After the first, explosive round of lovemaking, they lay for a while. Bianca could feel his heavy body on hers, his heart pounding as he stayed, still draped over her and she panted softly.He rolled off after a while, grunting, pushing himself up to look at her exhausted face.She had forgotten how long and thick his manhood was, she told herself, smiling softly and he caught that, the little smile playing on her lips as she lay, breathing like a long-distance runner.“What’s that, Bianca?” he growled, already feeling his flaccid member beginning to harden and she shook her head, saying,“I …it’s nothing…”*Liam O’Grady rose on his knees over her and she drew in a breath, of wonder, of unashamed love. His body, with the extensive tattooing, was magnificent, all muscle, hard and strong, with firm abs, and of course, she looked away, blushing. The big manhood, which had just been pounding her a few minutes before, the same manhood she had been eagerly sucking a while ago…it was now ha
BiancaWe lay, exhausted, our limbs tangled with each other, bodies damp and panting. I sighed as O’Grady rolled away and I felt him rise and go to eh bathroom. Turning my head, I watched him, that muscular physique which made me long to hold him in my arms again, to confess how I felt about him.Tattoos, stretching all over his chest and snaking up his arms, only making him look more dangerous and I bit my lip. I loved this man, my core throbbing in memory as I thought of how he had ridden me, hard and fast.And I had responded so readily, loving him, loving the act of making love, albeit rough …*But reality struck.Don’t be a fool, girl said a voice that sounded suspiciously like my late mother’s. He’s just paid you to share his bed, so you would do best not to fall in love with him and make a fool of yourself.I moved onto my side and waited for a beat.I would not behave like a fool, I told myself and rose to my feet.*My legs felt shaky and I tottered a little, feeling the ach
Noting that the light under Bianca’s bed was off, St Just shrugged.It had been a long tiring day, he thought as he yawned and continued up the stairs to his own rooms.Stretching his long limbs, he slid out of his clothes and went to sleep, dreaming of Bianca.*In her room, Bianca was still locked up in the bathroom. She had remained quiet, refusing to respond when St Just had knocked lightly. And being the gentleman he was, despite his kink side, he had left quietly.She sat for hours on the cool marble tiles, her knees drawn to her chin, staring out through the high window in the bathroom.Waiting for dawn.When the pale grey light of dawn began to creep across the sky, Bianca Cruz rose, dragging her aching body and broken heart to the bed, to lie, till she fell into a fitful slumber.*Liam O’Grady arrived at his home in the city and proceeded to drink himself into a stupor.He could not wrap his head around her soft, heartfelt words; the Pet had meant it when she said she loved
He said it indulgently. She turned to him, mischief dancing in her lovely brown eyes.“You promise, Master St Just?” She asked and he grinned. She looked at him for a while and said,“I want to go and have an ice cream. I’ll do your work for you but that’s going to be my payment.”He studied her, this impish young woman, with her head of long brown hair and her plump lips, parted as she waited expectantly for him to reply.All she wanted was a f*cking ice cream?He nodded and said, mock-seriously,“It’s a deal then, Pet.”She slid off his lap and turned the laptop to herself.*Then, biting her lower lip, she concentrated furiously on the work at hand. A couple of times, she asked him some questions, wanted to check some numbers for reference and generally sat at the table, unmindful of St Just.After a while, she picked up the laptop and headed for the couch, where she set her small phone beside her, her calculator app open on the screen as she typed and worked, wholly intent on he
When they got home, Bianca went straight to her room, pleading a headache. Finn St Just watched go thoughtfully. He could not take his eyes off her figure, the sway of her hips, her round a*se moving in that seductive way, although she was supremely unaware of it.Tapping his phone, he came to a decision.Bianca Cruz was miserable and he knew of one way to make her feel better. She seemed to have had some kind of a disagreement with his brother.The calm, unflappable St Just knew that his brother could be volatile at times; and he had a harsh tongue.Could he have said something to set her off, make her feel low?Because he knew that even before they had gone out for the ice cream, she had been looking like a wounded puppy.And Liam O’Grady had said some very strong words as he stormed out of the house the night before.St Just came to a decision.He picked up his phone and dialled his brother.*Despite any difference they had over a business deal, the way the loans were to be given
BiancaI stiffened and scrambled to my feet, pushing myself off St Just’s lap quickly, wrapping my arms around my body protectively as I glared at O’Grady. And I had to use all my will power to remain indifferent.This was the man who had called me a Wh*re. Just after, in my naivete, I had confessed to him, that I loved him.He looked so breathtakingly handsome and so very attractive, his jaw dark with stubble, and his eyes holding mine in an intense look. The black hair, vibrant and thick, was ruffled, as though he had been running his hands through it and I saw the bags under his eyes; the anxiety and something else that I could not pinpoint; regret?“Bianca,” he said in a soft voice, “Pet…”I stood and looked at him, chin my hurt threatening to overflow.“Yes, Master?” I said in a low tone but the antagonism was not something I could hold back. My voice was flat, uncompromising as I stood.He sighed, his shoulders slumping a little.“Pet, I know you must have heard me that night.
