Mila's POV:: Through the wind, I heard the voices of my closest friends as they talked. I stepped closer but soon I realized they were having an argument. Was it about me? As I came around the corner through the sand, I walked up to the driveway. That's when I heard it. They were talking about a one-night stand. My heart felt like daggers were jabbed into it as my mouth dropped open. Staring at the two of them, I watched as Everett spun around. I managed to slip out of sight before they caught me. Why didn't Ada tell me about it? My mind was reeling as I scuffed the sand walking along the wall, holding it for balance. I felt dizzy as I was in such shock. It shouldn't be like this between us. We shared everything and told one another all our secrets. She was the one person I knew wouldn't lie to me. I walked around to the kitchen feeling unsettled, like I was out of my body. As Mr. Williams brought the plate with the skewers in, accidentally brushed against one searing my hand. "
"Yes, I have something to tell you," she said. Slowly, she opened the door and waved me in. My breathing was shallow as I made my way closer. Sitting perched beside her on the bed, I braced myself. Was she going to tell me the entire thing? Her face fell as she said, "Before we went on this vacation, me and Everett ran into each other at a bar and had a drunken fling. I don't know how to explain it to you." Immediately, I should have been relieved. She must have been referring to when we all went out and I brought Robert to cover as my boyfriend. Could it really be just that? No, I couldn't trust myself to see reality clearly. I had to make a gesture to see what she'd say. "You mean the night he tried to make me jealous, and I kicked him? I'm going to confront him. That isn't anything he can hold over your head," I said rising from the bed. She reached out and stopped me, holding firmly to my bare arm. I looked at her trying to wring free, but she wouldn't let go. "Don't do it," s
Mr. Williams held the pillow to his chest then entered, glancing down at me. He handed it to me. "Ada packed up and left," he said. I snatched the pillow back and hugged it briefly. My heart felt jabbed from the news, but my stubbornness took over. "I don't care," I remarked but my actions betrayed me. I still went to the window to see if it was true. Just as I did, I spied her; she was indeed leaving, heaving her suitcase into the black SUV. Inside I was screaming, hating that this was happening. How did our friendship become severed over a stupid guy? I was about to run after her, begging her not to go when I saw Everett. He dashed out after Ada, pulling on her arm. Recoiling, I almost turned away, but I couldn't look away. What a fool she was. "I hate them!" I complained to Mr. Williams. I was about to bang on the window when he came over. "Stop attacking Ada or you will regret it deeply. What you feel now is powerful but later it will be much worse, and you can't go back and
Huffing, I turned away, but Mr. Williams knew I wouldn't be able to resist my favorite pizza. He took out two plates and piled several pieces on each. There was no way I could refuse once he put it under my nose. That aroma was making me nearly drool. Taking our pizza, we came over to the sofa to eat. The light in the room was low and the ocean wind was making the eaves creak. It felt peaceful being inside. I glanced at him as I picked up my first piece. I sunk my teeth into it and my mouth burst with the mixture of flavors. The crust snapped as I bit down, the edge golden brown, even a bit dusty from the cornmeal, which I liked. The wonderful sourness of the goat cheese and kalamata touched my tastebuds, conjoined with the sharp cheddar and salty pepperoni. The heat from the jalapenos brought it all together and I delighted in it, moaning in pleasure. Mr. Williams chuckled and took a bite. "You make it look so good," he said, chewing. "I had to try it." My mouth was still full as
I felt frustrated like I'd made the wrong choice. Everything has been chaotic since I invited her. Then it dawned on me that when people who are close, hide dark secrets, it causes harm to each other. She was right in what she'd shouted to Mr. Williams. That was correct. "You might not believe me, but I think it was for the best that things came to a head. At least you've aired your feelings and you're going to find out what your friendship truly means to each other. I'd wager that you'll realize you care on a level you never realized, and it took this argument to make you understand what you feel about one another." His insightful words helped me feel better, but I began to wonder about something. Glancing at Mr. Williams I thought about our relationship, wondering if Everett was destined to hurt in the future. What if he ever found out? Did Mr. Williams plan to tell his son? I wondered with a heavy heart if I would cause more heartbreak. Everett's pov The moment I heard Ada cr
"What are you doing, Everett?” “I’m bringing you back.” “I mean, what do you want? For real. Don't play with me," she said. I could tell she was exhausted; her shoulders were slumped, and her hair was knotted from all the activity. Though her voice was serious, her eyes were glittering with passion as they reflected the nearby streetlights. The sound of whooshing cars lifted her hair as I shrugged. "I don't know, Ada but I can't leave you on the sidewalk in the middle of LA." I walked over to her suitcase and picked it up, carrying it over my head until I was able to get it into the trunk of the SUV. "Don't take that without my permission!" she ordered me, but I didn't listen, and she chased. When I turned around, I knew she wouldn't leave unless I made her, so I picked her up and carried her to the passenger seat. She half-heartedly punched me once on the back, but I didn't react, so she went limp, gave in and climbed on the seat willingly. Ada remained silent and didn't speak
