A little while later…“Think of this as a trial run,” I tell Apollo as he looks out the window to find Celeste.“I’m counting down the days.” He looks back and smiles at me, and I can see the genuine love in his eyes.“I’m so damn proud of you,” I tell him as I walk over and hug him close.“Oh, Dad, you’re not going to get all sappy on me, are you?” he teases and hugs me back.“Yes. It’s my wedding day, and I get to do whatever I want.”“How is this different from any other day?”When I pull back to look at him, he’s smiling. “Well, to be fair, it’s your mom's day, and she’s allowing me to participate when necessary.”“You love it.” He squeezes my shoulder, and I nod.“I wouldn’t want it any other way.”There’s a knock on the door, and when I turn around, I see Shy entering the room wearing his matching tuxedo.“Hey guys,” he says softly.Our relationship is going slowly, but when I asked him to be a part of my wedding, he didn’t hesitate. He’s a good kid, and all he really needed was
Many years later…“Are you leaving already?” I ask Celeste before she can slip out of the tent. I love when they visit the estate because the grandchildren's laughter fills our home. If it was up to me, they’d never leave, but as of right now, Apollo’s office is still in the city. I miss them all terribly when they’re gone, but I’m trying to be patient.There’s nothing like a mother’s love, but a grandmother's love is something else altogether. I have a feeling they might be coming home permanently soon, but Apollo told me to keep a lid on it.“Lo needs feeding.” I nod in understanding. The sitter could warm up a bottle of breast milk, but Lo sleeps better when he nurses from his mama.“The twins are still out?” I ask and then fight a smirk. Gavin and I took them all around the estate tonight during the annual charity fair. The first part of the night was more for the kids, but the auction is starting soon.“They’re out for the night. You and Gavin must have worked some magic.”“All r
Terrence is going on her very first vacation, and she's trying not to set herself up with so many expectations. So, when she falls in love, so quick, so strong, she's shocked. What's even wilder? The man who's set her, her bikini regions, her chest, everywhere on fire is four times her age and her best friend, Sasha's grandfather.If Sasha finds out what they've been up to behind closed doors, ruffling sheets, and exploring each other's bodies, she'll be mad as hell. Benny knows this, and maintains strongly they end things. But even a military hero's will is only so strong.Terrence is an embodiment of temptation, and each time he looks at her, a little bit of his willpower breaks away.How long before he caves in finally?-----------1: Terrence.It’s my first vacation. Ever.I’ve always wondered if the television depictions of a family vacation were real—and they are. I push up on my elbow and lower my sunglasses to scan the beach. It’s exactly as I pictured it. Teens playing volley
What in the hell is wrong with me?I can’t seem to stop watching the brunette in her little white bikini. It’s disgusting behavior on my part. Foul. She’s obviously friends with my granddaughter and that probably means they are the same age. Early twenties. Way, way too young. Criminally so.This isn’t a problem I usually have—lusting after younger women. Hell, I like sex as much as the next guy, but only with women of an appropriate age. And only when I have time. Once it’s over, that’s it. The physical need has been fulfilled and I can move on to more important shit. But Jesus, I’ve never seen anything so sweet in my sixty-three years and I’ve been to damn near every country under the sun. Every man on the beach is in the same predicament, too. Unable to quit staring at her graceful legs, her little cans knocking around in those tiny triangles. The eager innocence of her expression.Enough of that, sicko.This is retirement’s fault. I’m all out of whack. I don’t have anything to kee
Oh my goodness, I made an absolute fool out of myself this afternoon.What came over me?I can’t really pinpoint what made me issue a subtle proposition to my best friend’s grandfather, only that it felt really, exquisitely right in the moment. When I got up close to the man and his strength washed over me, I went weak in the knees. My blood heated to a boiling point so fast, I got lightheaded. He smells like the leather of an expensive new belt. He’s so much bigger than me. In height and girth. All I could think was…All I could hear was my mind saying…Take care of me.Take care of me.Which is so not my personality. As an orphan who lived her life in foster homes, I’ve had to fight for every scrap of food, every advantage. No one was going to look after poor, abandoned Terrence, so I had to do it myself. I’ve never relied on anyone. Ever. Even accepting this free vacation from Sasha was a difficult pill to swallow.But standing in front of Benny, this commanding general with his gr
“God almighty, best come I’ve ever had. Oh lord, it won’t stop.” He’s so rough with these final thrusts that he apologizes in between each one, his teeth razing my neck, his breath hot in my ear. “Sorry, angel baby. Can’t help this. Can’t stop.”“Don’t be sorry,” I gasp, holding on for dear life. “I want it. I need it.”“You’re not old enough to know what you need, but I’m going to show you,” he says in between harsh breaths, his lips skating over my shoulder and down, down to my breasts. In one deft movement, he shoves aside the triangles of my bikini top and wraps his tongue around a distended nipple, sucking it noisily while his right hand moves downward in between us, pushing down my bottoms with hurried shoves. “Never tasted anything as fresh in my fucking life as these titties. Shaking them all over the beach, no idea you’re driving the men wild, huh? You like making everyone’s dick hard, angel baby?”“Only yours, Daddy,” I whimper, the suction of his lips around my nipple causi
I wave to my granddaughter from the other side of the hotel bar. When she smiles and sends me a flurry of fingers in return, I’m swamped by guilt. She has no idea I just dry fucked her best friend up on the tenth floor. Hell, I could barely bring myself to wipe her come off my chin and I have the nerve to wave at Sasha? I should be locked up. Behind bars.Especially because I want to do it again.And again.The bartender slides a glass in front of me, accompanied by a bottle of scotch. I must look like I need a stiff drink—and I do. I slosh two fingers of liquor into the glass and toss it back, immediately regretting the action because it washes away some of her taste.I shove the glass aside and rake my hands down my face. Of course, Terrence’s room had to be joined with mine. The temptation is going to flat out kill me. I’ve been on this earth sixty-three years and I’ve had my fair share of women, but I’ve never, ever had one that compared to Terrence. The fragile innocence of her,
My pulse is heavy and quick in my ears.I can’t seem to stand still, crossing my ankles and uncrossing them just as quickly. Squeezing my thighs together. Laughing at a conversation between Sasha and her cousins, but barely hearing a single word that’s exchanged. This time the general isn’t wearing sunglasses, so I know he’s staring at me. I can feel the heat of his gaze meandering up the backs of my legs and lingering on my butt. I can’t seem to stop myself from cocking one hip and dropping the other, arching my back slightly so he can memorize the pathways of my body.I’m thirty yards from the man but I can still feel his expert tongue working against my sex, can still hear the way he spoke to me. With such blunt ownership. But is he actually taking it? Or is he pushing me away? The latter is what I deduced based on the way he left my room earlier. Now, though? The hungry way he’s watching me tells a very different story.“Vegas” by Doja Cat starts to play over the bar speakers.“Oo