Megan povThrusting, tasting, caressing,Lorenzo’s tongue skillfully sent me to a haze . His kisses are intoxicating and I am so lost in them that I don't feel when his hands unzip my dress. The cold night breeze kisses my skin, making me shiver. Lorenzo pulls away, his eyes trailing from my lips to my collarbones to now my exposed teats. The way he looks at me with such intense want.No man has ever looked at me like that before, not like I have been with many. Javier was not the passionate kind. He liked vanilla sex. Not like I am complaining but Lorenzo is on another whole hell of a level. His gaze... So ravenous and desperate. Like he wants nothing more than taking me in the wildest of ways. My dress pools on my waist with Lorenzo standing between my thighs, his erection pressing on my stomach. We stare at each other as if we are searching for something.He cups my cheek and runs his thumb over my lips.My body quivers when his tongue traces the outline of my ear before biti
Lorenzo povI watch with satisfaction as Megan rides over her orgasm, panting hard. Her soft skin glistens with sweat, her eyes trained on my thick mushroom which is already lubricated with precum, waiting to penetrate her tight little cunt and dominate her till she can't take it anymore. I prefer my women wild in bed but I know Megan is different from the women I have been fucking over the years. She is delicate and while I love taking pleasure in fucking women senseless, I want to do something different with her. I want to give her pleasure, watch as she writhes underneath me, crying and shouting my name as I drill her pretty cunt and water her garden with my seeds.She has such a perfect body, curvy in all the right places, her pussy is so pink and juicy, her perky breasts sits proudly on her chest. I can already imagine the sight of them bouncing with every thrust.I can't control the lust that rises in me when I see her. It is like a beast rising up from within, and if I don't
Megan povIt's been a week since my father had his surgery. He has been showing signs of improvement. The attending doctor said that he will wake up anytime.Looking at his peaceful face, I can't help but lower myself to plant a kiss on his forehead. Thanks to Lorenzo, my father can recover without having to worry when we will be kicked out from unpaid bills. Lorenzo had him moved to a vip ward with an a nurse to take care of him when I am not around. Now, I can finally have time to deal with other matters. The door clicks open and I turn around with a smile only to freeze the moment I lay my eyes on the visitor. Javier's mother? What the hell is she doing here? “ I don't think you are welcomed here. You should leave.” I dismiss her with the harshest tone I can muster. I am no fool to believe she is here for any good. Nothing good can come out of this snake of a woman. “ Megan dear, what's with the tone? Can't I come see my ex-daughter-in- law?” She mocks, her eyes filled with
LorenzoI take a drag on my cigar, my mind going to Megan’s behaviour lately. I can tell that something is bothering. After her father woke up, I thought she would be thrilled but she has been clouded with fear. I can see it in her eyes, smell it all around her. I asked her what could be the problem but she brushed me off, stating that she is tired. Excuses. That's what that was but I chose not to push her. I have my ways of digging around and knowing the truth. She is my baby doll, I can't have her stressed over anything. The sound of my office food opening draws me back from my thoughts. Hugo approaches, a huge file in his hands. He keeps the file before me and takes a seat opposite me. He lits his cigar and takes a drag. All this time, I have my eyes trained on him. “ I did as instructed and just as we expected, that pig is nothing but dirty.”I can sense anger in his words. Probably from what he found out about that Gambino bastard. Taking the files, I peruse through the
Hugo's words linger in my mind as I make my way to the hospital. Today, I am here to visit my father-in-law. That name sounds so strange even in my mind but it is what it is.I never had the chance to visit Mr Clark since he woke up. With the company to manage and my crew to lead, I often find myself heading straight home, exhausted. Coupled with going home to a beautiful and sexy hot wife, I can't trade that for anything in the world. Knocking on the door to announce my arrival, I push the door open. Mr Clark sits on his table with his attending nurse feeding him what I presume to be Porridge. For someone who is still recovering, that seems to be the dish doctors recommend. The man's eye pierce me and I don't need anyone to tell me that he doesn't like me that much. I mean, not many people do. I am still surprised he can keep his composure around me. Many people scramble to hide after seeing me. Unwillingly, I offer him a gentle smile. I doubt it comes out gentle though from
Megan povTonight is the day I plan on telling Lorenzo about the conversation I had with Harriet. I have been struggling to formulate ways to deal with this shit but I can't seem to come up with anything tangible. It doesn't help that Javier has been calling and leaving me countless messages about getting back with him and even threatening to harm my father. I just want them to leave me alone. But no, those two are like glue, sticking on me and not letting me go. I'm not surprised that Lorenzo noticed something is wrong with me. Often, I find myself zoning even when we fuck. Last night, he didn't touch me, giving the excuse of being tired which I suspect is just a lie. Applying my fiery red lipstick, I cast one last glance at myself in the mirror. I nod my head in satisfaction. My best friend, Katalina, advised me to wear red tonight. According to her, men like to see something tempting and my choice of tonight offers nothing but temptation. I am wearing a two piece lacy set
Lorenzo I don't know what fucking came over me. This was supposed to be a passionate night. Why did I have to bring that bastard amidst our special moment? Megan's body tensing beneath me told me that I might have messed things up. The throes of passion we were drowning in were interrupted by her pushing me away from her. The desire in her eyes replaced by a glare. " Do you have something you want to know? " She asks, a duvet now covering her once naked body. I clench my fists as my manhood remains stiff. I was still lost in the lust I felt for her but the way she was looking at me was causing my emotions to stir. I look away from her. A feeling of regret building in me. " What are you hiding from me?" I ask. I know I should have chosen a better moment to bring the matter up. Worse is, Megan hinted not wanting to talk about it when I asked days ago. As much as its my right to know what's bothering her as my wife, I should be mindful of how I seek the information. "
MeganI still can't get over how I messed things up last night. I don't know what came over me to say such hurtful words. Lorenzo has been nothing but good to me and my father. I also know that it was out of good intentions he asked me about my difficulties. Yet, like the fool I am, I blew things up. The little development we made in our relationship, I could feel that my accusations effortlessly shattered them. He walked out of me, leaving me sexually frustrated and mad at myself. He didn't call throughout the night after he left. He must be mad at me.. I mean, who wouldn't? If I was in his shoes, I would be fuming mad. Waking up to news about an explosion at the decks of his shipping company hasn't been of any help. I can't help but worry about him but for now, I have to push that aside and try to relax. I can't see my father looking all worried. That will make him worried too. There's the issue of Lorenzo breaking the news about our marriage to him too. I don't know how