ISLAAfter asking him to spend the night, the next thing Robert did was scoop me in his arms, bridal style and he dropped me carefully on the bed. He laid beside me, our eyes staring longingly at each other for a moment. He brought his hand to my lips and stroked it lightly. I studied his face, he had a stern look, yet his handsomeness was something I couldn't comprehend. There was something visible in his eyes- desire. Right now, it was mutual. I wanted him just as much, and knowing how close he was to me, I could literally feel my pussy dripping. On impulse, I reached for him, grabbed the back of his neck and pressed my lips to his. His lips were warm, soft and the kiss- Oh goodness, the kiss was nothing like I ever felt. It was electrifying.I guided my hands to his massive cock. As my hand fell on his rock hard member, a small gasp escaped his sensuous lips, leaving a tingling impact on my already excited dripping wet pussy. The only thing I wanted right now was to have his
ISLARobert pulled me up and crashed his sensuous lips against mine in such an urgent and pressing kiss. The sounds of my moan echoed through the entire room. If there was someone at the corridor, they'd definitely hear me loud and clear. He stuck a finger inside me and started fucking me, swirling and rubbing his magical finger inside my throbbing pussy as he moaned with pleasure. Hearing those sounds made me sickly eager. I wanted his meat more than ever and I couldn't help but cry in ecstasy. He moved me up in a way that I was now straddling him. As I sat on his thighs, my nipples stiff, and pointing to his mouth, he took one in biting and sucking whilst adding another finger inside my dripping wet hole fucking and exploring inside of me, making me all the more wetter."Oh..Robert!" I gasped in pleasure."Do you like it?" He asked, and without waiting for a reply, he took my other nipple in whilst thrusting deeper inside my pussy. It soon became a rhythm, his finger going in and o
ROBERTI woke up feeling so alive. I couldn't remember the last time I felt this peaceful in the morning. Isla was asleep beside me naked. She looked so beautiful with her messy hair and strawberry lips. She was such a wonderful sight to behold. Last night was damn magical. My little girl was so surprisingly experienced and satisfying. She had pleased me in ways I hadn't expected. I pulled the bed cover over our body, pulling closer to her under the sheets. She moved her body, half awake. I pulled her closer, so her soft behind pressed against my cock. The pleasure was just enough to give me a hard on. I fondled her breast, pinching her tits gently, one after the other."Robert?" She murmured. Her back was against me but I could see her smile lines."Good morning," I said, planting soft kisses on her neckline. She suddenly turned around and kissed me. "It's Saturday." She said, a smile tugging at her lips."Yes.""Do you have plans to go out?" She murmured, wrapping her hands ar
ISLAI couldn't help the heat of embarrassment making my cheeks flush over and over again. I hesitated just a little while, making sure Robert already left the room before leaving the bathroom. When I walked into the room, he wasn't there. I felt so much relief. The sheets had also been removed from the bed. I gasped, collapsing onto the bed with my eyes shut tight. Squirting or not, the thought that I had…."Oh shit!" I exhaled sharply. I needed to talk to someone, just so I'd feel better. My best friend! I needed to talk to Hailey. I picked up my phone and saw that she was online. Great![Girlllll, you won't believe this] I found someone I could vent to, whenever.[Omg! What happened?][Robert and I had sex!!][Woah woah! Are you for real?][Now why would I lie about that?] The thought of how my liquid had wet his handsomely stern face made me flush deeply again.I typed fastly, hoping I'd drop the bomb faster before Hailey flooded my inbox: [The worst thing was me squirting on his
ISLAI thought Robert had gotten over seeing me with Stiles, but when he asked about him all of a sudden, I knew he hadn't and I mentally did a search of a lie that'd sound so casual. I couldn't possibly tell him that Stiles was simply my pawn. I only needed Stiles to seek him out! Just then, my phone began to ring. It was Stiles. The devil just had to choose this time to call. Robert had his eyes on me. I wondered what he was thinking. He didn't probably think I was some cheap girl who jumps on every Tom, Dick and Harry, right?"Aren't you going to take that?" He asked, shooting his brows up, his arms crossed in front of his broad chest, making his muscles bulge out in their sexiness.I pressed my lips together and hit the silence button. His gaze was accessing. I plastered a smile across my face hoping that my little Stiles wouldn't have to call back."Are you going out?" I suddenly asked, feeling the urgent need to change the topic.A small smile tugged at his sensual lips. He was