Bianca I gulped.“But I…” I whispered, my hands on h is muscled chest.O’Grady grinned the devilish grin that made me associate him with darkness streaked with light.He tilted my chin and bent his head, kissing me softly.“We won’t hurt you, will we, Saint?” he asked, looking at his brother over my shoulder.St Just leaned over, his head burrowed in my neck and I shuddered as he ran his hands over my buttock cheeks.“I want to spank my little Pet, O’Grady,” he growled and bit my neck. I moaned, throwing back my head and immediately, O’Grady leaned forward, his mouth on my nipple. I dug my fingers into his muscled shoulders blindly, wanting more from them, these men who were driving me crazy.*I will never know how we made it to the bed, who carried me. But when I was lowered, I felt their eager hands on me, kneading, fondling, their mouths seeking. I was like a toy and I loved being used for their pleasure. But they made sure that I was also comfortable, I was also enjoying every m
I must have dozed off, for I came awake to a delicious sensation. And almost sat up in shock. Liam O’Grady was nuzzling my clit, his mouth on the sensitive nub as he sucked and licked; laving and making me squirm in pleasure, before he slid his tongue into my warm, wet womanhood.I gripped his hair, murmuring something unintelligible and he raised his head, eyes glittering. His chin was wet and he looked at me, and I gasped. He looked so handsome, with his stubbled jaw, and black eyes flashing in desire; the look of power he exuded so easily, the stamp of his arrogance and strength.He slapped the inside of my thighs and I moaned, throwing my head back helplessly. The sensation that flooded through me as he used his power over my body was exquisite.“Stay still, woman,” he snapped and I trembled as I nodded.He licked my clit again, nibbling the sensitive nub and I thrashed, my hands scrabbling wildly.I shuddered and he growled,“Saint, hold her down. I want to eat some pus*y.” I al
Jamie sat at the table, looking at her father nervously. They were at dinner and Lucien Delano was conversing in a low voice with James Schwartz, seated on his left.Proserpina hovered around, bringing out the dishes, till her husband gripped her wrist and growled,“Sit the f*ck down, Woman. Why do I have a house full of f*cking help ?”Sending him a pointed look for using such language, Proserpina subsided, dimpling at Schwartz, who looked at her, his heart n his eyes.“No mystery about why Uncle James never got married,” thought Jamie drily.She cleared her throat and her brothers, Dom and Rudy, who had also turned up for dinner, looked at across at her in surprise.“Papp…” she began, ashamed to hear the squeak in her voice. But after the evening when he had slapped her, she felt a great deal of fear when she faced her for her intimidating patent. Pappa had such a daunting personality, that people automatically quaked when they saw him, and women swooned. Jamie knew of his legendar
O’Grady was bone tired by the time he reached home that night. St Just had joined him at the flagship Casino, where he had been dealing with a missing sum of money amounting to a couple of millions.The Irishman was furious, to put it mildly.And to top it off, the Home Office people were still on St Just’s back, insisting on checking the loan details for a few months back. The blonde man, his hair tousled and his stubbly jaw making his face look more shadowed yet rakishly handsome, glanced at the Irishman, seated beside him. O’Grady always looked virile, no matter how weary he was and today was no exception.‘Have a fight coming up on Sunday,” mumbled O’Grady and St Just shut his eyes briefly. He felt his brother’s concerned gaze on him,“You ok there, Saint?” snapped O’Grady, ever conscious that St Just had undergone surgery a few months back.His brother smiled and nodded,“Thinking of the Pet, actually,” he grinned and they shared a smile.Bianca was in her second trimester. She h
Jamie Delano soon realised that she was no match for the wily, beautiful Bianca.If she had expected a meltdown because she had deliberately been late, having coaxed her bodyguards to allow her to ride pillion on her old friend’s bike, while they followed her, it had been a stupid thing to do.Now Bianca was flirting outrageously with the boy who had been Jamie’s best friend through school and who was always with her in all her escapades.“Brandon,” snapped Jamie, having had enough of listening to Bianca’s peals of laughter echoing in the café as she leaned in to speak to the smitten Brandon.“Wh…wh…what?” asked Brandon, blinking rapidly, trying to focus on what Jamie was saying.Bianca shot her a look from beneath her lashes, laughing at her, outright.Jamie fumed.She rose abruptly, dumping Bianca’s book satchel that she had been saddled with, unceremoniously on the table.“I think I want to leave,” she snapped. Bianca arched a brow and said in bored tone, ‘Not yet, hon. I haven’t f
Jamie collapsed on the chair, with a howl.“You don’t talk of our Mumma like that, do you hear?” Tara hissed, shaking her sister’s slight shoulders in rage. Louis was beside his twin at once, pulling her off of Jamie.But one look at his Woman’s face made the Don livid. Lucien Delano’s face was like granite.“Enough,” he said, his voice cold and low,” Your Mumma is to be addressed with respect. She has gone through hell for you, and all of us so I’ll be damned if you speak of her in that way, is that clear?”Proserpina walked out, hiding her tears.Danielle sighed as Grace went after the Don’s Woman, her face rigid with concern.“CAPTAIN DAVIS HAS MOVED ON, HE’S IN LOVE WITH DU BOIS!” shouted Jamie in a shrill voice, and as she turned to flee, she spat, “And it’s all thanks to my family!”She pushed past her brother fiercely as she ran out of the room, sobbing dramatically. Claude had been struck dumb; he was always overwhelmed when people in his family raised their voices. The peopl
