Chapter 17: The Erotic pleasure
playlist: Erotica (Madonna)
Brielle
I am still panting, trying to slow my breathing. My thumping heart and my thoughts are in wild disarray —Wow, that was astounding.
I open my eyes, and he has his forehead pressed against mine, his eyes closed, his breathing ragged. Jace's eyes flicker open and gaze down at me, dark but soft. He's still inside me. Leaning down, he gently presses a kiss against my forehead then slowly pulls out of me.
"Ooh." I wince at the unfamiliarity.
"Did I hurt you?" Jace asks as he lies down beside me, propped on one elbow. He tucks a stray strand of my hair behind my ear, and I have to grin widely.
"You are asking me if you h
Chapter 18: Take the pleasure!"You like this?" He asks softly, his teeth grazing my outer ear, and he starts to flex his thumb slowly, in, out, in, out, his fingers still circling.I close my eyes, trying to keep my breathing under control, trying to absorb the disordered, chaotic sensations that his fingers are unleashing on me, fire coursing through my body. I moan again."You're so wet, so quickly. So responsive. Oh, Brie, I like that. I like that a lot," he whispers.I want to stiffen my legs, but I can't move. He's pinning me down, keeping up a constant, slow, torturous rhythm. It's exquisite. I moan again, and he flicks."Open your mouth," he commands and thrusts his thumb in my mouth. My eyes fly open, blinking wildly. “See how you taste," he breathes against my ear. "Suck me, baby." His thumb presses on my tongue, and my mouth closes around him, su
Chapter 19: The sexy beast!Playlist -You are the reasonIf I could turn back the clock, I'd make sure that light defected the dark, I'd spend every hour of every day keeping you safe ~|Calum Scott|~BrielleI woke up with the shining ray of the sun that was escaping the windshield, but the first thing that popped into my mind. —It's Monday morning, and Hera-? Fuck.Oh no, Hera!I left my purse in Jace's study. I fetch it and reach for my cell phone: six texts and 19 missed calls from Javier, my mom, and Hera.*Are you okay, Brielle? **Brie, are you with Jace right now, or already at our apartment over there?**Damn it, Brie, he fucked you, I knew
Chapter 20: Vanilla sex?I put the bacon under the grill, and while it's cooking, I whisk some eggs. I turn, and Jace is sitting on one of the bar stools at the breakfast bar, leaning on it, his face supported by his steepled hands. He's still wearing the t-shirt he's slept in. Just-fucked hair suits him, as does his designer stubble.He looks both amused and bewildered. I freeze, flush, then gather myself and pull the headphones out of my ears, my knees weak at the sight of him."Good morning, Ms Damara. You're very enthusiastic this morning," He says dryly."I slept well," I stutter my explanation. His lips try to mask his smile."I can't imagine why." He pauses and frowns. "So did I, after I came back to bed.""Are you hungry?" I shyly ask."Very," He says with an intens
Playlist: Soap (Melanie Martinez)BrielleThere are only so many ways one can say —you look fabulous, Hera. She has a curvy, slim figure to die for. She doesn't do it on purpose, I know, but I haul my sorry, perspiration clad, old t-shirt, sweat pants, and sneakers ass into my room on the pretext of unpacking more boxes.The following day, I call my mom when I'm home from looking for a job. It's been a relatively unpeaceful day in the whole of Milan, Italy, not allowing me far too much time to think. The sun in this place is a killer.I'm restless, nervous about the message I received from Mr. Dominant Freak early this morning, and at the back of my mind, I'm worried that perhaps I've been too negative in my response to the contract. Maybe he'll call the whole thing off. My mom is oozing contrition
"What would you like to drink?" My lips quirk up in a quick, sly smile as I sit and slide into the booth - well, at least he's asking me."I'll have what you're having, please." See! I can play nice and behave myself. Amused, he orders another glass of moat and slides in opposite me."They have an excellent wine cellar here," he says, cocking his head to one side. Putting his elbows on the table, he steeples his fingers in front of his beautiful mouth, his neon eyes alive with some unreadable emotion. And there it is... that familiar pull and charges from him, it connects somewhere deep inside me. I shift uncomfortably under his scrutiny, my heart palpitating. I must keep my cool."Are you nervous?" he asks softly."Yes," I replied.He leans forward. "Me too," he whispers.Conspiratorially. My eyes shoot up to meet his. Him?Nervous. Never. I blink at him, and
