Roryโs POVScott spun me around in his arms, pulling my soft body against his much harder one. I gasped and looked up from him, seeing the arousal painted across his features. Immediately, my body roared to life. I was shockingly aware of every place we touched, especially where our hips and chests were pressed together. My back arched lightly and my nipples tightened as his gaze darkened.โWhat are youโโ I started, but he interrupted me.โShh.โ He leaned down, silencing me with his lips. I responded to him instantly. Our lips pressed together hard, a little more than an innocent kiss. He pulled away by a hair, and the next time his lips touched mine it was even firmer. He gently pressed them against mine over and over again.It was amazingโฆ but I wanted more. I slid my hands up his arms, feeling the hot, tan skin stretching over his muscles. My fingers found his hair and threaded through it, tugging gently. He growled against my mouth, gently nipping my bottom lip. Getting
Scottโs POVIt had been over a week since Iโd last seen Rory, and it was grating on me hard. I tried ignoring it, but she was always at the back of my mind. โI havenโt seen you and Rory hanging out much,โ I said casually, not revealing any of my inner turmoil over her. Needy made a face. โShe hasnโt really been coming to school lately.โ That definitely caught my attention. Rory was one of the school's top students, and I knew she studied hard. I couldnโt think of why she wouldnโt be attending school. โThat seems unusual. Why stop going in the middle of the school year?โโProbably because sheโs a thief, or at least she was accused of being one.โ Needy looked up at me with an innocent smile on her face. โShe stole Sophiaโs necklace. It looks just like the one you gave her.โI couldnโt believe Rory would do such a thing. It was completely out of character for her. It also made no sense. Regardless, pushing Needy about it would just end in a fight. It would look suspicious on to
Roryโs POVDespite having almost a hundred students in the auditorium classroom, I felt like itwas just me and him. He kept looking at me and making subtle suggestions that made mefeel like he, too, felt it was just usโmy personal tutoring session with the most delicious eye candy. I glanced over at Needy and felt a little guilty thinking that, but not enough to stopdaydreaming about Scott.โOn a sadder note,โ Scott continued, โProfessor Sophia Hale is transferring toanother university. Friday will be her last day here. Professor Shaw and I will be dividing up her classes until the university is able to hire another person to ๏ฌll her spot. Though, that likely wonโt be until next semester.โI stared at him dumbfounded. Had he done this for me? It had to be him. It was the only one with that kind of power and in๏ฌuence. I could feel my cheeks ๏ฌushing as he smiled at me. I thought I saw the smallest of winks. I glanced over at Needy, but she was looking at her textbook
Roryโs POVScott took my jaw in his hands and looked down at me with lustful domination. My entire body submitted to him against my will. I still felt so hesitant, but I was helpless when it came to him. I wanted him and he knew it. He rubbed his dick a little more in his hand before pushing it deep into my throat. As soon as it went in, my entire mind went blank. I lost myself in the feeling of his dick in my throat. I sucked him hard, listening intently to his moans and sounds of pleasure. I tried to keep going with the movements that made him cry out louder, but he soon took my hair in his hand and guided my motions. It was almost too big to take all of it, but I did the best I could. It was all I could do to try to please him. Abruptly, he pulled himself out of my mouth and ordered me to get onto the bed. I backed up and lay down, spreading my legs open wide. I started rubbing myself and I was wetter than Iโve ever been. I had never yearned for someone like this before.