Mila's POV:: My relationship with Everett and Ada remained awkward for the next few days until the beach party. We barely spoke and whenever we saw one another at breakfast and in the morning, each of us tried to avoid one another. I wasn't the most graceful when people knew I felt weird. Finally, the day of the beach party arrived. Ada wasn't kidding when she said she had been looking forward to it for the entire trip. She had an entire outfit dedicated to it. Ada, as always, dressed very seductively, in a skimpy bikini barely covering her lean body. Draped over her shoulders was a barely there beach dress, which could be easily removed for swimming or otherwise. As she sauntered to the beach, heads began to turn. Plenty of men approached her and she was able to carry on a charming conversation with nearly all of them but then she picked one to have a deeper talk with. He was older than Everett and more distinguished, probably closer to graduating college or maybe he already had
My face blushed crimson when I realized everyone saw my clumsy move. Not only was my head aching but so was my ego. Awkwardly, I clutched my things to my chest and left before anyone could come over and check on me. The last thing I wanted was more attention.As I dashed away, I felt saddened by regret. If I hadn't argued with Ada, we would have had a great time hanging out on the beach like we used to on holidays. Instead, I was running away from the crowd in embarrassment, bored to tears.Hanging my head, I stared at the sand as tiny pieces of dried seaweed stuck into my feet. Crouching, I removed the black pieces of kelp from my skin, then threw on my flip flops. Maybe I deserve all of this for making such questionable choices.Was it karma?Sighing, I went to get a drink from the cooler. Stuffing my hand in, the ice was sloshing around in the cold water, freezing my hand. Just as I retrieved the soda I wanted; I heard Lily's voice. It made me cringe like nails on a chalkboard.
I grab her hips, steady her movements, and pound my cock into her tightness with a wildness that feels like a drug in my bloodstream. She cries out, screaming as I take her mercilessly, each thrust harder than the last, short and fast, long and hard. Deep and deep. She gives one final guttural high-pitched scream and comes undone in my arms. I hold her tight to my chest, slowing the pace of my thrusts so her orgasm can ride her to the max. I love making her come so fucking much. I realized I'm patient when it comes to her unlike the other women just when I feel that her body has stopped shaking wildly around me, her moaning more controlled, my control slips and I pound into her again with primal focus, fast and long, pulling out to the tip and slamming into the hilt of my cock, her pussy walls clench around me tightly, dripping, welcoming, devastatingly warm and stretching to accommodate me. I feel her body shaking again as the next orgasm ripples through her. I come undone wi
"Open. this. damn. thing!.!" I punctuate each word with a kiss down his neck until I reach his nipple. I tease him with my tongue and he emits a low growl, his dark eyes going even darker. He hooks his hands inside the hem of his pants and pulls it down. His hard cock springs free and I gulp at the sight of him, fully naked in front of me. I stroke the vibrating length of his thick cock and he breathes sharply in my ear. I like the shift in power and it pushes me to be bolder as I wrap my hand along his length, stroking him carefully, looking deep into his eyes. "Mila." His eyes flash dangerously, I quicken my pace, relishing the raw masculinity emanating from him as I stroke his hard cock between us, my legs are weak and shaky from that earth-shattering orgasm he gave me with his mouth, else I would have knelt in front of him and taken him in my mouth. "Fuck. You have to stop that. I can't promise to be gentle if you keep that up." Linc groans against my neck, my breath catch
"Williams...Please..." I fist his thick hair, running my hand through his scalp. He kisses a fiery trail of lust down my stomach, wet kisses and the sharp pressure of his teeth pulling across my skin, the sensation is overwhelming. It leaves me breathless; all I can do is writhe my hips, begging for release. The man has a magical mouth, and he knows just how to use it. Years of experience have honed him into the perfect lover. I close my eyes, scratching my fingers across his back as he takes his time to get to my underwear. I inhale sharply when he places soft wet kisses around my bikini line. "Williams." I breathe as strong arms lift my legs high. He kisses the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, and I cry out. "You smell divine." He says, resting his head against my inner thigh and taking a deep breath, his stubble tickling me through the thin material of my underwear. I am close to insanity. I look down and I see his onyx eyes looking up at me in the darkness. I don't