Proserpina walked into the dining room, her face stained a delightful pink, hoping to God that her clothes were not too crumpled. Lucien had been invited to a dinner at the Senator’s house this weekend and she had gone out and bought a gown for the occasion along with Melissa Lord. Danielle Eton had turned up for lunch with her partner Grace after a long hiatus, following an ugly incident where she had been shot.Lucien had taken one look at the gown when he entered unexpectedly as Proserpina had been trying it on in their bedroom and he had been on her, like a lusty bull. Now she caught the end of an animated conversation that her sons, Claude, Louis and Rudy were having with Tara. Her daughter’s twins were crawling on the patio under the supervision of old Bea and a couple of maids.“…Mick Jagger …” Claude’s bellowing voice greeted her and she stopped, as she took in the scene. The boys were sitting on chairs, lounging on the patio, munching the cookies she had baked the day befor
Jamie lay in bed, smiling to herself. She was in love, she thought dreamily, much like all her siblings. And of course, the legendary love affair of her parents. She sighed and rolled onto her stomach, clutching a pillow. Pappa was so in love with Mumma, he would whisk her off to corners to make fierce love to her…Wasn’t that wonderful?And it wasn’t just lust, she knew that. Pappa would give Mumma the world if she just peeked at him from under her lashes, in that adorable way of hers. Jamie had practised that look in front of the mirror and had tried it on her classmates.Boys had fallen over themselves to get her what she wanted when she did that, thought Jamie, smirking.And she just KNEW that her love for Captain Ethan Davis was going to be something like the story of her parents. She giggled and prepared to turn off her light and go to bed. Just then, her phone pinged. She sighed happily, wriggling into a comfortable position as she reached for her phone.This was one thing Pa
Jana Rudenko smiled She now knew what she should do.The fact that the young Delano girl was walking around, visiting pubs and generally behaving like a cheap wh*re, had just made her job easier, she thought sneering.She eyeballed Nico Piccolo who looked uncertain as he sipped his drink.“ Get me all the information you have on that chit of a girl, Delano’s youngest little bi*ch,” she ordered coldly as she stretched out her plump legs and watched the girl at her feet massaging her thick legs.Unlike her brother, Dana had never fell the least bit of interest in sex, in men or women. She was only intent on bringing back the former glory of the Rudenko name.Nico wiped his mouth uncertainly.“Umm…I was…asking…” he began. The plump woman before him, had a hardened look on her flaccid face as she snapped,“Don Piccolo, YOU reached out to me. Not the other way.” She paused as her words sank in.“You wish to take revenge on your little sister who slipped out of your hands before you could
Lucien Delano was lifting the tumbler of whiskey to his firm mouth when his wife stormed in.She looked as tantalizing as ever, the Siren he would never have enough of, he thought, his heart aching, his groin tightening in that familiar way it did when he was near his Woman. She marched up to him and slapped his hand away, sending the tumbler of whiskey flying, to smash into smithereens on the ground. Even as she rounded on him, intent on slapping him, he stopped her. In one move, he overpowered her, gripped her slender wrist and twisted it behind her back, holding her prisoner, forcing her arms in a hold. Proserpina gasped and bit her lower lip, her eyes flashing and he admired her for her strength. He was furious and was hurting her but she did not flinch. Knowing that Gustav was hovering worriedly behind him, the Mafia Don growled,“Leave us, Gustav.” And in a lower voice, “I might need to teach my wh*re a lesson she won’t forget.”Proserpina’s smoky brown eyes widened and she hi
Bianca lay on the bed, waiting for her Masters to join her.She was perfectly fine, she had assured them, dimpling naughtily as they exchanged looks of worry.“You just endured an attack…” began O’Grady, his brow wrinkled in concern but Bianca snorted rudely and grabbing his neck, pulled him down to kiss him. He groaned as he raised his head, his shirt hanging open, the sculpted boxer’s body on display as he growled,“Saint, methinks the little Pet needs to be tamed.”St Just, who was lying on the bed beside Bianca was watching the playful yet intense exchange with some interest. He rolled over and began to pull Bianca’s clothing off. Then, rubbing her rounded belly lightly, he lowered his head to kiss her stomach as he said softly,“We’ll show her what her owners are capable of, eh Irish?”Bianca purred in delight and the men shook their heads in mock exasperation.“Can she be spanked, you think?” O’Grady demanded as he began to tug off his pants, prior to getting on the bed.“When s