RENEE“I still can’t believe you slept with Robert, Renee.” Nicole snickered for the umpteenth time. Her snide remarks echoing off every wall and corner of the room. “Please, Nicole. Don’t start.”“Oh, Renee...” She purred before continuing. “You went to his office to confront him about the restaurant, but he ended up fucking you. Way to go, Mr. Robert. I love me some a dirty-minded man.” “Nicole don’t gloat about this. And don’t remind me of that mistake.” I groaned, burying my face in my hands. “Mistake?”“Yes. It was a mistake. Something that happened out of the blue and...”“And then what? Come on, girl. I know you wanted it.” Nicole snickered.“How? Why would you say that?” I shot back defensively, raising my head to face her fully.“Because that look of massive sexual satisfaction is written all over you, bitch. You are positively glowing tonight. Since I got home from work, and you told me about your hot angry sex with your sugar daddy, you’ve been floating!” Nicole smirked,
ROBERTMy heart was pounding in my chest as I swerved through the congested streets. My car roared down the road at breakneck speed. I was pissed. My mind raced with rage as I replayed the events leading my outrage.Some motherfucker laid his slimy hands on Renee. On my woman! At a nightclub.This was the only information I got from my man following Renee.With the threat of paparazzi and reporters watching her every move, I’d hired a bodyguard for her. Someone to protect her without her knowing about it. Someone who would keep an eye on her from afar and ensure no one hurt or molested her in public. His only job was to protect her and keep her safe from the type of scumbags intent on stalking and harassing her. All because they wanted to take some itty bitty paparazzo photos that would fetch them money. So far Harry, the bodyguard, had barely given me a report. Renee rarely left her house, except for the visit to my office earlier today. She spent most of her time locked up in he
RENEEThe first thing I felt when I woke up was a splitting headache and a nausea in my stomach. As I rolled over, my head felt like it’d crack open, like when I was drunk or hungover.The mattress underneath me was smooth, the blankets cool on my skin. I raised my arms at the same time stretching my legs. Blinking back sleep from my eyes, I took a quick look around. Where was I? Neither the room nor the bed I was resting in belonged to me. On the other hand, the decor was vaguely familiar, and it didn’t take long for me to figure out where I was. Robert’s suite. But how? Why? When? I began to question myself, and suddenly memories of last night rushed back into my mind like torrents pouring upstream.I went to the club with Nicole and her date. We were having such fun, and then she left me alone on the dance floor. I met a handsome, though creepy, stranger who’d given me a drink. Then Robert was there out of nowhere, and my mind went blank. “Fuck!” I cursed as I pushed myself out
RENEE“I’m worried, Nicole.” Nicole raised her brows and drew her gaze away from the TV screen. “Huh? “What about?” Pacing in front of my best friend, I ran my hand through my strawberry blonde hair, tugging at it to relieve some of my anxiety. I shook my head and stared at the floor, letting out a shaky laugh. “Who about, rather. It’s Robert. I’m worried about him.”“Oh.” Nicole’s face softened, and she leaned forward from the couch she was sitting on, resting her elbows on her knees and clasping her hands together.Her lips pursed as she watched me pace, and I could see her perplexity and concern deep in her chestnut-brown eyes.“What’s wrong? Talk to me.” With a groan, I stopped and plopped my ass on the same couch as her. Wrapping my arms around myself for comfort, I stared into space, attempting to gather my thoughts. “It’s been four days since I left his suite, and we haven’t seen each other since. I haven’t heard from him. No calls. No texts. No presents.”“Okay, so?” “Th
ROBERTStepping inside my suite, a distinct aroma wafted through the air, instantly alerting me that something was amiss. I frowned and closed my eyes in the dim light, attempting to figure out what this was. I sniffed deeply, my nose twitching, and finally, it picked up on a hint of something spicy. The aroma seemed vaguely familiar, but not entirely, as I couldn’t place it. It smelled exotic and pleasant, making me wonder what it was.As the suite’s electric door shut behind me with a ding, my eyes snapped open, and my heart thumped faster as the faint, but tantalizing smell intensified. Kicking off my shoes, my hands fumbled for the nearest light switch on the wall, and I bit back a gasp as the overhead lights turned on.“Holy fuck!” My fingers trembled over the switch as I gaped at the sight before me. A trail of roses dotted the suite’s floor, each trailing a different color as it fell from a ceiling light like an abstract art piece, their brilliant colors catching my eye. E
RENEEI couldn’t sleep. Or, I tried not to. Not with Robert—this handsome hunk of a man—next to me in bed. I was scared that if I closed my eyes, he’d vanish, and everything that'd transpired tonight would be a figment of my imagination. I didn’t want that, so I kept my eyes open.With slumber seeming far away from me and my gaze fixed on the ceiling, the memories of earlier came flooding back with bittersweet intensity.My lips turned in a faint smile as I remembered Robert’s face when he saw me for the first time tonight. After giving him my heartfelt apologies, and we’d reconciled, Robert took me to the bed where he made love to me over and over again until I was a trembling mess, and the multiple orgasms left me dazed, exhausted, and sore. Amidst our romantic interludes, he brought the dinner I’d prepared to bed, and we ate the lavish feast. Between meals and cuddles, he dropped tender kisses on my neck and shoulders, and we talked about everything and nothing. Later on, Robe
'True evil is more attractive than anything else. But evil has many forms, and one of its most lethal outcomes is self-destruction.' John Clare. ~•~AMANDAEcstasy. Not the feeling. The taste. It shook me to my core. I lose track of time as I get lost in the experience of the heady narcotic I took earlier, paired with the sensation of this young man vigorously fucking me. He was so good to me, and despite his roughness, I didn't want him to stop. With every single thrust, he fucked me with a fervor unlike anything I'd experienced in a long time. While I moaned halfheartedly, my entire body shook with pleasure."Do you want me to come inside you? Nut in you, and..." Tyson, the stranger, started to mutter against my neck, but I didn't let him finish. Instead, I drew his face closer and took his lips in mine. While I moaned loudly, he accelerated, moving up and down and pumping his hips quicker and harder. Damn! I was spiraling out of control, not wanting this to end. His huge han
ROBERT"Where are you taking me?" Renee asked for the millionth time since I picked her up from her apartment building. "It's a surprise, love." I told her with a sly grin, sneaking a brief glimpse at her in my car's passenger seat. Sporting a ponytail, Renee was dressed in a comfy pair of trousers, a tank top, and tennis shoes with holes along the borders and laces that could easily be ripped off. She looked adorable. Wrinkled brows accented her rosy skin and pink cheeks as she pouted at me. “You're being secretive, Robert. You know how much I despise that." "Secretive?" I repeated, and she nodded. "Darling, I'm not keeping anything from you.""Of course you are. If you weren't, you'd have told me everything about your talk with Nicole when you came to pick me up." Her voice dropped an octave, becoming more accusatory, and I couldn't stop the laughter bubbling out of my chest.I reached over the center console and took her hand in mine, bringing her knuckles to my lips and kissin