Roryโs POVNeedy was practically bouncing as we waited. I wasnโt sure what all the fuss was about but I waited with her. Sheโd been talking about this meeting and getting some โface timeโ for almost a week. I knew she had a strong interest in her fatherโs work, but this seemed a bit above and beyond. She continued to tap her foot so fast it was almost a blur. The keychain on her backpack swayed back and forth with a swift clinging sound with every moment of her foot. It was a bit annoying, but I didnโt say anything. It wasnโt long until a basic-looking, middle-aged man walked through the doors. His blond hair was light, light to the point of graying along the sides. His eyes held more wrinkles than they should have for someone his age and they were accented by the heavy glasses he wore. He wasnโt particularly attractive or memorable in appearance, but Needy seemed intrigued. He still walked like he was a man of importance and he knew that his time was coveted. โHello, Mr. Th
Roryโs POVI took my seat on the couch, and it just happened to be right next to where Scott was sitting. Needy had gone back to being interested in the rest of the men around us and the meeting about to take place. โI assume no one has an issue with my daughter, Kennedy, and her friend, Rory, joining us today?โ Scott asked, almost like he was daring someone to object. The room was silent. He nodded and stared forward. Now everyone looked at Needy with great interest and as if she were their ticket to get in with her father. Needy didnโt seem to mind. She seemed to love the attention and the opportunity to network. โThank you,โ I whispered. I tried to be quiet but I obviously, wasnโt quiet enough since several eyes turned to me. Scott smiled that intense smile he gave me when we were alone, but it faded quickly. โOf course, I wouldnโt want you to be uncomfortable.โ I could see a few of the men looking around and talking through their facial expressions. No one wanted t
Roryโs POVI should have felt better that Scott looked disgusted and instantly pushed the woman away. But I didnโt. She kept pressing in on Scott as if she was completely oblivious to his disinterest in her. โI must say, Scott, this haircut is not flattering on you. Why on earth would you change it?โ โI donโt give a damn what you like and I will wear my hair how I please,โ Scott answered begrudgingly. He seemed as if it was almost painful to talk to her. โDon't be so hard on me. We used to be husband and wife, dear,โ she replied. Scott snarled. She took the key from his pocket and pushed it into the lock on the door. Scott groaned and tried to pull her hand away, but the woman was faster than him. I looked at him expectantly and when he finally looked at me, he seemed to not understand my expression. The woman looked familiar but I couldnโt be certain. Needyโs parents had always been fighting, and we often spent playdates and sleepovers at my house. I made a suggestive l
Scottโs POVI couldnโt believe Eva had the nerve to show up like that. No one likes running into an ex, let alone having your ex-wife show up suddenly when on vacation, even if it was mostly a business trip. It wasnโt like Eva and I were good friends or even on great terms. I divorced her for a reason.On top of it, she thought she could treat Rory like shit. I felt terrible about how Rory was treated. The things Eva had said to her and accused her of were horrible. I hated seeing her spoken to in that way. It wasnโt fair and she didnโt deserve it.My mind continued to drift to Rory. I only half-listened as one of the executives of my company discussed projected outcomes and audience demographics. Instead, my focus was diverted to thoughts of my daughterโs best friend, our time together plagued my memories. I was constantly thinking of the way she felt beneath my hands and lips. There was more to her than that. She was smart and kind. I had seen her be a great friend and a posit
Roryโs POVย โWhat gave you an inkling that Iโm Antonyโs daughter?โ I asked Scott when he brought up the idea that I could be.โThere are too many coincidences. I, for one, donโt believe in them, and what makes you think you canโt possibly be his daughter?โโI had parents, Scott. I know people have said that I donโt look like either of my parents, but Iโm pretty sure Mom wouldโve told me if I were adopted or something like that.โโYou have to admit, most people look like at least one of their parents.โโIโm certain Hannahโs my mother. While lookalikes are common, I assure you Iโm not Anthonyโs daughter.โโIโm not,โ Scott retorted.โWhat are you implying?โ I asked.โIโm not implying anything. Iโm just saying thereโs a lot of evidence pointing to you being Antonyโs long-lost daughter. Donโt you want to know for sure?โโI am sure,โ I said, adamant in my convictions. Mother wouldnโt have carried on such an extensive s
Roryโs POVย I was getting excited about the way things were going in my life. Since Josieโs visit, Scott seemed more preoccupied. I figured it had something to do with his vast business network. I knew Josie had slowed down and she occasionally helped Scott with things, but I wasnโt worried.If he wanted to talk to me about it, he would. For now, I had my own career to deal with. I wanted more for myself, and I was bound and determined to get it.โYouโre doing well. Youโre nearly finished with your credits. Youโre reaching your goals,โ Tiffany said as we started our meeting. โWhat are your future plans?โโIโm not sure yet. Iโm still apprenticing at the gallery.โโHave you thought any more about studying abroad? I think that would be an excellent opportunity for you and your career.โI shook my head. I wasnโt ready to leave my life in Phoenix behind just yet. I wanted to live here and see where my relationship with Scott was going.
