EMBERLY* The morning started like many others. I woke up nestled in tightly against Derrick's warm chiseled body. His masculine scent invaded my nostrils, and his shaft poked from his sleeper shorts between my legs. I tried not to move because my alarm had not gone off, and neither had Derrick's. It was also pitch black in the room, so I knew it was maybe six in the morning. With me, who knows? I was thirsty, and I needed to pee something fierce. I looked up and saw the water bottle on the nightstand that Derrick had placed there for me last night. My handsome man is always looking out for me. He knows I often wake up in the middle of the night parched and needing something to drink to sate my thirst. I shifted some, and Derrick tightened his grip on me. I hated to do it, but I slowly got out of bed, and Derrick groaned. "Mmm...Ember, come back to bed," Derrick murmured. "I'll be back," I said as I quickly walked to the bathroom. After relieving myself, I swished some mouthwash in

DERRICK "It would be nice if you could arrive earlier with your orders. Especially considering you want items shipped overnight. We have enough time to ship off the U.S. orders, but we won't be able to ship the overseas orders until tomorrow morning," the postmaster said as she scanned the orders. "I understand. I will do my best to get here earlier from now on. Would it help to bring orders throughout the day from now on? My sister and I are new to this, and I want to make things easier for you all." "Perhaps bringing items twice a day would be best. There are several post offices as well throughout the city." "I will get something figured out. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." I paid for the shipping charges and ran a hand through my hair as I walked to my car. Why my parents thought it would be ok to let all of the employees go is beyond me. Emberly and I need all hands on deck to make this business run smoothly. *** "Emberly, I'm home. Where are you?" I called out as I scan

DERRICK* "You said what now?" I asked as I paced around the living room. "Look, Derrick, I don't expect you to understand. I had to tell mom something. Besides, any suspicions they had about us would go out the window. I think I made the right call. We need to see if we can get Skylar and Brock on board," Emberly explained as she wrung her hands over her lap and watched me pace. "Let me get this right. You want me to pretend I'm dating someone you don't like, someone I was pretty close to fucking once. Do I look like I want to see Brock all over you? Brock wants to fuck you, Emberly. No, I don't like this, not one bit," I growled, sat down, then stood and paced again. "You have a point, but it would only be every once and a while when we are around mom and dad." "I get your point, but I think we should get someone else to help us out. You told mom Brock was older right?" I massaged the tension out of my neck as I paced around the living room. "Maybe we could get Cooper or Daniel

EMBERLY* I patiently wait as Derrick strokes and braids the Japanese silk rope in shibari knots from my lower torso up and around my breast, then up and over my shoulders as he weaves the material along my spine. I relish in the feeling of my breast jutting out between the bindings of the silk rope that tingle and throb, making my core pound. I can feel my fluids coating the inner layer of my thighs. I do my best to keep from coming as Derrick works his magic. He sucks and nibbles at my flesh as he works the silk rope and knots up and down my back. Derrick's hooded gaze meets my own as he puts me in a standing position. He licks and fingers my sex before binding the outer edges of my folds up and around my glutes. He then weaves the rope down each of my legs to my ankles. The only appendages free are my arms since Derrick will soon have me suspended in wrist restraints. I moaned and fisted Derrick's hair as he fingered my pussy. He lapped my bud, swirling like a tornado, which brough

EMBERLY* "We need to go swimming. This may be our only chance for a while," Derrick said suddenly, out of the blue, while lounging on the couch and watching television. I turned my head, resting in his lap, and Derrick's fingers stopped kneading my scalp. I furrowed my brows, wondering what had gotten into him. I wonder what caused him to abruptly change his mind about doing pretty much nothing today. I can admit I was growing bored myself. Our Sundays are always packed with activities and spending time with our parents. Derrick and I never have free time just for us, ever. Swimming sounds excellent. However, neither of us has swum in a pool since last Summer. That was a momentous day. Derrick and I fought and then had some fantastic makeup sex in our home gym. It's hard to believe; we went from being enemies to living together and being in a relationship. "Let's add an appearance at the gym first and then take a dip in the pool," I said as I sat up and turned off the television ser