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You've probably noticed that I've been struggling to keep a steady updating schedule these last few weeks. My older readers may be aware but I have a busy schedule. I'm a student, and I also juggle a full time job in addition to writing and while I love writing it's becoming increasingly difficult to keep up with my schedule. I either disappoint my readers or myself and that's something I don't want to do. Plus I've been suffering from a severe writers block. I feel like everything I write is trash and I'm not sure if my new chapters align with the story I originally intended to tell. So because of this I've decided to take a break. At least for a week. I'll try and be back once the week is over. I want to use this time to go through my notes of the story as well as re-read this book but most importantly I want to use this time to rest. I think a huge reason for my burnout is because I'm stressed. A friend advised me to take a break and she's right. I need it and as much as I've been trying to deny it my body has done an excellent job at pointing it out several times this last week. From falling sick to recovering and then falling ill again. I hope you understand the reason for my decision. I want to create a story I'm proud of and one you'll love and I can't do that if I constantly feel like everything I'm writing is terrible. Again I hope you understand. I'll be back soon but until then see you soon. Thank You â¤ď¸Elle.According to my best friends, the morning after a one-night stand is usually when the awkwardness sets in.It doesn't matter that youâve both seen each other naked or youâve both put your mouths in places you maybe shouldnât have, youâll still want your privacy in the morning to get dressed. Not to mention that the guy you brought home might not look as attractive as he did when the alcohol was buzzing in your system and the club lights were dim.In simple terms, the morning after a one-night stand is usually a shit show.Which is why I pretend to be asleep even though I know I can feel my husbandâs lips glide down my back in a path of kisses.A giggle slips out from when his breath tickles my lower back but I press my lips to stop it from leaving fully.He chuckles and continues his assault until my breathing is no longer calm and Iâm pressing more than just my lips together.âI know youâre awake, angelâ His deep voice murmurs gruffly against my skin.Shit.I slowly pry my eyes
Elle.My heart is about to explode.Thatâs the only explanation as to why itâs beating so fast.Aaron is inside me, and I almost wish I could say the reality doesnât measure up to the wild expectations Iâd built in my head. But it does. If anything, it surpasses them completely.âFuck, baby,âFuck is right.I feel so full. His cock is stretching me in the most delicious way and I have no idea how to deal with the strain except by moving away or at the very least trying to.But he stops me. His hands leave the mattress and slide under my hips, digging his fingers in my skin with a possessive strength Iâm sure is going to cause a bruise later but I donât care. I like that it hurts."Don't move," he grunts, âStay right here and take it.â He pulls back so he can sit on his heels, my legs spread over his thighs. Iâm completely open to him. So open that he can see his cock sliding in and out of my wet cunt without even trying.His thrusts are agonisingly deep, like heâs trying to reach a p
I'm Back!!!Hope You guys enjoyed the update because I certainly enjoyed writing them.Updates pick up on Monday and things are going to get Intresting so stay tuned.What do you think is going to happen next?
Aaron.I suck in a sharp breath as the most beautiful woman I have ever seen decides to pull a move that renders me entirely speechless.She steps over her towel, lightly kicking it to the side so she can move closer and if by some miracle I was still breathing before, I sure as hell am not breathing now.Her name leaves my lips on an exhale and she looks up at me with doe-like eyes that render me powerless.âI donât want to go to bed.â She says, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper.Another man, a stronger man, would take the tremble in her jaw as a sign that she's not ready and leave this closet.But I am not that man.For her, I am weak. So fucking weak.It takes everything for me to walk to her and not run and kiss her like the deranged man that I probably am.I could touch her if I wanted to but I donât. I wait for her to come to me.Her chest rises and falls with shuddering breaths and I take in the sight of her tight nipple peaking up at me, practically begging for me to p
ElleI feel like I should prefix this by saying that this is the best date Iâve ever been on.Well, itâs the only date Iâve ever been on but Iâm pretty sure that even if Iâve been on other dates they wouldnât compare to this one.âAre you ready to leave?â Aaron asks me as the server clears up the last of our dessert plates. âYeah,â I reply. Iâm so stuffed I doubt that I could fit anything else in my stomach even if he begged me to.We talked a lot during dinner. Well, mostly I talked a lot but he was more than willing to listen and answer all my questions. And I learned a lot about his past.For instance, I learned that when he was five he tried to jump off the roof of his house to see if he could fly. Luckily, a maid caught him before he hurled himself off the roof and found out he couldnât.He promised to be open to me and so far he was doing a terrific job. So terrific in fact, it made me not want this date to end.Aaron is the first to get up. He fishes out his wallet from his p
ElleâAre you really not going to tell me where weâre going?â I ask Aaron for what is most definitely the hundredth time since we got into the car.The corner of his lips curls up just the slightest as he shakes his head, once again choosing silence.So far, I've spent the last 30 minutes trying to get him to tell me where weâre going, but Iâve done a shit job not only of getting him to talk but also of putting my mind at ease.And not to mention, I was going crazy with guessing.At first, I thought it was going to be something casual but still tasteful but that thought went straight out the window the second I laid eyes on the dress he sent for me.Maureen brought it in this morning and I couldnât help but marvel at the deep emerald fabric she held up for me to try.The dress was beautiful but most importantly it fit me like a glove, clinging to my curves and providing a warm contrast against my skin. It made me feel sexy and the look Aaron gave me when I first stepped out in it only
AaronElle throws her arms around my neck and brings me down to her lips the moment I step through the door of our bedroom.It takes my mind a full second to catch up with what is happening, and when it does, I wrap my hand around her waist and snake the other behind her neck, into the thick luscio
Elle"Strip"I stare up at my husband as the authoritative manner in which he orders me to take off my clothes causes a row of shivers to crash along my skin.Anticipation builds low in my belly, and I find myself reaching down and fiddling nervously with the hem of his shirt.When I kissed him ear
ElleThe following morning when I wake up, Aaron is gone. His side of the bed is warm and empty except for a folded-up slip of paper resting on top of his pillow.I manage to hoist myself into a sitting position and reach for the note, my eyes still groggy with sleep.Elle,Had to leave before you
Elle"I can't believe you guys brought me to the mall", I say while pushing hangers of blue striped cotton sweaters to the side to examine their more feminine, pink counterparts."What were you expecting?" Zoey grabs a blouse from the rack, "You do realise that Christmas is only a month away?"When







