Behind the scenes のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

He returned when I was finishing the last of my grapes, I had waited patiently for him, so we would feed the grapes to each other, but he was taking too long, and they looked so good, I could not wait any longer, I had to eat them. In his hands were my clothes, different styles but one theme, formal, he dropped the three clothes on the bed, spreading them out, staring hard at them. I knew he was picking out clothes for me, a warm feeling spread from my belly, I had a Dom now, all of my posts and thoughts would no longer be out of reach, he was right here, and he was perfect. “This. Take a shower and wear this.” He pointed at the black dress with the zipper in front.My smile vanishes, that was odd, he didn’t look at me, he was taking the remaining two that didn’t pass the test back outside, with his other hand, he pushes the trolley back outside, and I am left staring at his back. I have read posts that said their Doms were unfriendly, they didn’t have a relationship where they

When I finally accepted the fact that my parents were not going to come back, I was too old for most families, they would come wanting babies, wide eyed toddlers, or very young children. I was preteen, so I watched as one of the kids got picked randomly. I used to pray, make wishes, pray even harder, to get adopted, and it never happened, thinking it would be rainbows and sparkles, nothing would ever go wrong in my life again if I was adopted. I thought I had the most messed up luck, my birth parents didn’t want me, no other family wanted me... I never thought I might be luckier than those who got picked. I look over at my silent driver, he hadn’t said anything when he came back to the car, he only helped me with my seat belt, his fingers worked gently, and patiently, even when his expression was still very tight with fury. His lips brushed my forehead ever so softly, it was the kiss I knew but different. He doesn’t say a word to me, and I worry he might have been angry for speakin

When I wake up the next morning, it is with a renewed sense of purpose, there was nothing I could do about his father, but I could definitely lift up his spirits. He wasn’t in bed when my eyes peeled open, and there was no noise from the tea corner, so I suspect he was at the gym. Good, I wanted to join him there, I bet he would love it.My ring glistened, caught in the morning sun, distracting me from going in search of him, I hold the ringed finger to my chest, biting my lip so I don’t squeal, although all I want to do is scream my head off, I got collared, well, ringed, but it was the same thing. I had dreams about this day for so long, and now it was here, and it was beautiful.The thrill of my phone wiped the smile off my face, and the caller ID turned the confused frown into an annoyed glare. I pick it up though, since I was still obliged to pick calls from my agency.“Rachel Greene speaking.” I didn’t mean to sound monotone, but they will get what I give.“You haven’t been an

“Would both of you mind joining us for dinner? I already asked Joanne, she said to ask you.” I say when I realize they were both waiting for me to talk, I made sure every trace of venom in my voice was gone before speaking, if they didn’t hear me talking to Hank, they wouldn’t tell the difference. Clay sighed, Abed’s brows fly up in question.“There was this really huge, tasty looking salmon back home.”“Fine. You got me there.” he turned to Abed with a triumphant smirk, “I guess I will be eating of the salmon.”Abed looked away from him friend and instead walked up to my side of the car, opening the door for me, I look between them, Abed’s unreadable expression, Clay’s triumphant one, I think the salmon was not for them. “Giving them the salmon was a wrong move huh?” I ask once he starts driving, he kissed the top of my head, but he stays silent.His eyes flicker to the rear view mirror, he must see Clay’s car steadily behind us, he said Joanne would meet us there, since both of th

Our mouths meet in a slow kiss, at first only my mouth worked against his, moving and molding against his plump mouth, he starts to kiss me back, he must understand what I was trying to say. His hand finds my own, our fingers intertwine and lock in place somewhere by his side, he flipped our positions again, and I was underneath him again, his mouth doesn’t leave mine once, neither does he hurry the kiss along, it was the softest, and sweetest kiss of my life. Although, it doesn’t stop it from setting my body ablaze with lust and want, I was craving him in a way that ached. He must be feeling the same since he tugged on my shirt, and in one sweeping motion, the shirt was off my body. My eyes flutter open, I find him staring down at my breasts, I refuse the urge to hide away, instead I watch him, watch me, his eyes were drinking me up greedily. “They are so beautiful, even better in real life.” he whispers,My brows draw together in confusion, wondering what he meant by in real li