The car ride to my house is silent, Millie only stares out the window and it leaves me to wonder what she is thinking about. I hate that she doesn’t talk much and I hate that I care at all. ‘’Millie,’’ I say. She turns to look at me. ‘’You will be on your own for a while. For just a week, I have a business trip to go on.’’ Millie shrug. ‘’Ok.’’ ‘’Ok, and I expect you to go out with a bodyguard as well.’’ She gives me a look. ‘’I mean it, I don’t want anything to happen to you, and if you need anything. Just talk to Sabrina while I’m gone.’’ ‘’When will you be leaving?’’ she asks. ‘’In the morning.’’ She nods. When we get to the house, Millie hurries off to her room. I watch after her and then begin to unbutton my shirt, thinking that I have more than just my work cut out for me with her. Not only is she a virgin, but she doesn’t seem to care much. I’m guessing I did pick the right one. She won’t want a relationship with me. Just her bakery and citizenship. Millie comes ba
My alarm causes me to jerk from my sleep. I look at the time to see that I have two hours before my meeting. So I get up, brush my teeth and head down to the gym. When I get there, I am not so surprised to see Dovey. Our eyes meet and I look away, then make my way to the treadmill. As I work out, I can’t help but look in her direction and I see that she is doing the same. Our eyes would constantly meet in the mirror and I can see that with each contact, she is trying her best to keep my attention. After my half-hour working out, I make my way back to my room so I can get some food and be ready for the meeting. While getting ready, all my mind is on is Dovey. And even in the conference center, I couldn’t concentrate much because my mind keeps drifting to Dovey, her curvy body, and soft-spoken words. When I am finished with the meeting and exit the conference room, only to see Dovey standing there as if waiting for me. ‘’Asher I’m sorry, I should have never-’’ I don’t know why, b
‘’Georgia, I am going to run out for a quick minute.’’ She gives me a panicked look. ‘’I have to go to Asher’s office. He has the blueprint there and I want to take a quick glance at it for an idea.’’ ‘’Oh, alright. But please don’t stay too long.’’ She glances back at the men who are moving in the heavy kitchen equipment. I shake my head because I’m pretty sure that one of them is gay, and the other is married with his wife helping them. I wipe my hands in the apron, then take it off because it wouldn’t be a good look to be wearing it around. I walk over to the bodyguard. ‘’Since U Connect is so close and I have to go to Asher’s office for something, I will just walk there.’’ He nods. ‘’Ok, let me come with you.’’ I quickly shake my head. ‘’No, there is no need. I need to be alone for a while. Besides, I would rather for you to stay here with Georgia.’’ ‘’Mrs. Thomas, my job is to protect you. I don’t care about anyone else here and if the boss should find out that I left you
“I am going to nip to the toilet for a bit,’’ Georgia says, getting up from her perch beside me. I nod, biting into my milky way bar. As I look around, I am proud of my… our work. The place is coming together nicely. All I need now is the new windows and doors, along with the furniture, and we are good to be open. I didn't notice anyone coming in, but when I look up, Asher is standing before me. I suck in a breath and choke on the piece of chocolate I was chewing on. I cough and try to catch my breath, but it takes longer for it to go down. So I get up from my seat for a bottle of water. ‘’Hey,’’ he says. Either oblivious to my predicament or not caring at all. ‘’You’re back,’’ I say, then clear my throat. ‘’I am.’’ Asher nods. ‘’You took longer than a week,’’ I say. I don’t know why I said that, but if I’m being honest with myself. I missed his presence. I missed him coming to pick me up and even though we don’t talk much, I missed that. He looks away from me before answering.
The next morning, I woke early for work, because once again one of the idiots my father hired fucked up. I don’t see why he doesn’t just leave things to me. He isn’t getting any younger and needs to retire already. This place can survive without him and I have proved that time and time again. I pause when I see the light shining out from under Millie’s door, and just as I walk off, she gets out of her room. ‘’Good morning,’’ she smiles brightly at me. ‘’You are up early,’’ I note. ‘’I thought I could go jogging before heading to the shop. It is all Georgia’s idea, but I’m going along because I’m not too familiar with the place.’’ My eyes travel over her body, and they bring back the memory of the heated moment we shared at my grandparents' house. She doesn’t seem affected by it and if I don’t know better, I would say she doesn’t care much about it. She behaves as if nothing had happened, while I get hard every time I think about almost taking her virgin body. ‘’Anyway, bye.’’