BrielleI was surprised to see Enrique De Leon on my doorstep, but luckily For me, Hera was at home today with her new work buddy from work; her name is Ona Blakely, a total blonde, she's a cute, tall, slim figure, gray eyes, big boobs, and flat ass, no exaggeration though just saying."Enrique...?" I called. "What are you doing here?" I added.I don't know, but for some reason, I'm hot, my palm is sweaty, my legs are shaky, my blood pressure rose."Well, I'm here now, so can I come in first before you question me?" he inquired."Uh-huh yeah, yeah- " I mumbled. "Who's there? "Who you're talking to, Elle? " Hera question from the kitchen."Uh, come in" I ignore her question."Who's you telling to come in? " she q
BrielleBEEP. BEEP. BEEP"Nnoooooooooo," my groan of disappointment can easily be heard by the neighbors, frustrated on another unsatisfied dream, I looked to my right and see a perfectly arranged side, damn, I think Hera has already gone for work. I picked my phone and saw Hera's message.I'm off to work; I didn't bother to wake you cos you were sleeping peacefully. I love you, make sure you get that work, and there are baked Rice cakes for you and an Americano Coffee in the flask. Take care.I smiled; I love you too, baby.As I get ready for today's interview, I might even start working today if I get accepted. I trace my curves in the mirror, my body was not too perfect, at least I had hips and big ass not too big though, but a little like the Kardashians and a tiny waist, no matter how many times
Jace P.O.V"I like to watch her Jace, my Assistant; she's so plastic. Continuously flirting that I often find myself watching yours." Maverick adjusted his rising member in his pants."Stay away from her, Erick," I warn as I send an Email from my laptop."She doesn't even realize how good-looking she is, Jace, " his hand palm the glass."is that why you're here? To eye rape my P. A""Jace, is she married? "I could hit baker with my laptop right now. Can he leave my woman alone? It pains me that I can't tell him that the sexy diva he's eye raping is no other person than my Woman, my girlfriend, for fucking chrissake. Damnation.&
Jace's POVYou all must have heard it a million times, but it bears repeating: even the most essential relationships face challenges. There had been more than a single relationship crisis ever since the one we had on the event of our honeymoon. "Brielle, come on, where are you going?" I had asked her as she had stuffed her luggage with more clothes. We had been married for not longer than twenty-one days, and she had already packed her bags to leave."I just need a little break," she had said, and I had closed in on her. Her in-laws were getting on her last nerve… especially my mother and my sister Hermione. Oh, that final piece of trouble that I had not anticipated coming along, Jasira Beachwood!
Brielle POVThe tour in and within the palace had been so exciting. We had just finished touring, and we were heading back to Tao's house to pick up the Aston Martin. With Jace and I seated in the backseat, we listened to Tao explains some laws in China.Jace prided himself to have known all these laws. He even made contributions, corrections, and arguments wherever applicable. He would argue that a specific law had been extinct or that the law did not make sense. He agreed with a few. As for me, my job was to listen."Hey Brielle, did you know that there is this rule in China that says one should not bind their daughter's feet?""What?" I asked, sounding surprised, then added, "but why would they have to make such a law in the first place?"&n
Brielle's POVWe had left Milan at about seven pm on a Friday, and after nine long hours airborne on a jet, we arrived in Beijing at about eleven pm on a Saturday. The city of Beijing was seven hours ahead of Milan from my time zone calculator app. Our jet landed at a private hangar, where we climbed down the airstairs.Jace told me to wait for him, and I did. In less than five minutes, he was back with one of the most insane black cars I had ever seen in my life. It looked like a racing car with the rooftop vanished."Get in," he said as the engines revved like a beast about to go on the rampage."Jace, is this thing even legal to drive on the streets?" I asked, getting into the car. The seats were black and yellow.