ISLAAt breakfast, Robert and I sat across from each other on the table. His phone kept ringing, again and again, breaking the present silence. I couldn't help but glance at the screen each time it lit up. Yet, Robert didn't even seem fazed. His eyes remained fixed on his plate. I wondered why he didn't at least pick up to tell the person at the other end that he wouldn't be able to hold a conversation."Why don't you pick that?" I abruptly voiced out the question I had on my head. He paused from his food and looked at me with raised eyebrows."Are you disturbed?" He asked, his tone sounding rather casual, as if it was no big deal that the person at the other end had been calling non stop for ages. "I'll just put my phone on silence then." I shook my head, "No…I meant why don't you pick the call? My eyes involuntarily narrowed slightly, watching his indifferent reaction.Robert chuckled. He picked up his phone slowly, glancing at the screen with his brows wrinkled, " It's nothing
ROBERTAs I walked inside the bar, a sense of anticipation washed over me. Bryan and I had fixed a meeting. I had to come up with a lie that I'd been in a conference and wasn't able to hold conversations. I didn't know if he bought that. We hadn't seen each other for such a long time, I wondered how I was going to feel when I saw him again. Somewhere inside of me, I hoped I might have gotten over those feelings. I had her now and I loved my little Isla dearly. The bar was exquisitely lit. It screamed of pure luxury. Bryann had chosen this place.As I got into the bar, I spotted Bryan right away, his sharp features unmistakable to recognize. He was one man with the intoxicating power of taste. He was exquisite and it reflected on himHe was leaning back in his seat, his usual confident, easy demeanor exuding from him. He had that way of commanding attention without even trying, how could a man be this mesmerizing?I walked over to him, a smile spreading involuntarily across my face. A
ISLAI spent a larger part of the morning trying to make myself beautiful. I've never felt more excited to go to work. Everything felt colorful and right. Ever since Robert and I had sex, I'd become self conscious. I found myself spending more time than necessary having a bath, choosing a dress to wear, or even spending vain time picking out jeweleries. I began to pay extra attention to my appearance.I was going through the items I had in my purse when my phone rang. It was a call from Stiles. I mentally groaned, feeling frustrated at why I involved myself with him in the first place. I ignored the call, swiped a final application of mascara to my lash extensions. All the credit goes to my best friend. She sure taught me a whole lot.I looked at the mirror, a self satisfied smirk playing on my lips. It didn't matter if I didn't see Robert after he left the house on saturday and throughout the remaining part of the weekend. I was definitely going to see him at work. Throughout the rem
ISLAI wasn't expecting Robert to for once in his life make this sort of confession. It caught me completely off guard and made me all the more regretful. Instead of feeling butterflies, I felt dread worming its way into the pit of my stomach. I was rendered speechless. I should tell him that he was wrong, and that I wasn't mad at him. I should let him know the reason I was upset was because I had gotten laid, scratch that because it still sounded decent. I had gotten banged by a total stranger in a night club, while I was drunk and vulnerable. "Isla," He called, shaking me gently. I broke free from my trance and recollected myself immediately. "I don't know what to say." I said in a small voice, which was almost unrecognizable as mine. I swallowed down the heavy lump that was forming rapidly in my throat. He looked at me, concern written all over his face. "You don't have to say anything right now," he said softly.I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. Mia's words crosse
ROBERTI sat at my desk, trying to focus on the reports Isla had completed the previous week. The numbers and charts seemed blurred together, failing to capture my attention. No matter how much I tried to immerse myself in the work, my thoughts kept drifting back to her. Guilt gnawed at me, knowing I was with Bryan the previous days. I sighed as I moved the swivel chair left and right, trying to catch some breath. I tapped my pen against the desk subconsciously, the little drumming sound drowning with my thoughts. I needed to see her, even if I had tried to trick myself into believing that she was just Mason's daughter and that she was more like my ward. Still, I couldn't deny the dangerous effect she had on me. I'd hate to admit that I let her get away with too many things. And that was why when she stayed locked up in her room for days, I blamed myself. I picked up the phone and pressed the button to connect to her extension. "Isla, could you come in for a moment?" I seriously tr
