Cara Anderson Novels & Stories

"At least Cynthia can be off my neck with this and Jason would have no choice but to agree. Afterall she saved his life." He dialed Cynthia's number. "Don't worry, Jason will be yours," he said into the phone. "He better be," she dropped the call on him before he could say another word. ***** Cara relocated 3 years ago to a remote village, in Bana, just outside of New York. The atmosphere was one she fell in love with. "Mason, stop running around the house, you will slip," Cara chided her 2 year old son. "No, I won't fall, mother. You want to catch me but I won't let you," his tiny voice filled the air.

Cara moves to the man in a red kimono put her right arm around his shoulders and then plants a kiss on his cheeks as Xavier takes the picture. Xavier throws the phone back which almost slipped off Mario's hands. "This is perfect," Mario says as he looks at this picture, "Going to post, what's your I*******m username?" Cara tells him. Talking about social media, Cara has over 500k followers on Twitter and 1.2 million on I*******m. It's crazy how popular she is now like it's a dream. But Hey, it's the price you pay for being Alexander Black's fake girlfriend.

I told the staff to make sure nobody bothered me in here—I need time to myself to process what happened with Sophia and Anissa. Cara steps inside. She's wearing only a white towel around her middle. It barely covers her tits and her bottom. Her hair's up, held in place by a single large clip, and she looks at me nervously, her eyes flitting from my lips to my chest to my bare cock. I feel myself stiffening at the sight of her, body held in check, but there's not much I can do about it. "I heard you were in here," she says quietly. "If you want to be alone—"

he said. Cara felt the sharp bite of her frustration in her belly. She had already called the day before, and the day before that. Each time she had been stonewalled by the CEOs uppity assistant. Which was why she had dragged across the city in the stifling mid August heat this afternoon and shown up in person. She planted her feet and locked her knees, but her strength was no match for the guards. He started walking and she was forced to stumble along beside him, clutching her tote bag and the shreds of our dignity as he marched her towards the automatic sliding glass doors. Her heart lurched. A few more steps and she would be out on the street, back to square one. The glass doors parted be

The next several hours were spent by the four of us hiking up the stairs to Cara’s dorm room, gathering as many of her belongings into our arms as we could, and hauling it down to the car. Cara worked at an amazing pace, never stopping to catch her breath or take a break. She was in just as good of shape as I was, which was incredible considering I had been working out every day to stay in shape for the upcoming football season.

“We don’t know yet, but Rik is certain it’s a girl. He says she has my honey smell.” I smile down at her. “I’ll take his word for it.” Height wise, she’s not much taller than Angel, but in size, she’s a good two sizes larger, and Cara is ripped. She trains four hours a day every day. I once had the opportunity to train with her and it kicked my ass. To know that even ripped she’s so much bigger than Angel, gives me hope that my girl will fill out. “So, what is this about Liam? How can I help you?”