Nickson covered Blakely's lips with his index finger. Blakely felt nervous standing this close in front of Nickson. Especially since her wrists were tied and Nickson was in complete control. "I promise it won't hurt you." "But..." “Ssshh… You will like it.” Nickson gently kissed Blakely's lips and silenced all the words that almost escaped her sexy lips. He moved his lips slowly, guiding Blakely's lips to follow his movement, then stroked Blakely's waist gently to relax her. Nickson didn't want the tension to overwhelm Blakely because it would reduce the pleasure he was about to give her. All he wanted right now, Blakely was enjoying his every touch and they were mutually satisfying each other. As time went on, Blakely became more and more immersed in Nickson's lip and tongue play. Her head felt dizzy. The mist of passion blinded her. The tension had been driven away from her body and replaced by an overwhelming sense of comfort. She had even

“Blakely, this is really pretty.” “Mom, are we going to have dinner here?” Hulya had just come with Arthur, she seemed satisfied to see how her daughter-in-law made decorations for dinner with Nickson today. Hulya supported Blakely to do all of this. That's why she offered to pick up Arthur at school today so Blakely could focus on getting all the surprises ready. And Hulya also plans to take Arthur out to dinner with her tennis club friends. Right now she was just stopping by to take a peek at the preparations Blakely was making. And she really likes how it turned out. "Thank you. Sorry dear, but today you are going to spend the night with your grandma.” After Blakely hugged Hulya, she crouched down in front of Arthur and stroked the top of his head gently. She regretted not being able to have dinner with him. Lately, they have become more compact to always have dinner at the dining table with Nickson at home. "Why can’t I have dinner with you guys here?" "Not like that. Next ti

"Talk to me now." "Hmm... what. Don't tease me, Nick." Blakely looked at Nickson with her eyes half closed. Her chin pressed against Nickson's hard chest. She was enjoying the soft caress of Nickson's hands on her back. Oh yeah, this is really embarrassing. If Blakely was in her normal state, she couldn't possibly look like this. But they just made love in normal conditions and without alcohol. Blakely was extremely tired, and especially sleepy from the soft caress on her back. "I just want to hear your voice." Nickson kissed the top of Blakely's head, inhaling the very fragrant and soothing scent of the shampoo. "You can hear my voice now." “Hoarse and sexy. You make me want to eat you again." Blakely huffed and slapped Nickson in the chest lightly. Nickson burst out laughing and caught Blakely's hand to bring to his lips. "You know, you're super hot tonight." He kissed Blakely's fingers gently. "Say something else. I'

"Morning, Nickson." "Morning Harriet." Harriet stood up from her chair, looking surprised at how messy Nickson looked than the previous day. Lately, she can understand Nickson's appearance is not as perfect as he used to be because Nickson is currently experiencing very heavy household problems. But this time Nickson's appearance was worse than he had been a few days ago. This morning Nickson came in in a turquoise shirt and navy blue tie which doesn't suit his style at all. The suit he wore today also looked wrinkled and untidy. But what was worse than the appearance of his attire was the extremely disheveled state of Nickson's face. His normally neatly combed copper hair suddenly looked so disheveled like it had just been swept away by a tornado. "Was there a tornado this morning?" Harriet had intended to crack a joke, but Nickson seemed to be at his worst today. “Please postpone all my scheduled meetings today to tomorrow. Tell everyone not to bother me because I don't want to s

The window curtains opened wide causing Blakely to groan in protest. She will scold anyone who has disturbed her deep sleep and made her have to end her very beautiful dream. It was really beautiful because in her dream she had just been kissed by a handsome man. But someone who opened the curtains of her room had ruined all her sweet dreams. "Time to wake up, sleeping beauty. How long are you going to stay in my bed?” "Oh yeah, thanks for reminding me, Tiffany, that I'm staying over at your house." Blakely snorted in annoyance. She sat ruffling her hair which was already too long, then yawned wide only to make Tiffany disgusted to see her. She knew that Tiffany was of the same species as Nickson, they were Mr. and Ms. Prefect. Tiffany can't stand to see something that looks messy and imperfect in front of her. Including her appearance of waking up which according to her is not very beautiful. "I'm fine with you staying here. You make me never lonely.