All Chapters of TERMS OF AFFECTION: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12ANNIKAShitShitShit.I sat on the floor, my palm against the cold tiles, my head buried. I couldn’t lift my head, but I could look at him. I could hear the low rumble that escaped from him.I slammed my eyes shut, biting my lower lip as my throat bobbed over and over.I felt his presence closer but I couldn’t bring myself to look. Then I felt his wide palm cup my cheeks and lifted my face. “Open your eyes, Annika.” I heard him grumble, like a command. I opened my eyes and they settled on his. My eyes met those deep captivating eyes. His lips curled, slowly, not a full laugh but teasing enough to let me know that he sees me, he saw the boxes and he knows how horny I am.Fuck.“Is this mine?” He asked, lifting the box, the one I had imagined him holding when I ordered it, the one that comes with a remote control, the one that I imagined him owning and punishing me with.Fuck.No.I should tell him ‘no’ I should tell him I bought it because I was curious, I should tell him

Chapter 14 ANNIKA “Anni!” I turned, tracing the voice I had heard. I could never be wrong about that voice. It was Mable. Jerald’s wife. She rushed towards me. Dressed in blue jeans and a blue shirt, which I believe belong to her husband. All in her size 16, she threw herself on me, holding me so tight. “Mable!” I cheered, wrapping my arms around her, as I gasped in awe. “I knew you were coming but I didn't know it was today.” I giggled. “Ugh, Jerald needed to resume work today and I missed you so much, I couldn't afford not coming to see you… I miss you so much, do you not miss me?” she pouted. Mable Manchester or should I call her Mable Links? Wife of Vice President Jerald Links, Isaiah’s closest friend. Mable and I met when I finished college. We barely knew each other but loved the heck out of each other. God, she is so beautiful, her short blonde hair, her full chest which I love you so place my head on all the time because they are so fluffy, her perfectly defined curve

Chapter 17 ANNIKA “Wait, I think I see it, Mr Volkov and Annika… oh my goodness!” Lulu cheered, hands clasped over her mouth, flexing her light pink short nails. Her eyes widened in awe, yet glinted with mischief, and she giggled while holding back a laugh. Mable was right next to her, laughing as well, filling Lulu’s head with ridiculous scenarios. If they were talking about Isaiah and me having sex and getting all freaky then maybe I’ll be just as thrilled, maybe I’d blush… because after everything that has happened between Isaiah and me, it’s safe to say, having him in my bed, would be an amazing idea. But they are talking about a relationship—maybe even marriage. I scoffed at th idea. I know Isaiah well enough to know that dating and marriage are off his to-do list. Man doesn't even go to a club or have a one-night stand; he is not even slightly interested in having a woman to call his own. I mean, he even told me that our sex thing shouldn't stop me from finding a man to c

Chapter 18ISAIAHStay the night?Did I just ask her to sleep over?What the hell is wrong with you, Isaiah Volkov….Since when do you allow her to spend the night in your house where you live with your daughter and her Nanny?And what will you do when she agrees to stay over? Sneak into her room while your daughter is sleeping and use your finger? Or the toy you stole from her? Or are you going to go down on her again until she lets all her juice splash all over your face?Fucking hell, my heart is beating faster than a speed train….I’m seriously going to sneak into her room if she agrees to stay?Oh fuck me.Snatch!Annika forcefully yanked her hands away from me, forcing me to knock myself back to reality and my reality, this woman is still very pissed. Her eyes are even redder than they were earlier, it’s like the sight of me disgusts her or something.Since when?Okay, I’m seriously losing my mind at this point.What did I do?“Why don’t you ask Devon to spend the night?” Teeth g

Chapter 20 ANNIKA. Dripping with my own juice, I ran towards Sophie and bent over, wiping her tears, “Darling, I’m fine.” I muffled. My brows arched with worry, gently stroking her hair and forcing a smile because how could I genuinely smile at her in this situation? Thankfully, Sophie didn't see her father between my legs. She had stayed by the stairs. And since her father was beneath me, he stayed there and gave me the go-ahead to tend to his daughter. “But you were crying like you were in pain.” she whimpered, using the back of her hands to wipe the tears that escaped her eyelids. Guilt ripped my heart to shreds. I wasn't in pain, Sophie. Your father is just… a beast. But of course I can’t tell her that. “I wasn’t in pain… I just… I had something on my mind.” I lied… if getting an orgasm counts as having something on my mind then I guess it wasn’t a lie. “Is it my Dad?” she asked. My heart sank right into my belly as my juice dripped down my legs and my eyes flickered in d