Brielle POVSex, sex was all I was thinking. I had not even bothered to ask Jace where we were flying to. I noticed two pilots in the cockpit, and it stunned me."Jace, why do we have two pilots on the jet?" I asked in a whisper as we went to take our seats."Are you kidding me?" his voice boomed, and I shushed him. I did not want to look dumb."You practically fly alone," I muttered. "That's why I'm asking."He ohed silently. "Yeah, okay, so here's the thing, there are single-pilot certified private jets, and there are not. Unfortunately, we are not in one of those jets. The Federal Aviation Administration has strict rules to protect the public. These rules dictate that in the majority of circumstances when a private jet is being rented out that two pilots are upfront.""But why?" I asked, curious to know more.
Brielle POV I wondered how he was able to fall asleep some twenty-five minutes after I had just given him probably the best ride of his life. I could not sleep. I had several things running through my mind. I wanted to pick up the phone and confront Enrique! Hermione, I could understand, might have just been a pretender, but Enrique was supposed to be Jace's brother and my friend, for goodness sake! Should there not be a sibling code or something that should have prevented all these from happening? I felt like I should ask Ona. Time passed, and I remained awake, lost to how much time had gone by. I imagined what my wedding would be like tomorrow. Earlier, I had asked Jace what kind of wedding we would be having, and he told me it would be a common-law marriage. I t
Jace POV"Wow!" I said, short of breath. "Brielle, that was hot. We are having sex next on a jet!""We'd need a pilot for that to happen, and you're your pilot," Brielle said, and I laughed."That's true, but we can always hire a pilot," I replied, watching her dress up. I leaned in to kiss her, and she kissed back. Our lips patted away slowly."You can do whatever the fuck you want, and I'm ready to satisfy all your fantasies, daddy," she said."I want us to get married tomorrow, Brielle!""Okay, then let's get married tomorrow.""I'm serious about it," I said, unable to believe that she was ready."I've said yes to the proposal Jace so whenever you feel you want it; then I want it to.""Alright. I think I got you pregnant, Brielle."She instinctiv
Jace POVEnrique came to Milan to join us, happy to see him. He had arrived unexpectedly and earlier than he had proposed. It was a fabulous evening, and the view from where we sat overlooked the main roads and other buildings in the city. Also, it had been a long time since the three of us were assembled in one place.We had a sibling's time out at a restaurant. We were eating an excellent meal of minestrone garnished with goat cheese. The taste of the food tickled my taste buds. The food was paired with three different bottles of wine; each sibling had their favorite wine."It has been so long since we all ate together!" Hermione said, sipping on her glass of Cannonau di Sardegna."It has been so long since we did anything together at all," Enrique said. "I had to make time just to be here, especially for your sake, dear s
Brielle's POVI stepped out of the bathroom after some ten minutes of enjoying the water pouring down my body. I decided not to wear a single piece of clothing or tie a towel around me.Entering the room, I did not see Jace on the bed where I had handcuffed him to before I left for the bathroom. I froze feeling terrified. Then I felt someone touch me from behind."Argh!" I screamed, jerking out of fear and assuming a fighting position, but then I settled down the moment I saw that it was just Jace. "Jace, how did you free yourself from the handcuffs?"He was standing behind my back dangling the cuffs in front of me with one hand, with a smirk at the corner of his lips. The other hand held a whip. I could tell that his eyes were burning with intense desire and lust as he stared down at my nakedness."Brielle, it's your turn!" he said, his voice sounding hoarse. It did not even seem like the top
Brielle's povLike a lost pup, I followed my nemesis; if lust could kill this instance, I would be announced dead in less than seconds. In between, my thigh feels the heat; it judges the want and needs to be separated massively apart.Good lord! Have I been this submissive to sin? Have I been down facet rotten? Just the thought of Jace's smirk tingled the sexual urge in me. I watched his bedroom door swing for me to come in.I inhaled deeply. “Forgive me, Lord!” I whispered before entering the room. To my wildest surprise, Jace was sitting bare-chested on the bed with a white towel circling his waist. His hair damped from the bath.I swallowed hard as I inhaled the solid sexual memories I'd had in his same room. My sins started right in this room. Innocence—I grave for mercy, but I crave the Mercies of Jace's dick. I wanted him, and I eyed him as his beautiful eyes emb