RENEEMy hands dug deeper into Robert's dark strands. My eyes closed, a whimper escaping my lips as our tongues melded. Damn! I missed him.“Baby girl...” I felt Robert’s hands at the back of my gown, fumbling with the zipper. He murmured in between our joined lips, his breathing erratic like mine.Before I realized what was happening, he’d ripped off my dress with a rough tug, the material quickly pooling at my waistline before falling to the floor. I stood half naked in front of him, my bare skin on display, shivering in pleasure, and a chuckle escaped my lips as I imagined his reaction when he saw the sexy red lingerie I'd worn tonight. The smile on my lips widened as I remembered the minutes before we'd gotten into his hotel suite, and my thighs tingled in anticipation of what was to come.From his flirtatious innuendos, crude words, and subtle affectionate touches beneath our restaurant table, I remembered how horny Robert had made me feel before sweetly lead me out of the bui
ROBERT I slid effortlessly into Renee's sweet pussy, not stopping until she gave satisfying moans which were like music to my ears. My hands roamed her naked body, feeling every inch of her skin. With my left hand, I continued stroking through the wetness that surrounded her clit, making sure to stimulate it simply by touching it. As I pushed into her, her back arched, her stomach and waist buckled, and the tightness around her walls was incredible.I stared deep into her eyes as I drove into her, thinking about how beautiful she looked when I fucked her. She was so fucking pretty, with her lips hung open, eyes dilated with desire, and hair scattered all over the bed, and my erect dick twitched involuntarily.This woman... she did things to me I couldn't understand. She made me feel alive and want to exhibit some youthful exuberance.With a squirm, she made soft sounds as I thrust deep. Her body was slick with sweat, the scent of her arousal permeating the room around us. We moved
RENEE The first thing my eyes saw when I awoke was Robert's ever-handsome face, gazing at me warmly. His broad smile melted my insides while making him appear much younger than he was.“Good day, princess.” He leaned in closer and kissed my brow, clearing his throat and muttering huskily. “Good morning, Daddy.” I greeted in response, a blush rising on my cheeks, and I smiled shamelessly.“This is the first time I've woken up in this manner, and I adore it.” I said as he placed another kiss on my brow.His brows creased as he asked, “What manner?”“With you looking over me like an angel or something. It's so lovely.” “Well, I'm your guardian angel. Your protector. Anything goes. I'm at your disposal. Besides, now that I'm here, expect more mornings like this.” He responded by kissing my cheeks, forehead, and lips again, causing me to laugh. I couldn't stop myself from smiling, and warmth filled my chest as he continued to kiss my cheeks before moving to my throat.“Rob... Rob...
RENEE “Your hands are incredibly soft. Renee, I could kiss them all night and never let go.” “Huh?” I gave him an adoring frown from the passenger seat. It was already evening, and he drove me back to my house after spending the entire day with me. “Yes, baby girl, I never tire of kissing your fingers.” He continued to control the steering wheel with his other arm, placing soft kisses on my left knuckles, which were intertwined with his.My eyes glowed with affection as he continued to drop chaste kisses on my fingers, and as we drove past the breezy, lit-up street, I began to reminisce about the day's events. After calling my boss and requesting a day off, which she gladly granted, Robert and I ate breakfast in bed, and he quickly went to shower while I explored the lavish suite. One thing led to another, and then Robert fucked me on the bed right after getting out of the shower with a raging hard-on.After cuddling, talking, and having a good time, the afternoon flew by, and w
TWO DAYS LATER ROBERTFingers caressing the stubble on my chin, I stared straight ahead from my seat, listening to one of my investors explain his business plan to me and the other business associates in the board room.There was a large TV projector in the room, and staring blankly at it, I decided to pay more attention to what the man was saying for a split second because I hadn’t listened intently for the past few minutes.As usual, my thoughts had been elsewhere, thinking of Renee and wondering what she was doing.Straightening up in my seat, I shook my head. I tried to clear my mind of a certain strawberry-blonde woman and resolved to concentrate on the investor doing the presentation.With my gaze shifting over the man’s sturdy frame, I marveled at how different and detailed his plan was. He captured my interest already even though he wasn’t finished. I could see the man was a genius, and listening keenly I made a mental note to speak with him privately.He finished his busin
RENEE I laughed as I dropped my cell phone into my pocket and exited the restroom. I'd achieved my goal. If Robert was horny and had a raging hard-on, as he claimed, it would be impossible for him to concentrate in that meeting. 'You're so evil, Renee.' My subconscious intervened, and I scoffed. 'You're also very mischievous. I guess your hot Daddy brings out the worst in you, unlike Dylan, haha...' My subconscious chimed once more, and I nodded in agreement this time because she was correct.It surprised me how eager I was to do naughty things, which I’d have never considered on a normal day. But well, this was the result of a certain dark-haired, blue-eyed man who made my panties wet. “Yes!” As I returned to my server station in the restaurant, I squealed again, my hands flailing. “What has you grinning like a fool?” Sally, one of the waitresses asked and I chuckled. She had no idea. She didn't. “Not much, Sally.” I replied, adding. “I'm just feeling good.”“Hmmm… You didn't