As I sit there, I can’t seem to get my mind to focus on what is happening now. My mind keeps going back to Sabrina. I guess I am the one who allowed what happened just now to happen. I never set boundaries between us before. I allow her to wear what she wants because I liked it and I gave her too much privilege. Now she thinks she can do whatever she wants. Thankfully, the meeting is over quickly, and all I can do is leave my father to deal with things. He will eat my ear off later for it, but now I think I have to right my wrongs. ‘’Sabrina, in my office now.’’ When she closes the door behind her, she smiles. ‘’Did you change your mind? Was the meeting too much?’’ ‘’No, I am giving you a warning. It is about the way you are dressed and for trying to fraternize with me.’’ She gives a laugh. ‘’You can’t be serious.’’ ‘’I am,’’ I say, then produce a folder that has the sheet for her to sign. ‘’This is your first warning, you should not wear those kinds of outfits around the buildi
I hear the door opening, so I turn. Expecting it to be Georgia back with the clocks, I asked her to buy. But I see that it is no one and guess that the wind must have blown the door open. Since yesterday, the heavy gust of wind has been doing that. This is just another reason why I can’t wait for the new door to come so I can change them. I plug the sign in that is hanging over the counter and get down from the ladder to see how it looks. I smile at my handy work, proud of myself that I manage to hang up the sign and the menu all by myself. ‘And Georgia thought I needed a man to do the task.’ I think to myself. ‘’So, this is it?’’ a voice asks. I turn around to see Sabrina smiling at me. She is dressed in even more prerogative clothing than before. Sporting extremely short shorts that show off her ass cheeks and what I'm guessing is a sports bra that has a hole in the middle to show off most of her breasts. ‘’Did Asher send you here?’’ I ask. Even though I doubt that is work att
When I get home, I keep glancing at Millie. She hasn’t said a word since giving me that goofy smile and asking if something happened between Sabrina and me. I just wish I know what she is thinking because she doesn’t seem affected by any of this at all. All she does is go to the kitchen and eat. I join her shortly after, and for a while, I just stare at her. ‘’What?’’ her brows knit together as she frowns at me. ‘’Are you alright?’’ She nods. ‘’Why wouldn’t I be?’’ ‘’The entire ordeal.’’ She gives a smile. ‘’I am not at all affected by any of this. The only thing I wish is that you would keep your women away from me.’’ ‘’She isn’t my woman.’’ ‘’Well, she sure as hell acts like it. But either way, I’m sure she won’t come around me anytime soon.’’ I narrow my eyes, seeing that she really does have claws. One of my bodyguards comes into the kitchen. ‘’Sir. We don’t know where the girl is sir. Her mother claims to have not seen her for a while now.’’ ‘’Then where the hell can
Asher lustfully licks at my skin. When he quickens his pace just a fraction, I suck in a breath of air. “Shit.” “You’ll come again.” “Always giving orders,” I murmur, all my focus on the spot where we become one. “It wasn’t an order, Millie, just pointing out the obvious.” He buries his face in my neck and pinches my nipple, his thrusts uncompromising. I release something between a gasp and a groan. God, the strength of him holding me, it is just as powerful as his Thrusts. I loosen my hold on his wrist and splay my hand on top of his, silently telling him I want more pressure. “I’ll bruise you,” he whispers. “I want you to,” I whisper back, turning my head and pressing my forehead against his hot throat. “Why?” “I want everything from you, Asher, everything and more. I want you to leave a mark on me.” It is nothing more than a breathy statement that has a double meaning as I realize I am seconds away from another orgasm. “Open your mouth,” he orders, moving his head bac
The second his lips gives mine a break, Asher goes for my ears, licking and nipping his way down my throat to my boobs. I arch my back, offering myself to him. He latch onto my nipple with his mouth and start sucking with deep, sensual pulls as his other hand moves to caress and knead the other, getting it ready for the same treatment. I let my head drop back and tangled my fingers through his hair, gripping tight. My heart feels like it is beating in my throat, my pulse all over the place. There is one thing I am sure of: I would never forget Asher and his touch in this lifetime. When he sucked my nipple into his mouth deeper and harder than I am expecting him to, I have to steady myself with one hand curling around the hard muscle of his shoulder as I try my very best to catch my breath. Never in my life have I come from just that, but I am surprisingly close. “Asher,” I murmur on an exhalation as he hum and sucked my nipples, sending electricity all over my body. I am not sur
Releasing my breath, I lay there and cry my eyes out, wishing this would be easier. I wipe my tears, looking out the window. The door opens and I feel like just yelling at him, it seems as if he is just torturing me. Asher gets into bed beside me. ‘’I’m sorry.’’ His hand soon drops across me and as much as I want the comfort, I can’t let me play with my emotions like this. He moves his hand then start stroking my waist and then my arm. “Talk to me?” He kisses my neck How can I think of anything when he is touching me? “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but I have nothing to say to you. This is all so confusing and I hate how you are with me at times.’’ I pause, thinking about what to say. ‘’I don’t like mind games and it feels just like that. You want me, you hate me. You are all loving then you are arrogant.’’ ‘’All of this is new to me Millie.’’ ‘’And don’t you think it is the same for me? I got married, lost my virginity and had a baby all in a year. Do you think I wanted
Releasing my breath, I lay there and cry my eyes out, wishing this would be easier. I wipe my tears, looking out the window. The door opens and I feel like just yelling at him, it seems as if he is just torturing me. Asher gets into bed beside me. ‘’I’m sorry.’’ His hand soon drops across me and as much as I want the comfort, I can’t let me play with my emotions like this. He moves his hand then start stroking my waist and then my arm. “Talk to me?” He kisses my neck How can I think of anything when he is touching me? “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but I have nothing to say to you. This is all so confusing and I hate how you are with me at times.’’ I pause, thinking about what to say. ‘’I don’t like mind games and it feels just like that. You want me, you hate me. You are all loving then you are arrogant.’’ ‘’All of this is new to me Millie.’’ ‘’And don’t you think it is the same for me? I got married, lost my virginity and had a baby all in a year. Do you think I wanted
He also kisses me. I don’t know why I am so surprised, but he kisses me so many times. Every time he leans forward and I feel his lips moving against mine, asking for entrance, my heart lose its steady rhythm and I felt excitement bubbling up inside me, the kind of excitement you don’t know how to hold in, an excess of happiness. I love it. I completely fell for him, I don’t know when but here I am acting like a shy little school girl to a man I am already married to. But this is the most perfect date I’ve ever had in my life. My husband is perfect. With all his arrogance and prickliness, Asher, the once player is perfect for me. He isn’t what I have had in mind or even what I have wanted for myself, but he is perfect and already mine, truly mine. There is no doubt of that in my mind. ****** I wake in the middle of the night, finding Asher spooning me. I guess things are back to normal for us, the first two to three weeks after giving birth he would act as if I have the plague.
