Semua Bab Love At First Taste: Her Stepfather's Pet: Bab 151 - Bab 160

His grip on my hips is secure, and he starts thrusting, slowly, gradually, building up the tension, letting the pleasure mount increasingly, steadily, I let go of reality, his thrusts become wilder, harder, sharper, and I feel my body like I am outside of it and yet within it, feeling every single sensation at a heightened level that makes me feel like I could implode from inside out. "Linc! Linc! Please!" I whimper into his neck, feeling like the power of his strokes could tear me apart. He stops. I try to catch my breath, confused. Then he pulls his length out of me. And before I can open my eyes to know what is going on, Linc is raising me up again, like I weigh nothing, he hooks my legs around his neck and my body starts shivering on its own accord. Savage anticipation in every greedy breath I drag in. And yet all the preparation in the world can not prepare me for when Linc attacks my cunt with his tongue again. Driving straight to the throbbing clit and sucking on all my juic

Linc Dmitri POV::"You look stunning, tonight." I say. It is the third time I am saying it and yet I feel like it is not enough to capture how much my heart is swelling with so much love at the beauty that Amelia is. Maybe it is the romantic air of Paris, I don't know, but I find that Amelia is exuding something more than my poor heart could handle. She is glittering. More than the lit up Eiffel Tower she keeps glancing at. We are seated at one of the more vantage spots in the exclusive restaurant with a close view of the Tower. I don't care much for it. I have seen it multiple times over the years. I have studied it. I know the less glamorous aspects of its architecture that keeps it standing. It holds less wonder for me compared to Amelia whose eyes lit up like stars when I brought her here. The restaurant happens to be a short walk from our hotel. It is our last night in Paris. We spent the first having mind blowing sex yesterday. And now the second which is actually the last is

"What are you humming?" Linc whispers to me, I am resting sideways against his huge body, we are in the backseat and Monsieur Beau is in the driver's seat, quiet as a mouse. "What?" I ask, totally oblivious to the fact that I was humming anything. "I don't even know." I say, smiling with my cheek on his shoulder. He is rubbing my arms in a persistent massage, and he doesn't stop no matter what. "Are you that happy?" He asks, I hear the teasing in his tone. I am not afraid to admit it. "Yes. Yes, I am." I say, smiling again. We talked extensively last night on our walk. About important things and irrelevant things. We said a lot and nothing in between. It was incredibly settling to know where I stand with him. Going away from New York together has been eye opening to me about how much fear I let control in terms of my relationship with him. Even before Tyler kidnapped me. I had always been afraid. I couldn't stay away from him and yet I was always so scared of being found out. I

"Okay, Miss Hugh, you say you were fired by Mr. Dmitri, CEO and founder of the top architectural company, Titan's Construct, unlawfully? No warning or anything. And you believe this was done because of personal unprofessional reasons?" Sophie Rogan's voice carries high and sharp, it hits me like a whip. Linc walks back to the table, he sits down, there is no expression on his face yet, I find that chilling, this must be something he didn't expect from Charlotte. And yet something that only she could do. Vindictive and hateful as usual."Yes. I have reasons to believe it was for personal reasons. That is why I came here. I was great at my job. He never had any professional concerns when I was in charge. We worked seamlessly together. In fact, when he had to stay away from work for a few weeks due to a personal issue, I held down the forte. I made sure I kept his affairs in order. Then he comes back and fires me? Just like that. It isn't fair. It is not fair at all." Charlotte has put i

"Oh." Is all I say. "I have the draft ready, Mr. Dmitri. We will be sending the refrains to the news station first thing tomorrow morning. Though I think it is important to point out that this wouldn't affect what they already broadcasted because it is a live show. There is nothing we can do about that. But we can restrict reproduction of the broadcast from them legally. About the general public, I am afraid there is not much we can do about bits of the broadcast that was recorded being posted on the internet." Mr. Harvey, the lawyer, says. He has a reassuring voice that does nothing to reassure me right now. I need definite solutions. Not suggestions. Not halfway hopeful attempts at solutions."Do we know for sure if there are records of the broadcast already being shared on the net?" I already know the damning answer to that question. "Yes." Mrs. Delgado quips up, simply. I sigh and lean back in my chair. Heartbroken. My heart actually feels like it is shattered into a million li