ROBERT I knew I'd won the game Renee started the moment I locked eyes with her, and her lips parted open in shock. Brown eyes met mine, her lashes fluttered, and her whole body trembled. I could see the movement from where I sat. Her cheeks were flushed crimson red, and with her throat bobbinging beautifully, she had her hand on the counter she was standing near.I could hear some voices around me and the approaching footsteps of some waitresses, but I didn't give them a second glance because my entire focus was on Renee—my naughty, shy girl.My eyes twinkled, I winked, and with the smirk widening on my lips, she immediately bowed her head as if she'd seen something shocking. Of course, she couldn't hold my gaze. I'm sure my coming to her workplace surprised her. She wouldn’t have expected me to follow through on my promise. This would teach her not to taunt or play games with me in the future. After glancing around the restaurant, I returned my gaze to her small dainty frame a
RENEE ‘But I know you care… Bring it over to my place. You don't know what you did… did to me. Your body lightweight speaks to me. I don't know what you did, did to me… Your body lightweight speaks to me.’As Robert drove through the streets, Chris Brown's 'Under The Influence' melodic tone played in the car, and I hummed inaudibly to the tune. His left hand was on the steering wheel, eyes glued to the road, and his other hand was on my thigh, playing with my dress. Since we’d left the restaurant, he’d been driving without saying a word to me, and I had no idea where he was taking me. I wanted to keep quiet as he'd ordered after throwing me in the car, but now I couldn't hold back my curiosity. “Robert…” I said and waited for him to respond, but he didn't. I gritted my teeth and called out again, this time louder, “Robert!” “Yes, Renee?” I swallowed a huge lump of saliva when he finally responded, his husky voice making the atmosphere tense and suddenly heated. “Where are you
ROBERTI watched as the officers led Amanda out of the courtroom, her shackled hands clasped behind her back and her head hanging low. She looked broken. Defeated. And whereas she'd walked in confidently earlier, flashing a smug grin at me, now her feet dragged, and she didn't dare to look up. She couldn't, though, not after all that’d happened. Seeing her like this, knowing she finally got her karma, a bitter satisfaction curled in my chest.Finally, she got what she deserved. After the chaos, the wreck—the way she'd torn through my life, Renee's, and so many others—she would finally pay. This was her end. Her retribution. And it was brutal, yes, but it was also entirely fitting. "Yes," I breathed out, an invisible weight, one I'd carried for far too long, lifting from my chest. "Damn, I feel good," I murmured under my breath, and a smile formed on my lips.God! I couldn't wait to get home to Renee. I couldn't wait to tell her it was all over. That we’d won, and Amanda would ne
Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing. ~ Fyodor Dostoevsky. ~•~AMANDA TWO MONTHS LATER Typically, a day begins when the clock strikes midnight, and the seconds tick.For some, it begins at seven a.m. or earlier. But today, my day began when the courthouse doors swung open and the bailiff ushered me and my lawyer into the courtroom. As we walked in, a hushed murmur rippled through the room, and for a moment, my stomach clenched—not in nervousness, but in anticipation. Which was strange given my crimes.Any prisoner convicted of murder would probably feel fear. Fear of their impending punishment, fear of the unknown consequences of their actions, fear of being executed. They'd also feel guilty, combine that with a sense of helplessness, and voila!But see, I wasn't just any prisoner. I was Amanda Clarke, and I feared no one. I feared nothing. As a convict who'd hired the best defense attorney in the country—my lawyer's record was pristine wi
RENEE "Look who's getting out of these four bleached walls today!" Nicole squealed with delight the moment she entered the room. She ran toward me, arms outstretched. "I'm so happy, Renee." She sniffled. "So fucking happy." "As am I," I said, hugging her with all my strength. "Where's Mom?" I asked. "She's at home, er, the mansion, preparing for your arrival," Nicole said. "I suspect you're going to eat a lot today, my friend," she added, and I laughed. "I can only imagine." I groaned and let go of her when Robert and the nurse assigned to check me out of the hospital arrived. She pushed a wheelchair into the room, signaling it was time for me to leave. As Robert turned to greet Nicole, the nurse, a petite young lady, attended to me. She introduced herself, asked a few questions, provided some healthcare instructions, and then it was time to fill out the discharge paperwork, which Robert quickly took charge of. As usual, he wasn’t letting me lift a finger. It’d been