I sit down, and he takes his spot across from me. He looks at me for a long moment before he let out a long breath. “You take my breath away, Millie Thomas.” There goes my own breath. That is as real and as perfect as it gets. “Is this one of those times?” “Yes.” Clearing my throat, I lean my elbows on the table and rest my head on my hands. “That’s a good start. Keep going.” He smiles then his eyes slowly drops to my boobs. ‘Finally!’ I thought. “I thought I told you to cover yourself up, head to toe.” “And I listened to you,” I agree easily. “I wore my coat, my scarf, my gloves, my beret. I wore everything I could wear.” “Nice try,” he counter, shaking his head. “It’s freezing out there, you’re going to get sick.” “I won’t. It’s all cozy and warm and perfect in here.” A kid who barely looks sixteen drops off our menus, cutting into our conversation. I drop my elbows from the table and start checking out the options. The kid next to us is chattering away and making
“Take as much time as you need. I’ll wait for you downstairs.” “Okay. Promise I won’t be long. You can keep the maid’s company.” “Yes. How did I not think of that? I’ll just go do that.” When I can’t see him anymore, I shout after him from my perch on the stairs. “What should I wear? What kind of date is it?” “It’s a date—what else do you need to know? And I don’t care what you wear as long as you cover yourself up, neck to toe.” I do exactly that. I wear a red dress that isn’t too flashy. Short sleeves, open V neck, a relax fabric that gently hugs both my boobs and my hips and ends just above my knees. I quickly dry my thick hair and straightened it. I do my makeup, focusing heavily on the eyes. I wear my thick black coat and wrap my scarf around my neck, also donning my black leather gloves. Grabbing my cream ribbed beret from the top shelf of my closet, I put it on my head and walk out of the room in a hurry. I can’t exactly run yet because too much movement still caus
THERE iS a small knock on the door before it cracks open. “Millie?” ‘’Why are you knocking? We sleep in the same room.’’ I narrow my eyes. Then again, if you don’t want to have sex with me don’t come in,” I warn the only person who could be knocking on the door. Despite my warning, he opens it and stands there in all his glory. Same suit, same everything, face and frown and all. I stand there in my thankfully matching green bra and panties. I am standing with the towel in my hands, and I keep standing there as his hungry eyes takes in every inch of my half-naked body. I have hips now, but I like them. I like that there is more curve to me, a curve that love the touch of his hands. My boobs are much bigger from giving birth, but Asher doesn’t seem to mind. I’ve never been happier to have almost C cups now as I’ve been when I caught his eyes on them a time or two. In any case, we stand just like that, him in the doorway with eyes glued to me, me in the middle of the room with my b
“That word, babe just about killed me, Asher.” “You’re trying to distract me,” he mutters, and I smile because it is exactly what I am doing and it is working perfectly. I tilt my head to the side and take a big breath before going in again. No one had ever kissed me like Asher does, sure it hadn’t been much guys who have had the pleasure to search my mouth with their tongue, and I don’t think I ever want to find out if there is anyone else out there who could. “Why would I do that?” I whispers, my lips still touching his. I bite my lip. “Don’t get angry, I’m not saying we should act on it, but I really want you, Asher. Just so you know, it has been two months since I had our baby. I am so horny for you, I need to feel you again.” I feel his smile against my mouth and then his warm chuckle. The sound makes my heart sigh in happiness. “Really? I had no idea. You only say and text it every day, a couple times a day.” “And you never say it, or text it, or do it.” “Because I can