She gave long, deliberate licks from top to bottom, hardening him even more. After teasing the head for a few moments, her wet, warm mouth closed around his gland, and just like that, the world fell away for him. His head tipping back, eyes closing on their own and his Adam's apple bobbing with a suppressed sigh. Lightly squeezing his ballsacks, she swallowed more of him, causing the man to tremble uncontrollably. On impulse, he grabbed the back of her head and thrusted it into her mouth. A satisfied sigh tore through his chest as he felt the back of her throat pressed against his cock. She was just the right kind of warm. Hell broke loose when she began deepthroating him. Up and down, her saliva thickly coated his shaft, dripping off its end. She then licked the base of his cock, her tongue teasing him ruthlessly. She let out a lustful moan that vibrated through his cock, making him unravel without warning. Her mouth flooded with his cum as he climaxed inside her mouth. She swallowe
Maya splashed icy water across her face, the sudden chill searing her skin. Closing her eyes, she leaned over the countertop, breathing heavily. His monstrous face flashed suddenly, sending a shiver down her spine. Her eyes snapped open, quivering with dread. With his face, rushed back all those horrifying memories that still haunted her nights. There were higher chances of that being a co-incident. Paulo was a common name. But still, she couldn't help but feel on edge. Only his name was enough to set her off into a whirl of terror.After spending a few moments in the bathroom, she came out and locked eyes with Miguel who was waiting for her. "You okay?" he questioned in concern as he noticed her paled face. She nodded in response while walking back to her seat. "Do you need something?" she asked, lifting the glass of water from the table. "Umm.... my friend's wedding is coming up and I am not sure what to gift her. She is a woman and you are a woman too. I thought I could ask you
"Stop. Anyone can come in," she stopped his hand that was about to slip into her skirt.Pulling her closer by her waist, he pecked her lips and murmured seductively against her soft lips, "No one's coming in until I am done with you." She had stopped by his office to give him his lunch but instead of focusing on food, he was planning to feast on her.The prey was caged between the desk and his solid body. "I've to go. I am already running late," she twisted in his arms to get free but his grip was as firm as of Iron."Not until I get what I want," asserting that, he freed his hand and cupped her warm core. She responded with a resigned sigh. He wasn't going to free her until he got what he wanted from her. "Do you never get tired of it?" she asked as he shoved his fingers into her panties. He smirked devilishly and pressed his thumb against her clit. "Can someone get tired of breathing?" he whispered against her lips, rolling the sensitive bud between his thumb and finger. She mo
"So will you come?" Dante asked, his eyes fixed on her as her fingers danced across her phone's screen. "Maya?" he called her after receiving no response. "huh?" Maya glanced up, confused, clearly having missed whatever he’d said. "I was asking if you would be coming to picnic?" he repeated patiently. "When?" she asked. "Tomorrow," he answered. She responded with a thoughtful nod. "Is it only us?" she questioned. "I just told you, my whole family will be there including Carlos, Eviana, and Rosemary," he told her, slightly annoyed by her lack of attention. She chewed on her lips as she pondered over the information. "I don't think your family would want me to join," she shared her concern. "Their will doesn't matter. I want you to.." a sharp ping interrupted him, her gaze darted down, and in an instant, her attention was pulled away. She was again typing. He watched her, his mouth curving into a frown as she shifted her entire focus to her phone. "I'll go and sleep,"
"Your suspicion was right. He was in Australia," Peter, her detective, confirmed. The words hung in the air as she struggled to process them. Despite the inkling brewing in Maya's mind for weeks, the revelation struck her like a lethal bullet, knocking the air out of her lungs. She tightly clutched her chair's arms as her head began to spin. Dread consumed her. Only one question raged in her mind- why was he in Australia? Was he following her? "Where is he now?" it took all her strength to utter the words. She felt utterly weak. "He vanished again with no trace," Peter disclosed with a sigh, prompting dread to twist painfully in her guts. His features softened instantly as he noticed her horrified countenance and assured her, "But don't worry, I'll get to him no matter where he is hiding." Despite her struggle, a tear still escaped her eye. Even a momentary flash of her past was enough to trigger her panic. She wiped away her tears and schooled her countenance. Putting on a neutral
"Wow. We've been living in the city forever and even we didn't know about this place," Katty remarked before she turned her face to Eviana and asked, "How did you know about it?" "Just some research," Eviana shrugged, grinning proudly. It was a small clean space in the heart of the wilderness. Lofty mountains flanked the forest. Wildflowers in vibrant, vivid hues surrounded the spot, a crystal-clear stream meandered serenely nearby, disappearing into a larger river somewhere in the distance, and the melodious chirps of birds echoed, undisturbed by traffic noise. A lovely place. They had also come prepared to spend the night under the stars as tents lay on the side of the clearing. "Do you like it, Vinni?" Katty purred to Vincent, gently tossing him in the air and catching him. The boy giggled, giving his approval. "Your Mom is amazing, isn't she?" Katty cooed to him, referring to Eviana. She wanted him to see only Eviana as his mother. Vincent reached up and pulled her hair with
After putting Vincent to sleep, she stepped out of the tent and ventured deep into the woods to relieve herself. A flicker of unease stirred within her at the thought of going in alone but she dismissed it. The sun was up and beaming. This wasn't her first time staying in the woods anyway, back in her teen years she had taken a lot of trips with her friends. Dante was out somewhere, entertaining his endless business calls. Katty and others were sprawled across the blanket in the distance, engrossed in animated conversation. The woman made sure to zip the tent for Vincent's safety. After relieving herself, she was coming back to the tent when she realised she had lost her way. After struggling for some time, she finally found her way back only to be met with an unexpected sight. Everyone looked visibly tensed, searching frantically for something. Dante came out of a tent, his expression was strained with worry. "What's wrong?" Maya questioned as she came closer, instantly catching hi