ROBERTShe was awake.God, she was awake.I couldn't believe it, but as my legs carried me across the room and toward her, yes, Renee was awake. She was alive. She was conscious. And she was looking at me with teary brown eyes, muttering my name repeatedly. As I reached her bedside in a flash, and despite the doctor's warnings to take things easy, I pulled her into my arms and hugged her hard. Tight. Bone crushingly. The tears dropped faster than ever, and I cried. I sobbed. I turned into a blubbering mess, not caring about the doctor or nurses in the room. I just let the fucking grief out because it was about damn time. "Oh, God... Oh, Renee..." I mumbled, my voice breaking as I buried my face in her hair. "I... I thought you wouldn't make it. I thought I had lost you forever." My body shook violently as I spoke, but it didn’t stop my arms from tightening around her. I wanted to permanently hold her close. To never, ever let go of her."You didn't lose me." She whispered, her v
RENEE My dreams were a blur. I saw everything and nothing. I remembered everything and nothing. There was sunshine, and there was rain. There was light, and there was darkness. It was all so beautiful, but so terrifying. It was like time stopped, and I could do nothing about it. Everything felt surreal and I couldn't make sense of it. But then, suddenly… a feeling overtook me—a familiar feeling. The feeling of being alive. Of being whole. Of being complete. There was no more pain, blurry dreams, distorted visions, or anything else. There was only peace. And that peace woke me up. That peace made me move. That peace snapped me from my trance. Eyes fluttering open, the first thing I saw was a white ceiling. Then white walls and curtains. I blinked several times to orient myself to where I was, but the room appeared unfamiliar. It looked like… a hospital room. But why would I be there? I blinked slowly, trying to adjust my eyes to the sunlight streaming through
‘You’re my sunshine. My only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you… please don’t take my sunshine away.’The sky really was grey, almost black in its intensity. It looked like a storm could burst out at any moment and unleash its wrath on anything within sight. But he didn't care. Robert. He just stood in the field of daisies, arms crossed, staring up at the gray sky as if it were the most wondrous thing in the world. And he was singing. Singing with that bassy, beautiful voice of his. The one Renee had fallen for. That made her heart skip a beat and sent butterflies fluttering through her stomach. ‘When the sky is dark, and the clouds are thick, I will keep you warm through the rain. And I will always be with you through the wind and snow. I love you. I love you. I love you.’He kept singing, his voice carrying through the air and reverberating throughout the field, causing even the smallest flowers to sway gently to his me
ROBERT“…bad news, Robert. You need to get here. Renee… She was drugged. Or poisoned. I…I'm not sure, but she fainted. She’s in a critical condition, and her life is hanging on by a thread…”Nicole's words swarmed and raced in my mind like angry gnats as I rushed past the hospital's reception, the busy ER nurses and medics, and through the bustling hospital corridors to the VIP room reserved exclusively for the Clarke household.I could hear my heart thumping steadily, but the agony was nothing compared to the million terrifying thoughts flying through my mind. Every thought brought me back to that single word. Drugged. Or was it…Poisoned?Renee had been poisoned. Fuck no!This couldn’t be real. What I’d heard on the phone earlier wasn’t true, neither was this situation. It was a prank. Maybe someone, Nicole or Renee herself, was pulling a cruel joke on me.Yes. That’s it. And by the heavens, my woman was okay. She was at the mansion, and the party was still in full swing. She wasn’t
O, how the mighty fall! With ruin upon ruin, heap’d, and vengeance answer’d upon vengeance. ~ John Milton, Paradise Lost.~•~AMANDA“I didn't pay you thousands to stop at every fucking checkpoint, Mister.” I seethed, gritting my teeth in anger, as the driver pulled to a stop at another police roadblock, this one much busier than the other two we passed.“I have to fucking stop, missus.” He looked over his shoulder at me, scowling. “Either this or my cab is confiscated, and I'm fined. I damn well can't afford that, even with the scraps you're paying. So do me a favor, stop being a whiny bitch, and shut up.”My mouth flew open in surprise, and for a few seconds, all I could see were spots, my cheeks flaming with rage. What the fuck?Did this good-for-nothing asshole just call me a whiny bitch? And did he call the 2,000 extra dollars scraps? Scraps? The fuck!I almost laughed at the irony of my situation. Almost.Take deep breaths, Amanda. Deep… deep… deep fucking breaths, I told myself
RENEEI’d heard “congratulations” a million times tonight, and my ears were still buzzing from it all.Most were from people I barely knew—Robert's acquaintances and business associates—and I was grateful that they at least seemed genuine about it.Their words were kind and, for the most part, calmed my ruffled nerves, but they weren't enough to dispel the lingering fear that’d settled over me like a cloak all evening. There was a nagging voice in my head. A small whisper kept telling me that something bad would happen tonight. That danger was lurking around, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Sometimes, I worried that my pregnancy hormones were to blame and whether it was affecting my mental health. But no, it couldn't be. The growing child inside me did not cause my feelings of paranoia and continual dread.Instead, it had everything to do with what this party stood for. I mean, I'd had this feeling ever since Dylan came into the suite to talk, and then Robert had this elabora