He didn't look surprised and that took me aback, " you knew?" Mr Williams nodded, " Yes, it's Everett. He knew already. He just wanted you to open up forcefully " I exhaled. Mr Williams looked at me, his eyes filled with something I can't even describe, " you asked if I want to fuck you mila? No, I don't want to fuck you. I want to make love to you" I feel my lips tremble. He doesn't want to fuck me like the way we do just for the pleasure of it. He wants to make love to me like a lover would. Like a man who is in love with a woman. It made my heart swell. " I love you" I blurted out, the years blocking my vision from seeing his handsome face. " I love you too Mila" Mr Williams confessed, drawing my face closer to his. The feel of his smooth lips on mine is something I might never get over. My pulse starts racing as his huge palms caress my cheeks. "Mr Williams" I breathe into his gentle kiss. "Shhh, call me Williams or Roman. Let go, Mila. Just feel. Tell me to s
My heart is beating very fast. A lot of things seem to be going wrong. Who would even dare to threaten me with what I and Mr Williams had been doing. God! I feel so distressed about everything. From our secrets to someone whom I have no idea about knowing and has started blackmailing me with it. I hate this feeling. " Did you see the face of the person?" I asked the man who's still shaking in fear. He shook his head, " No, no, I didn't. He put on a cap covering half of his face and then with a nose mask. I didn't see his face. " I exhaled, closed my eyes, and opened it again. " Leave him alone," I told Robert. I knew the time had come for me to open up about what's going on with Mr Williams and I. First, I need to let him know that I'm being blackmailed. I picked up my phone and sent a text to him, wanting to know where he is. I need to meet him face to face and to see his facial expression as I tell him. I want to know what the plan is because I'm tired of hiding. I'm tired
"Oh," I said, "You didn't need to do that. You have nothing to prove to me." But inside I was kinda happy. And glad for him. At least his girlfriend wasn't that rabid bitch. He could do so much better. ☆☆☆☆☆☆ Mila pov:: I received a message which made my generic notification tone go off. Pulling down the message, I narrowed my eyes, having to read it multiple times. Anonymous: I've seen you and Mr. Williams. I know about what you're doing together. I won't go into details, but you know what I mean. Biting my lower lip, I was stunned. My heart began to race, and my neck had a sheen of sweat on it. It automatically gave the same feeling I'd had before like someone was watching me. My stomach felt like a fizzy storm had bubbled up from this threat. Could it be Lily again? Maybe I'd gone too far with using her son as leverage. At the time I thought I was being clever, but if this was her, maybe I shouldn't have taken it that far. Me: Who is this? Anonymous: Tell no one else.
"So what series is it you're going to binge?" I asked him, sipping from the iced tea, then shoving the pie plate away."It's an older one. Three seasons. Set in northern Britain. Very dark, but also hilarious.""Sounds... Good, I think?" I said, my elbows on the table throwing my palms up. He chuckled."I can see why you have apprehension. I've been secretive about my questionable shows with everyone else but for some reason, just now, all you had to do was ask and I confessed."I snorted, chuckling under my breath. Was he serious? He seemed like it. Just as I was about to ask him more a figure approached us. That scent of alcohol mixed with a little bit of BO and deodorant that I kinda liked. It was Everett."So, Robert, why are you here with Ada?" Everett asked outright, snapping his eyes to his supposed rival. I was so stunned I couldn't speak and that was a rarity. My stomach felt queasy. But then I felt excited.He was fidgeting and Charline wasn't hanging off him quite as
He was just going through the motions.My heart sank. I wished he could find something real. Those couple of nights in LA made me think he really wanted to change. Maybe someday."Give him some time, Ada. Maybe he'll surprise you."She shrugged, rolled her eyes and began to chug off her fountain raspberry ice tea, averting her eyes. Robert glanced back then went back to take the last bite of his sandwich. Leaning back he patted his belly."Wow, I am so stuffed right now. I need a wind down drink at home, maybe an episode of my favorite series then to pass out.""It's only the beginning of the week, Robert," I said whimpering, trying to commiserate. "We have to pretend we're not tired yet. It's office culture law."He frowned and said, "Sorry. You're right. I do know better." He pointed at me and we smiled. Then, I saw our waiter heading over to our table, with a dessert in one hand and a check in the other."We can split this," I said, "Or I can pay." I rifled through my purse.
His nose was slightly red from his exertion and the temperature as he waved the folder at me. Damn! It was one of the files from work.I must have dropped it when Ada texted me. Good thing he was behind to grab that up. I was so excited I didn't notice it slipped out from under my arm. How careless of me!Mr. Williams would be pissed if other people saw last quarters inside market reports."Thanks, Robert," I said, "My mind has been all over the place. You're a lifesaver.""Oh, it was pure chance I found it. You don't normally leave this way.""You're right, I don't," I paused, brushing my lips with my index finger then, "Were you behind me the whole time?”“Mm-hmm, I think so.”“Did you happen to notice if anyone else was following me?""I did see people, but I don’t know if they were following you. Why do you think it was you they wanted?”"I had the heeby jeebies, you know? Just a feeling. But every time I turned around, there was nobody there. But once I kept walking, it