“Oh,” I blurt, my head spinning from Aleksei’s confessions. His filthy speech that somehow sounds oh – so – amazing. “Isn’t that what y – you’re going to do?” I don’t realize I’m holding my breath, my eyes gone blind, until Aleksei laughs a little against my mouth. There’s only the barest touch of
The angel loves me. This is unexpected news. My plan was to prove myself a worthy husband and give Georgina the moon, if she so desired. Never in all my imaginings of our life together did I believe she could already love me…at the start. And not at the end, as I’d thought myself crazy to even hop
Her words are muffled because of the shirt in her mouth. Or maybe because her indescribable flavor is stealing the function of my senses. I don’t know or care. Just need more. More and more and more of Georgina’s gorgeous pussy. Somehow she’s better than I dreamed. Better than the highest plane of h
None of this college. None of this college? Didn’t I know something like this was coming? When Aleksei said he never intends to leave me, I should have questioned him further. In the back of my mind, wasn’t there always a belief that he couldn’t simply move me into the dorm and drive away? Furtherm
Aleksei walks me backward until I feel the familiar shape of his car pressing into my back. There are low murmurings all around us from passersby, but I’m having a hard time making out their words over the chirping canaries circling my head. College. He just told me I’m not going to college. I pul
He’s totally right, but I don’t give him the satisfaction of changing my position. This is my mad pose, and now that we’re not touching, I’ve managed to remember why I’m pissed as hell. “Did you ever plan to bring me to college?” A curt headshake, but no further change in his demeanor. “So you lie
I’ve had my fair share of arguments with the angel. She has been a teenage girl for our entire acquaintance, so this did not come as a surprise. When one of her younger tutors invited Georgina to a party, Georgina didn’t bother asking me if she could go, obviously knowing I would object. She merely
“It’s the house on the cover of Anne of Green Gables.” She spins around with tears in her eyes, launching herself into my waiting arms. “You did this? You…built this for me?” “Of course.” Her hold tightens around my neck, and I lift her off the ground, my hands sliding down her back to cup such a t