It was another therapy session and despite the awkwardness of the class, Rachael decided to get practical with her work. "Massages?" Xavier asked to ensure he heard correctly, but the grin on her face said it all."Yes they are said to improve your mood and also help you feel relaxed""And you want to try it out on me?" he asked and she nodded with a witty smile on her face. "Now? ""I don't see why not. We can't try it any other time apart from therapy class." She shrugged. Although Xavier wasn't comfortable with the arrangements he allowed her."So my mum always used this technique for me a while ago," she said as she went behind him and subsequently slipped her hands into his chest.Xavier was amazed. "Can't it be done from outside the shirt?" He asked because he wasn't sure he could handle her touching him like that. He might end up losing his mind. If just talking to her did something to him, her hands on him might just make him lose the last bit of self-control."No this is how
"Fuck" he groaned, the moment it went it. He started slowly at first, making sure she got used to his size and adjusted to it.Rachael moaned out in pleasure as her mound became filled with his shaft. It was so huge that she did not doubt how it could reach her womb if it managed to go in fully. It eventually went in completely and her moan intensified.He picked up the pace, ramming into her cunt at the same time, kissing her on the lips. His other hand found its way to her breast and squeezed it, causing her to moan more loudly. He flipped her around and slipped his shaft into her well-moist mound once again. "Fuck" he mumbled under his breath. " you are so wet" he groaned out in pleasure. He continued fucking her recklessly which she loved. She loved the way he filled her up completely. The pleasure made her moan so loud that she was sure some of the guards heard her, but she didn't care. Xavier didn't also.He pressed his hands on her abdomen while still fucking her and she scr
After getting her paycheck and an extra thousand dollars, Rachael ought to be happy, but instead, she was staring at a group of police officers at her door with dismay written on her face."Mrs. Rachael Anderson," the less steely blonde pudgy cop said to Rachael who looked devastated. They all stood in the way, blocking the door while one of them was slightly closer to her than the rest. The look in his eyes held distrust as if she was going to bolt off any second."Yes," she clung her bathrobe over her body as water dripped from her wet hair. She was just getting out of the shower when she heard the knock on the door and was abruptly terrified to find a troop of police officers by her door."We would like to take you to accompany us to the police station for questioning," the distrustful one said, making it look like she had discretion when in a real sense if she told them no, they would bundle her up in handcuffs and force her anyway."What is this about?" she asked even though she
After being interrogated by detective Silvia, Rachael was devastated, but her mood lit up when she saw Xavier at the reception, quarreling with the officer. He stopped when he saw her approaching him."Xavier" she called out, trying not to act too excited, but she felt secure with him around. One minute she was scared of her own shadow, now she felt invulnerable.He beckoned on her and they both walked out of the station. The moment they got out, he turned to ask her. "What did the officers ask you?""Questions relating to the case. At this point, I'm so confused. I don't remember anything from that night. I am not even a heavy sleeper, but I slept like a pig while a man was being murdered." She raised her palm to her head as she exhaled sharply. "This is so confusing"Something flashed in his eyes while she babbled, but it was too fast to be deciphered. "Let's go inside the car," he let out, totally ignoring the topic Rachael ranted about.He always averted anything that involved br
*******"Listen, miss Davies, you were never at the hotel with Hardy Collin " Mr. Smith the supposed lawyer, Xavier hired to coach her before the trial said and she was astounded.Rachael looked at Xavier who didn't say anything to ensure he heard what the lawyer uttered, but the look on his face didn't hold the confusion she thought it would."But I was there""You'll end up going to jail if you say that," the black-haired Asian middle-aged lawyer said and Xavier nodded to show he agreed with everything that was being said."The CCTV has footage of me leaving the room. I can't lie when there's proof. The receptionist might even recognize me. She was the one who checked us in" she explains, pointing out the obvious. She knew with the CCTV camera footage and testimony from the receptionist, she might go to jail.Xavier finally spoke up "The receptionist and the footage will be taken care of, just do as he says" he advised her."So what should I say then because they already have my rec
"I can't with him!"Anthony shouted in anger while Jerry caressed his shoulder in a bid to soothe his anger, but his outrage needed more than that to be subsided."He will probably kill the innocent girl and cause a big problem for our confraternity" Anthony spat out in outrage."Did you tell him this?" "I did, but you know how Richard can be. He is more after drama than wisdom. Xavier has done his best to stay out his way, but he just keeps pushing""How sure are you that he will kill the lady?"Anthony scoffed. "I fucking know Richard. He wouldn't just have a meeting with her to talk about pretty princesses. He is either going to kidnap or better still kill her to make sure he gets back at Xavier""But Claudia's death was a mistake and it was partly Richards's fault. Why would he have his fiance nearby in a gunfight"Anthony sighed as he rummaged his hand through his hair. "He doesn't realize Xavier is a crazy person. Crazier than him and if he gets angry at Richard, then confratern
The slow caress she felt on her cheek was what woke Rachael up. She looked around, squinting her eyes as her head banged due to a hangover. She was quick to discover she wasn't in the bar anymore. She looked up at the man who caressed her chin but couldn't recognize him. His strange powerful aura didn't fail to strike fear into her heart as she gazed at his intense dark eyes."Who are you?" she asked in a very strained voice, still looking around the partially gloomy room that had stacks of sack bags heaped all over the place. Inwardly, she concluded it was a warehouse, but how did she get there? She couldn't recollect anything."I've seen you in papers and television, but you are much more prettier in real life" he brought his wide hands to caress her face again, but she shifted from his grip."What are you going to do with her?" Rachael heard a familiar voice and she peered her eyes through the darkness to see who it was. The place wasn't particularly dark, but the strong light that
Rachael was famished, but she still stared at the food kept in front of her in aversion. Richard noticed her retaliation and dropped the fork back on the tray."Why?" He asked and Rachael stared at him in wonder alongside astonishment. Did he expect her to eat comfortably when she was held against her will?"I don't want anything from you" she whispers loud enough for him to hear the contempt in her voice."The alcohol you had yesterday night surely rendered you hungry. Stop pretending" he said to her, but Rachael didn't budge.When he got frustrated by her stubbornness, he grabbed her by the chin and pressed his index finger and thumb against her chin to force her mouth open. After much struggle, Rachael finally gave in to his strong grip and opened her mouth. He inserted the fork filled with bacon into the tiny hole he managed to create and withdrew his hand, giving her death stares, daring her to spit it out.Tears welled up in her eyes as she ate the food which had a metallic tast