** I slap around the inside of my bag, my hand hits a familiar object and I grab it between my index and middle finger, tap the answer, and bring the phone to my ear. "Hello" “Mum wants you at the house” No hello, good morning, Typical. I rolled my eyes and crossed forward, my bag handing down one arm “Er… why?” “Don’t know, I’m just the messenger, probably to get the rest of your crap” Monica chuckled. The only things left in my room were furniture, some old knickknacks, personal items, and some books. I nodded hello at a fellow coursemate “It’s not hurting anyone just leave it be” I was thinking of going through them to see what could be donated but I just haven’t had the time. "After what you did, you better watch your back, I told Mum you were faking the whole time, I saw it coming but did she believe me?” My brows come together as my feet slow in strides, “What are you talking about?” My sister snorted loudly “Quit playing dumb, I’ve always suspected that stupid quie
***"W-why was that woman h-here Ian?” His brows scrunched “We discussed business, and had lunch afterward-" “Why are you having lunch with her?” “She is a colleague, a friend-” "A friend?" I repeated, even I could head the accusation in my tone but I wanted facts, answers, and I wanted them right now.His eyes jumped from me to the room, the walls, the bed, and back to me “What did you think you’d find?” “I don’t know, you tell me" I didn't like how shaky my voice was getting, how choppy my breath sounded.“You think I fucked her? In here?” “I seem to remember you having no qualms about a little workplace quickie." I threw out a hand "And there’s a bed and a door-“ “If I wanted to have a quickie I would not choose a time and day you were dropping in” he stated flatly. A thought tickled in my mind because that made sense. “Oh, I don’t know, I’m an hour early” Maybe he wasn't expecting me until later and I left my school early because he said to drop by anytime, only I didnt kno
**"My bag..." I mumbled when Ian helped me from the vehicle and slammed the door shut."I'll have someone get it."Ian had slipped on his waistcoat before we left his office this evening, his briefcase and jacket in hand, he led me down the halls in the direction of our rooms. He tossed his jacket and briefcase on his bed without pausing his stride, and before I knew it, we were in his bathroom, the lights came on and he was pulling at the hem of my shirt. "Up," I lift my arms and the shirt goes over my head and lands by my feet on the floor. My bra is next, he lowers to his hunches as he undoes the button on my jeans, I kick off my sneakers by the time he is dragging my pants down my thighs. Less than a minute later, I'm standing beside him in front of him in the nude, my loose hair, still messy from our tryst earlier in his office this afternoon hanging around my shoulder.It takes him even less time to undress and he's ushering me into the glass shower. He reaches beside me f
“Come here, baby" I crawled forward and he pulled me to his arms, smoothing a hand down my back. "Just you and me Katy” I nodded, swallowing the knot in my throat. I believed him. He cupped my nape and pressed his lips to my temple. “It must have been difficult” I groaned and slid to my side, my front rubbed against his chest. Now that I was distracted by my nerves I could feel the warmth of his palm on the base of my spine. “It was, I look like my mum, and my stepmom Eunice didn’t much like that, a constant reminder of the first woman,” I said with widened eyes, braching my chin on the back of my hand. His finger tucked an escaped strand behind my ear, eyes roaming my face in the dim light. “She must have been very beautiful, your mom” “She was" I nodded dreamily "I don’t remember her very well but I have pictures, want to see?” He nodded, I got up and rolled out of bed, I bent to pick up his discarded shirt, shrugged it on, and hurried to my room. I pushed some clothes asi
“Fuck baby,” Ian growled. “Just like that, take me, take me deep” one large palm covered the expanse of my ass as he helped me move on him. “Bounce on my cock Kitten,” he ordered and I followed his directions, lifting with my thighs and falling back down, my ass slamming to his groin with each motion. My breath rushed out of my lungs every time I came down on him sitting his cock deep inside me, taking him to the hilt, his eyes rolled shut and he groaned “Just like that Kitten, fuck, fuck, just like that” “Uhmn!” I grunted each time I lifted and lowered on him again and again. It's morning and Ian decided he wanted to watch my tits bounce as I rode him and he did just that. Usually, he did the fucking, and damn was he good at it so there was no complaints here, but the few times he let me get on top was so hot, I felt empowered and so freaking sexy making a powerful man like Ian Quinn overcome with pleasure, riding his cock with all my might, deep and hard. Bouncing on his cock aft
“I imagine Mr. Baker Hill didn’t take it too well after the announcement” I chew on the edge of my plastic fork staring at the group sitting in front of me, a guy tossed a small basketball, and another guy, a fellow teammate I imagine, caught it easily with a smirk. “I've heard no complaints” a deep baritone rasped into my ear and my lower lip curled into a small smile. There'd been another meeting at Morgan Construction this morning and I was happy to be absent It seemed to have been less eventful than the last, and the board came to an agreement. “It was a fair vote after all” Ian mumbled almost distractedly.I snorted. “And I imagined several people wanted to be on the safe side in other words, with the boss”“I have no idea what you're talking about” he returned and I could hear the amusment in his voice.“Tell me, would you have let it if the vote went in Hill’s favor?”“It didn’t”I tucked my hair behind my ear and adjusted my wireless device in my left ear, “But…?”“I don’t
It is pretty sunny the next afternoon and I'm not the only one excited as I place another chair a few feet from the first then another and another. In front of me some men are hammering and putting together what I assume is a stage, right now it just looks like a bunch of woods and planks, Elise is waving her hands left and right directing the men as they work. Some other staff were arranging chairs like me, a few carrying flower vases to the middle of the tables covered with white clothes. On the far side, Ray is setting up the last of the tables, he turns it to the top, a tall girl with shoulder-length blond hair assisting, Jesse, his girlfriend, I’d met her over an hour ago when they arrived together, Ray doing a speedy introduction and went over the plans for today, it had been a little weird, okay, a lot weird, I managed to hold on to my smile and was so glad when Elise called us to get started with the tables, as I arranged the chairs, I looked up every few minutes to find he
“No, I didn’t” I deflated still watching the little boy as he stuffed cookies into his pockets.I feel him step closer to me. “I meant the other thing”Oh, that. “It was nothing” I mumbled, smoothing a hand down my skirt.It had been a delicate situation. Children were delicate. It was just the way I would have wanted someone, anyone to speak to me when I was that age.I'm here for you Katy. Let's be friends Katy.A hand drops to the small of my back turning me to face, his gaze meets mine, calm, holding a hint of amusement and a little… imploring? My gaze dropped to the undone button at the collar of his white shirt, and my eyes followed the row of buttons down his chest, though he'd been wearing it all day, it managed to look crisp, only a hint of wrinkle could be seen where his sleeves have been perfectly folded. The shirt is tucked neatly into navy blue suit pants. He looked handsome. Then again he always looked handsome. He seemed content to just stare at me, I clasped my h