Scottโs POVย By the time Mom and I came back to the kitchen, Rory was fully dressed and wiping down the counters as if I hadnโt just had her up there with her panties on the floor ready to devour her like dessert.I grinned at her over Momโs shoulder. Her eyes were wide, and her cheeks were slightly flushed, but that could be attributed to the lingering heat in the kitchen from the cooling oven.โOh, hi, dear,โ my mother said. โIโm Josephine Harper, mother to this heathen.โโIโm no heathen,โ I said, but I couldnโt withhold my chuckle at her.โI saw the womanโs eyes widen, Scott,โ Mom said. โThereโs no telling what you were doing behind my back.โRory laughed and held out her hand to Mom. โNice to meet you, Mrs. Harper.โโOh, child, just call me Josie.โโYes, maโam,โ Rory agreed.โNone of that maโam business. Youโre Scottโs girlfriend.โBefore Rory could voice her opinion on the subject, I pulled her close
Scottโs POVย The sheets where Rory slept were cold to the touch. The cool sensation and the knowledge sheโd already left for the day made my eyes snap open. I stared at the indent in the pillow where her head had laid and sighed.Rory asserted her independence. She didnโt shout and roar it to the skies, but her subtlety wasnโt lost on me.In the mornings, Rory was gone. She left something for me if she knew I liked what sheโd made, and left a note telling me to have a good day, or reminding me to eat breakfast if she didnโt leave any.Sheย left the coffee pot ready for me. All I had to do was flip the switch and Iโd have fresh coffee. I stretched and contemplated our new way of being together.She didnโt need me half as much as she used to, and now, I felt adrift. While I respected her autonomy and felt she was rational and above board, I wanted her to need me.I did love her ability to be responsible, rational, and clear-headed.ย I co
Scottโs POVย By the time I got home, I felt like utter crap. My head ached, my body ached, and I was hot one minute and cold the next. The entire time I was away I shivered with the covers on, and then I threw them off, sweaty and overheated.My mind was in a bit of a fog, and my body felt limp. I was so glad to get home that I didnโt know what to do. I had the driver take me directly to the Villa Rory and I shared. I barely got through the door before I crash-landed in the bed.Iโd hoped Iโd find Rory home. I came home early from my business trip because there was no way I could work like this. My mind was muddled, my ribs hurt from coughing so much, and I couldnโt breathe without having to blow my nose every two minutes or so.I thought of Roryโs worry over me before I left. I remembered her lips on my forehead and my lips. I wondered if sheโd gotten whatever plague I seemed to be carrying, and decided to fly back home to see how she was.
Roryโs POVย As soon as our eyes met over Zacharyโs shoulder, Nicola ushered him away. I didnโt follow them. I was still in shock from what I saw.Heโd betrayed the best woman I knew, and how awful I felt for my friend. I wanted to cry for her, but I knew sheโd eventually be all right.The major issue I was having with my newfoundย knowledge was whether to tell her what Iโd seen. I knew what Iย wanted to do, but sometimes having a friend tell you that kind of news made the person want to punish the proverbial messenger. I would want to know immediately, but I couldnโt say the same for Zoe.I continued to shop for my items, all the while trying to figure out what to do. I was indecisive about this, but Iโd feel betrayed if Zoe knew and didnโt tell me.What to do? I kept thinking, as I mindlessly looked through the sales racks and pulled items in my size and my favorite colors.While I was looking through the lingerie section, Nicola caug
POV: RoryScott and I woke up and readied ourselves for the day. Scott wore a double-breasted suit and wingtips. He looked handsome in his suit, but he had a heavy cough he couldnโt seem to get rid of.โAre you alright?โ I asked as he rolled his bags out to the car and lifted them into the trunk. I adjusted the car seat to my height and changed the angles of the mirrorsย as Scott settled in the passenger seat.โIโm fine,โ he said, still coughing.I lifted my hand and touched the back of it to his forehead. He pulled my hand down and linked his long fingers through mine.โI said Iโm fine. Weโd better go before Iโm late.โโYou mean they wonโt hold the flight for you,โ I teased, trying to lighten his mood. Heโd been in a funk since the dinner with Zeke.โYou know Iโm using the jet, but I still like to be on time for these things.โโI know.โI didnโt like that cough. I wondered if he was coming down with something. I wanted t
Scottโs POVย Rory and I sat at the table eating breakfast. She had her tablet on the table and was checking off items on her to-do list and adding new ones. I had the newspaper open to the financial section. There was fresh fruit, cereal, coffee, and juice on the table.I didnโt quite understand Roryโs partiality for oatmeal, but she seemed to love the stuff. I couldnโt get Needy to look at the stuff nonetheless eat it, and I didnโt blame her. I hated the stuff. However, I did eat nasty olโ Corn Flakes,ย as Needy called them.I let my thoughts wander while surreptitiously watching Rory spoon up creamy oatmeal with bananas and strawberries in it. I smiled. There were some mornings she had raspberries or blueberries in her oats. I made sure to keep fresh fruits for her.There were other mornings that she had slivers of almonds with yogurt and fruits. She seemed to savor either breakfast choice, and still, I didnโt care for either of her choi
Roryโs POVย I was so excited when Scott suggested that we go to Antonyโs art exhibition. All I could think of at the time was being on his arm and being included in an outing that had nothing to do with business or protecting me from Needy or Nicola. This was something both of us would enjoy, and I was honored to be a part of it if only as Scottโs plus one.The gallery was lovely. I enjoyed viewing the art and listening to the discussions around me.There was an interesting point in the evening when there was a lull in the conversation and everyone seemed to be eating and drinking wine, when Antony tapped a dessert spoon against his glass.โIโd like to tell you of my newest quest. I am not only an artist. I am a father. I have a longstanding wish to locate my long-lost daughter. If I could just find her, Iโd love to leave my legacy to her.โI smiled at him, hoping he had luck with finding his daughter. Those gathered around at the exhibitio