"Yes," I breathe. "It's exciting..." He chuckles lowly. "Dirty girl." Tobias kisses my lips and then turns around, walking quickly toward the walk-in pantry as if my weight doesn't bother him in the slightest. Once there, I'm set down while Tobias takes off his clothes at record speed, and when
"I won't be able to take this for long..." I moan, and I sound absolutely tortured, probably because I am. "It feels too good..." I shudder, and Tobias hisses in my ear. "That's alright... if it's a quickie you want, it's a quickie you will get..." Our eyes meet in the dim light, and he looks so p
Hannah After my friends have left, I sneak into Tobias's bedroom. It's where we both sleep, but I still don't consider his mansion mine. The contract between us prevents me from seeing us as equals, so when I look at things—the couch, the bed, or the Tesla—I see a tag with Tobias's name. However, t
Hannah When I walk out of the mansion, the sun is dazzling, and I have to squint my eyes to see. I love the warm weather. Also, the view is enough to make it feel as hot as the scorching desert. Tobias is leaning against a silver BMW with his muscular, tanned arms crossed over his broad chest. Th
Do I even have a choice when he looks at me with those intense, green eyes? Probably not. "Uh, alright..." "Do you pretend to like it when I kiss you?" "Uh, no?" My knees grow weak two seconds in, and my heart always races. How could I pretend to like his kisses? Still, Tobias doesn't smile. In f
Tobias The former Mrs. Darling has surprised me yet again. I took her to a nice Italian restaurant, thinking she would be grateful. And while Hannah seems happy, she is studying the pizza menu. I chuckle in my seat, and Hannah snaps her head, looking at me like a deer caught in headlights. "What?
"It's just... you looked so... angry..." "I'm not angry." I'm not, but my head is spinning with thoughts of the future, making it hard to pay attention. "I see..." Hannah stares down at her pizza, and I notice her hand clutches her fork so hard her fingers are turning white. "Tobias, can I tell yo
Tobias After I've revealed how I feel about Hannah, she acts odd. She won't stop staring and gaping at me like a goldfish stuck in a bowl. Her mouth opens, then closes, and I tilt my head, laughing. "Did I freak you out?" I'm not sure why my feelings for her would freak her out, but she is defini
Linda It’s my first Christmas with Mark, and I couldn’t be any happier. I spent all morning cooking and putting the final touches on the tree. I forced Mark to sleep over and make cookies with me the night before. At first, he was grumpy and complaining, but then he got into the spirit after I let
Mark nods and takes my hand, leading me outside. The rest of the family is gathered around the picnic table, chatting and laughing. Julian, Mark’s stepfather, is flipping burgers on the grill. He just seems like a normal guy, I think to myself. Mark’s older brother, Tobias, smiles at us. “Welcome,
Linda Saturday came too fast. I’m pacing back and forth as I’m a nervous wreck. I’m meeting Mark’s family today, and he is standing there grinning like it’s no big deal while I try to calm my nerves. We have been dating for a month, and this is my first time meeting his family, so it’s a big deal
Linda’s face lights up. “Really? I’m looking forward to meeting her too!” she exclaims, wrapping her arms around my neck and giving me a kiss. I chuckle and kiss her back. “I told you there was nothing to worry about.” “I know, but meeting your family is a big deal, you know?” she says, looking at
Mark A few weeks later. I can’t believe it. Linda and I are dating, and I feel like my head is in the clouds. Since when did I become such a sucker for love? I have no idea. We have been dating for a month now, and never in my life did I imagine I would be lounging on the sofa next to a beautif
Damn it. I’m a full grown woman; I shouldn’t be floating on cloud nine. Neither should I be falling for Mark this quickly, but I can’t fight the warm emotions growing within me. I wrap my arms around Mark’s neck, deepening the kiss as I let go of my inhibitions. His hands move higher up my thighs,
Linda I panic when I open my eyes and see thick, muscular arms wrapped around me. My ex-husband is dead, and I haven’t spent the night with anyone in forever. All logic leaves my brain, and I scream before bolting up from bed. It doesn’t matter that I was the one who invited Mark to my home. I’m n
“You have the most perfect tits,” he grunts. “I can’t stop myself from playing with them.” I crack my eyes open and stare at his large pectoral muscles that easily rival the size of my breasts. But don’t get me wrong. My breasts are by no chance small. It’s just that Mark is a fucking beast. “Your
“Oh, please.” “Say it again.” “What?” I ask, my voice is slightly shaky. “That you need me,” his voice has gone lower, and I shudder at the authority in it. Mark is normally as tame as a lamb, but it seems like there is a more dominant nature to him in bed. It turns me on even more. He might be