The wind, sharp as blades, cut through them as he carried her towards the ground. The sun had already set and the night was slowly sprawling its wings across the sky. Gently, he lowered her to the ground, his movements deliberate and tender. She hugged him before he could move away, desperate for his warmth. It was too cold out here. Her teeth were chattering. Dante looked around. They had successfully landed themselves in the densest part of the woods. They were now trapped between the river and the jungle. "Let me gather some wood and then we can light a fire," he told her softly. "It's cold," she whimpered, her grip tightening, unwilling to let him go. "I know. That's why we need fire to keep us warm," he explained to her. Besides, they needed fire to stave off wild animals. She thought about it for a moment before reluctantly drawing away. He then quickly went into the woods to collect wood. As he didn't have a torch or phone with him, he had to collect the branches and st
DANTE POVFirst-sight love never made sense to me until she looked into my eyes and conquered my forlorn heart. What no one could do in years, she did it in just one look. And suddenly, I was obsessed, hopelessly smitten with a girl 10 years younger than me. I found msyelf counting stars at night, daydreaming about her, and touching myself while thinking about her. Damn! I was looking forward to getting married to her and starting a family together. She had been so firmly etched into my heart. But all my dreams came crashing to the ground when she confessed her feelings for another man to me. I didn't know heartache could be this devastating. Fuck! I couldn't even breathe properly for a week. It hurt to breathe, to exist. I don't know if it was my love for her or my grief that God returned her to me. Call me selfish, but I was happy their relationship didn't work out. I was happy that she lost her feelings for him. Her heart was broken and I was determined to heal it. If need be, I
Dante plucked fresh red blooms from the garden. Getting rid of the thorns, he bound them together with a ribbon and headed straight towards their room. The fresh morning breeze played with his hair as he walked through the front porch. The house was quiet right now but not for long. The moment his kids would wake up, his quiet sanctuary was going to turn into a rooster house. Everyone predicted right. Their daughter was indeed a handful. From the moment she learned to walk, she was always running- leaving a trail of chaos in her wake. As for little Vincent, he would join his sister in everything she does. And amid the whirlwind of noise and destruction their kids caused, it was Maya who bore the brunt of it all.He gently pushed the door open and walked in to find Maya asleep. A smile formed on his lips as he gazed at her. Her unparalleled beauty made his heart ache with love. He had taken a day off today so she could rest. He was guilty of not being there as much as he should. His w
She screamed her throat raw but that stubborn baby didn't budge from its place. Maya, coated in sweat, was already exhausted. She could tell this baby was going to be a handful. "Push," Dante encouraged her, giving a squeeze to her hand. Maya pushed harder, tears welling up in her eyes. She had never strained her body this much in life before. Indeed becoming a mother was like taking another birth. "We can see the head," the doctor stated. Maya's emotions were running high at the moment. She loved her baby with all her heart but she needed him/her to come out already. It was hurting beyond her tolerance. But despite the pain, she pushed harder. The excitement to see her baby couldn't be surpassed by any pain. Dante stroked her arm, desperate to bring her comfort. He wished he could take away her pain but that was impossible. The nature was unfair considering that both partners share the pleasure of creating life but the pain is reserved only for women. He couldn't even imagine the
Maya placed the portrait on the wall where she could see it from her bed. There were tons of pictures taken on their wedding day and this one was her absolute favorite. It was the picture of her, him, and Vincent, radiant with happiness. Her hand hovered before she traced his face, her touch lingering as memories of that day swirled around her. She smiled, her heart overflowing with love and gratitude. Just then a pair of hands came to rest on her waist. Her smile deepened as she noticed his reflection in the portrait. "I want this to be my second view in the morning," she told him. He placed his chin on her shoulder, eye holding hers. "And what's your first view?" Dante asked, his warm breath caressing the curve of her neck. She turned in his embrace, her gaze lifting to meet his. Even though small, she fit so perfectly against him. This woman had him wrapped around her tiny fingers. "You," she answered, a soft smile tugging at her lips. Dante was tempted to drink on that."So,
Submission isn't only for wars, love demands it too. And in love, when one surrenders, they gain the joy of belonging. To belong to someone is a blessing wrapped in love and trust. Just like the moon belongs to sky, rivers belong to oceans, she belongs to Dante. Only family and friends were invited to their wedding as they wanted to keep it low profile. She stepped out of her room to find her parents waiting. Mr. and Mrs. Diaz froze at first before gentle tears claimed their eyes as they saw her ready to start a new chapter of her life. "How do I look?" she asked sheepishly. Her wedding gown was stunning, she didn't know if she was doing justice to it. "Beautiful," Mrs. Diaz replied, approaching her. "Then why are you both crying?" Maya asked, her eyes drifting to her dad. "You'll understand the day you'll wed off your daughter," Mrs. Diaz told her while adjusting her neckpiece. Maya understood. Seeing their children start a new life must be an emotional moment for parents.
