Pampered By All Novels & Stories

embroidered in gold. I almost dropped my phone. “Adrian…” I whispered. And for some reason, my mind instantly filled with thoughts—warm, intimate things involving him. Was that… what he intended? “Wear it later. Someone will come to give you a full body-treatment set. I personally chose everything for you. Use all of it.” His voice dipped lower. “I want you to feel pampered. Relaxed. Not burdened with anything. And smelling incredible when I arrive.”

Ryder, Callen, Parker, and Remy keep me sated, each of them taking their turn with a kind of tenderness that makes me ache in ways that have nothing to do with heat. They’re attentive to the smallest details too. Ryder always has water waiting for me after, Callen massages my legs when they cramp, Remy makes sure I eat something even when I’m too exhausted to lift a fork, and Parker keeps my pillows perfectly arranged, so I never have to wake up sore. It’s overwhelming, being cared for like this, being loved like this. It’s not something I’ve ever had before. When the heat’s last flames finally fade, I feel as though I’ve rebuilt myself from the inside out. Like I’m a different version of my

The tenth time my parents flew more than six thousand miles to meet their future son-in-law, Nathaniel Prescott refused to show up. He ignored my calls and never replied to any messages. After God knew how many cups of coffee, I received an update from my best friend, Isla Monroe. Eight photos of snowy scenery surrounded a picture of two intertwined hands. The caption read: “Check-in number ten. He's perfect in every way.” My fingers curled into tight fists. It took twenty-seven calls before Nathaniel finally answered. “Where are you?” Howling wind rushed through the phone, followed by his distracted voice. “Out. What’s up?” “What’s up? This is the tenth time! My parents flew all

"You're obviously a child, what else?" "You don't like me that much?" "I don't mind, I want to pamper you. So just be yourself." "Thank you, Nathan." Amada smiled brightly, and Nathan patted Amada's head, and he smiled too.

“Cancel it, Ava, allow me to spoil you. Consider it your reward.” “Trust me, baby girl” “I am not even around so this treat is all for you “ “Follow the instructions on the text I sent “. Three hours later, knowing she is fully settled in the hotel, and all the arrangements are going with ease, I put a call through it rings for a while before She picks up. “Rob!!, oh my gosh “ “I feel like this is a scene from “pretty woman” “Rob, thank you so much for this, I have never been so pampered in my whole life”

They surrounded me completely, cool hands sliding over the crimson silk, tracing the lines of my body with possessive familiarity. “We have prepared something special for you tonight,” Seraphine purred, her fingers tugging the straps of my gown down until the fabric slid to the floor once more, leaving me naked before their hungry gazes. “A more private setting. Just us. No other donors. Only your blood and your body for our pleasure.”

They were both wrapped in towels, their bodies glistening from their own massage, although they'd obviously not been doused with the Nuru oil still clinging to him from head to toe. "I can't believe I let you talk me into this...but, well, you've caught me in a very susceptible mood, as today has been quite the day!" Pam stated, alluding to all the teasing and temptations she'd been a part of since first being tricked into parading before Ron in the semi-transparent night gown.

~[STILL AT THE JONZZ EMPIRE, IN ERIC'S PRIVATE HOTEL CHAMBERS]~ They are so not fucking done yet. “ Ahha.... Ahhhh..... Mnhh..... Aaaaahhh.....“ Jenna is.... She is in the heavens. She is in supreme paradise. A paradise of immeasurable pleasure. She can't take it anymore. She feels so hot and aroused in ways she has never ever felt. This can go on and on and on and on for ages and she might not be able to get enough of it.

she said, enveloping him in a loving embrace. “Thanks, Mom,” Damien replied, returning the hug. “I’m so glad you could make it.” Nearby, Seraphina was busy playing hostess, ensuring everyone felt welcome and comfortable. She moved gracefully through the crowd, her smile bright and genuine. “Thank you all for coming,” she said, her voice carrying above the chatter. “Let’s make this a memorable day.”

Pamela is a stress-free human and I love her company very much. We spoke over the phone once a while, and I was patiently waiting for her arrival back at New York. I intend taking her out to shop for a few things at my expense, she almost has nothing to wear and it makes me feel less since I can not offer a helping hand to her. She cares less, after all, flaunting the little possessions she has whenever we go to the mall together. She is content. _