. “Teddy, what’s wrong? Are you angry at me?”“No, no, baby,” he said quietly, shaking his head. He ran his hands over his face and pushed his hair back, looking pained. “I’m just angry at myself. God… I’m such a freak.”My heart clenched at the self-loa
I absolutely loved how peaceful and breathtaking the place was. It was the perfect backdrop for our romantic getaway.I reached into my back pocket, pulled out my phone, and checked the time. It was almost 4:00 p.m. Smiling to myself, I quickly dialed my mom’s number. She picked up on the second ring.“Hello, my sugar,” she answered, her voice warm and full of love. “How is everything going?”“Everything is going so well,” I replied happily. “We just settled in. How is everybody over there?”It took her a moment before she answered. “We’re all good. We just hope you’re having a great time.”"I am," I said with a smile. "Is everything okay? Hope nothing happened?” I asked, growing curious about her hesitation.“Oh no, Payton, nothing is happening,” she said with a light laugh. “Just enjoy yourself. You deserve to be happy, my love.”“Thank you so much, Mom. I love you so much.”“I love you too, my baby girl.” We both burst into laughter, the familiar sound warming my heart.“Alright th
That same morning, after saying our goodbyes to my family, Teddy and I set off for our little getaway. I was behind the wheel of my brand-new car — still barely able to believe it was actually mine — while Teddy sat in the passenger seat, giving me directions with that calm, confident voice of his. The roads stretched out ahead of us, winding through sun-dappled trees and open fields. I had never been this happy in such a long time. Pure, bubbling joy filled my chest until I felt like I might float right out of the driver’s seat. Please, God, I prayed silently, let this feeling last forever. Teddy was everything I never knew I needed — patient, thoughtful, and full of the most wonderful surprises. I couldn’t stop stealing glances at him. The way the sunlight caught his features, the easy smile that played on his lips whenever he caught me looking… I was completely smitten. I felt so lucky to know him. Even luckier to love him.After a couple of hours, we finally pulled up to a stunni
Payton's POVI woke up the next morning feeling... extraordinary. Sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, warming my skin as I stretched lazily beneath the sheets. For the first time in what felt like forever, I had slept deeply and peacefully. A contented smile tugged at my lips when I reached out, expecting to find Teddy’s warm body beside me. But the bed was empty. He was gone. But I knew he didn't want to disturb my sleep since I was so into it that I didn't realize when he left. He is so sweet.I took a slow, deep breath, my heart still fluttering from the memories of last night. God, it had been perfect. He had been so gentle, so attentive, treating my body like something precious. Every touch, every whispered word, every lingering kiss had made me feel cherished in a way I’d never thought I would experience again. I’d never imagined I could be this happy, this loved once again.I let out a small sigh before climbing out of bed. After getting dressed, I quietly slipped o
Back in the hotel lobby, the air felt thick with everything unsaid.“Take me to your room,” I whispered.“Payton, stop. Not like this.” Teddy’s voice was gentle as he brushed the tears from my cheeks. “You’re just angry.”“No. I want to be with you tonight. Nothing has to happen—just comfort me, Te
We paused, frozen, as his office phone erupted into relentless ringing. Neither of us moved. I blinked a few times, then gently pressed my palm against his chest, easing him back.“You should get that,” I said quietly.His expression darkened in an instant—anger flashing through those fearless eyes
That Saturday evening I escaped to my favorite dimly lit bar, the one with the low jazz and amber lighting that made everything feel like a secret. I ordered my usual—a dirty martini, extra olives—and then another. And another. Richard had left again that morning for another “critical” trip. No goo
The moon shone brighter than usual that evening, casting a soft, silvery glow over our quiet suburban neighborhood. I was thrilled because my husband, Richard, was finally coming home after a grueling two-week business trip. To surprise him, I slipped into a fancy, sexy red nightgown that hugged my