A faint cry of pain slipped from her mouth as she woke up to a crushing headache. She blinked against the harsh white light piercing her vision. "Maya," her mother called. Maya slightly turned her head to find her parents seated beside her. "Where is Dante?" she asked in a whisper. Anxiety etched across her face as she remembered the last night. They had met an accident. Dante had covered her with his body. That's all she remembered. "He is fine," Mrs. Diaz assured her. Maya searched her eyes for any lie but there was none. "My baby?" she asked dreadfully. Her heart began to hammer vigorously against her chest. She didn't know how she would endure if something had happened to her child. "Baby is fine too," she told her. Her eyes blurred with tears of relief. "Ssshh..my child. Everything is fine now," Mr. Diaz consoled her. "I want to see him," she implored through her tears. She had to make sure he was fine. She was not able to recover from the horror they experienced last ni
"We did it," Maya exclaimed, bursting with joy. The thrill lingered until the biting chill of the air nipped at her skin, causing her to tremble. Just as the cold began to seep deeper, a sudden unexpected warmth engulfed her. Startled, she turned to see Dante gently wrapping a scarf around her shoulder. His eyes filled with tender emotions.She pulled the scarf together, her heart swelling with tender love."City looks so beautiful from up here," Maya said, dazzled by the sight of lights glimmering across the hillside. Smiling, Dante stepped forward. "But this is not why I brought you here," he revealed, confusing her. She turned to look at him. He raised his hand and pointed a finger towards the sky. Her breath caught as her eyes widened in awe, her gaze drinking in the breathtaking beauty of the glittering night sky. He stood behind her, his chest touching her back. "Ain't they beautiful?" he asked softly. She nodded, caught in the beauty of the sky. He couldn't help but marvel at
Maya locked eyes with Katty. A maid had told her that Mrs. Martinez was waiting for her in the living room. She had no idea why she wanted to see her but she had a hunch that it was related to her pregnancy. She had decided she would refuse outrightly if she asked her to abort her child. Mrs. Martinez offered her a soft smile as she rose from the couch. Maya reciprocated with a hesitant smile of her own. "Since Dante isn’t around, I thought it was the ideal time to meet you." Katty started, deepening her sense of unease. "Why..why did you want to see me?" Maya asked, her guards up."You are glowing," Katty noted before adding in a friendly manner, "Pregnancy does that to you." Her eyes drifted to her belly where her grandkid was growing. The warmth in her gaze didn't escape Maya's notice."Thank you," she replied, smiling genuinely. She was glowing not because of her pregnancy but because of him. Her son was the reason behind her happiness. Dante was on cloud nine since he heard
She yanked him closer. Her hands moving with an urgency as she began undressing his chiseled frame. She traced the hard contours of his chest with her palm, the beats of his heart sending a fluttering sensation through her core. He was fascinating- sculpted like a statue. Perfection. The sexual attraction she felt for him was insane—the aching need to have his body wrap around hers. He ripped open his shirt, the buttons scattering across the floor with a sharp clatter. After that, he grabbed the fabric of her nightdress and tore it open with a ripping sound that mimicked her urgency. They both were burning in the inferno of desire. Gripping her wide hips, he drew her against his erection. With a titillating grinding motion, he moved it against her pulsating tender flesh. She moaned, her senses unraveling with need. Desire overwhelmed her to the point she wanted to cry. "Dante," she moaned breathlessly, he was teasing her relentlessly. "What do you want, baby?" he demanded in hoars