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Ian Quinn: Come out. Say what now? He doesn’t mean… I looked at the time at the top of my phone, it was half past nine our last text thirty-seven minutes ago, that was enough time for him to... I shook my head, thinking I was getting ahead of myself. But then what did he mean to come out? I crossed over to the window at the side and pushed the floral curtains to the side. Three floors down, parked at the front beside Bumper is a black Mercedes with the headlights on. I can’t see shit through the darkly tinted glasses but I knew it was him. What the heck is he doing here? Glaring down at the vehicle I clicked on my phone. Me: I told you I’ll be staying here tonight. He completely ignored my wishes and came to get me himself like I was a wayward child out past curfew. You've got to be kidding me. I was mentally seething. My phone lights up. Ian Quinn: Would you like me to come get you? Gah! Damn it. I gritted my teeth I’m surprised they don’t turn to first in my mou
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Ian grunted in surprise, it lasted for only a split second, and then his lips were slanting over mine. Fingers wrapped around the nape of my neck and my back bumped into the closed door as he ate at my mouth. His mouth was warm, his taste like nothing I knew, and the first stroke of his tongue into my mouth sent a jolt through me. My eyes fell shut as Ian took over, and kissed me until my anger melted, melted into something else, something just as fiery, but molten, it spread over my limbs igniting a hunger that had me arching into him, I moaned as he leaned into me fully, my fingers clenching around his shirt, desire pooling low in my belly. He kissed me in a way I wasn’t aware was possible. Claiming me with parted lips, thrusting tongue, and fervor that had my thighs clenching. Oh God… The man could kiss, his tongue glided against mine, his lips sucking, his mouth plundered mine with something akin to desperation, I didn't understand it but my God it made me heady. The h
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Act normal, like nothing happened last night I nodded and straightened my spine. People hooked up casually all the time, although what we did last night doesn’t fall into the hook up category, we’d have had to go all the way for that to happen. And we didn’t. Oh my God, despite the double orgasms last night that lulled me right to sleep with my wetness still coating my thighs and the taste of my musk lingering on my tongue, I couldn’t sit still this morning. I’d never touched myself while someone watched, occasionally, when I flicked the bean for some much needed relief I stopped at one, I didn’t know I could do it and so soon, but last night with his eyes on my fingers between my parted thighs I couldn’t stop the feeling, the build of another orgasm in my core, and his voice when he said I want to watch you come again. Fudge. It was the hottest encounter of my life. Better than sex even. And all we did was kiss and I masturbated to completion with his directions of cour
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I try to go about my day as I normally would, Hannah texted to say that Kyle came by her place this morning. She didn’t offer more details but she was t cursing him out so I hoped he explained what went down and they made up. I was glad for it. It gave me time to be with my thoughts. As you can imagine he was at the forefront of my mind. Last night, this morning, did I mention last night? I was still hooked up on that and why wouldn’t I be? When I finally got my body to calm down after the heavy make out session in the car this morning and attended my classes, I absorb absolutely nothing and writing half sentences until I gave up, decided to borrow the notes of a classmate of create mine after studying on the topic later when I have my senses about me. I tried to think about what went down rationally.I jumped him. There was no other word for it. I’ve never been one to react on my emotions like that, it was crazy and his response? One minute I was angry and spitting fire, de
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I don’t see the woman standing inside until I’ve pushed the door open, I wasn’t expecting to see anyone, I didn’t think they came to visit anymore, her head wipped around blond hair flying as Eunice turned looking like she’d been caught doing something she shouldn’t be. In a pink blazer a cream camisole and matching wide leg pants, a pair of nude pumps at her feet and a black channel purse cradled in front of her, she looked like she was attending an event and not making a trip to the hospital. But that was to be expected. Her fists flies to her cheek a large diamond ring glinting at her finger as she dabbed under her right eye, I wondered for a second if she wasn’t worried about plucking an eyeball at her sharp nails. My eyes dropped and I cleared my throat “I can come back later” I offered unsure. I really didn’t think she and Monica still visited from the last time we were here and she couldn’t wait to leave, not to mention how displeased she was at the turn out of his last will
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The look on her face before she left was priceless. She wanted right then to demand I hand over the company, wished she could intimidate me giving it up. If she wanted it that badly she would have to drag me to court, and weren’t those just fun? I’ve seen enough court battles on social media, so many dirty laundry and lies are exposed to discredit the opponents. If I was going to go through with this, I’d have to be ready for whatever she threw at me, and grow a think skin. I’m wondering if I should call Mr Alfred when I hear the sound of the door opening behind me. A man with salt and pepper hair steps in, wearing a dark suit and tie, his head lifts and I recognize the warm smile that spreads across a handsome face. “Katy, good afternoon dear, I was hoping to run into you today, I’m glad I was right” “Mr smith? Hi, good afternoon to you too” I mumbled then got up when he closed the door behind him, stepping further into the room, we shook hands and I tried to smile as looked
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I’m getting some work done in the dinning Sunday afternoon just as I click save on my computer Ms. Pat appears at the door way, a plate of water mouthing cookies on a plate and a glass of milk is deposited beside my computer. I groaned tiredly beaming at her. “Thank you so much, have I told you how much I loved these?” “You didn’t need to dear, the rate at which it disappears whenever I back a fresh hatch gives you away” she returns with a smile. And I wanted to hug her. She’s always been polite, asking if I needed anything done around the house and to not hesitate to ask, the same way attendants are super polite at fancy hotels, but was it just me or she’s been even nicer since Friday? It took a while before I was able to face her again after the kiss, it certainly helped that Ian has being… I had no words. We hadn’t spoken like I planned Friday night, it likely had something to do with the way we were kissing immediately we got behind closed doors. His fingers fisted in my ha
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Ms. Pat sends one of the girls, Bailey to inform me that dinner is served. My first thought is to have them send it down to my room, but that would seem like I was hiding. And what has hiding ever give me? It certainly changed nothing the hours I spent here all afternoon. I tried to watch a few episodes of supernatural when I academics didn’t prove to be strong distractions from my looping thoughts. Discards them without a second thought. But even that fell short. So, I climbed in bed, popped in my earbuds and hit Halsey’s playlist on repeat while I tried to nap. Now, I mumbled “Be right there, thanks” to the lady as I slipped out of bed. I splashed some water on my face and tamed my hair into a bun at the top my head and left my room. “Why are you pouting?” It was the third question he’s asked me since I joined him five minutes ago and I wasn’t pouting. My fingers tightened around my fork and I relaxed them immediately and kept eating. “All this because I fired a maid?” I f
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