ISLAI kept a straight face, knowing the bee was bound to sting tantrums. "You look well." She stated, eyeing me from the corner of her eyes. "I am." I replied, trying my best to sound as plain as possible. She chuckled suddenly. "You must hate me, don't you?"I gulped back at the slapping truth. Hate was a strong word but still, I couldn't deny the fact that Mia was right, no doubt. Maybe she just wanted another reason to call an urgent meeting in order to embarrass the hell out of me again. How could someone be so annoying? I suddenly couldn't help but wonder what sort of daughter she was. I sighed and tried to keep a blank face. "Why do you think I hate you?" I asked in an accusing tone. She chuckled again and I glanced at her, a frown stretching across my face. "Then it's true, you really do hate me."A sweet smile was playing on her face at her own realization. Why exactly was she acting like she was in the seventh heavens, over the thought that I hated her? I remained q
ISLATwo days later»»»»»»I sat down on the table. Breakfast was spread out on the table. In this house, it was always like a feast, I knew as soon as I was done eating, the rest food would be thrown out. My throat felt dry, I wasn't even hungry. The food didn't matter to me. What mattered was the emptiness I felt as flashes of that night came into my head. I was lost in deep thoughts.I heard someone calling out to me. I knew the person was trying to talk to me, but I wasn't really conscious of my surrounding. The voice just sounded distant. It was as though I wasn't there, like I wasn't in this house. Right now, I really wished to be anywhere but here. "Ma'am." Someone gave my shoulder a gentle shake. I broke out from my trance and looked up to find a maid in a uniform staring at me with wide eyes. "You haven't touched your food." She stated, her hand gesturing to the food laid out on the table.I swallowed a lump forming on my throat and exhaled sharply. I scanned the food again a
ISLAHe thrusted in. It wasn't a very gentle thrust. My hands gripped his shoulder and I dug my nails into his taut flesh. He began moving his hard cock in and out of me. I shut my eyes tightly, savoring the entire pleasure of this very moment. "Mmmmmh…Yeah." I murmured, my hands wrapped around him tightly as he pounded my dripping wet pussy. "You feel so fucking good!" My voice echoed resoundingly, through the walls of the bathroom. It sounded so alien to me. I met his thrust with very loud screams. The sound of my voice right now could wake the dead. His lips enclosed on my stiffened nipple, sucking on it and teasing it by circling the swollen bud with his wet tongue. His fingers dug into my butt, holding me firmly in place as he continued his assault on me. He groaned deeply as he thrusted deeper into me. His movement began creating a slapping rhythm that was pushing me crazily to an edge, making me lose my ability to form any coherent word as I kept moaning out so loudly, car
ISLAAs if reading my thoughts, he pulled me along into one of the empty bathrooms and the both of us ended up perched awkwardly on top of the john, the cold porcelain sending a shiver of anticipation through me. It wasn’t exactly the spot I’d imagined to get laid, but the tension made it oddly unforgettable. At this point, I couldn't care less. Maybe I'd remember never to take alcohol again after this encounter. He leaned forward, his piercing blue eyes locked on mine, and suddenly, the surroundings didn’t seem to matter anymore not the stinging smell of paint on the walls, not the faint smell of bleach, and definitely not the fact that we were literally straddling the john like it was some kind of makeshift seat. "What do you want me to do?" He asked, his deep baritone voice sending cold shivers down my spine. I didn't remember ever being this vulnerable but shit I was horny as fuck! My pussy seemed to have a mind of its own because it was throbbing and itching badly for his membe
ISLAI blinked back in shock as my lips parted open in surprise."How did you know my….?" I belched out noisily and I could literally inhale the stench of alcohol on my breath. My stomach twisted and I felt the sudden urge to use the bathroom."Are you okay, sweetie?" He asked. I waved a hand dismissively, trying to mask the embarrassment creeping up my neck. "I’m fine," I mumbled. My chair scraped against the floor as I stood, wobbling slightly on my heels. "I just need to…use the bathroom."My bladder felt like it could burst open any moment, if I didn't relieve myself. His piercing blue eyes followed me as I stumbled through the crowd of sweaty bodies. I headed towards the bathroom. Somehow, I could feel his gaze on my back. I didn’t dare look over my shoulder because I didn't want to come in contact with those eyes which reminded me of just one person.I slipped into the bathroom and relieved myself. I've had too much drink and I was overly tipsy. I gripped the edge of the sink
ISLAThe music thumped through the club, vibrating the floor beneath the high heels I was wearing, sarcastic thanks to my best friend for convincing me to wear them. I shifted in my seat, tugging at the hem of the short dress I was wearing for what felt like the umpteenth time this evening. It clung tightly to my skin, riding up every time I moved, and I just couldn’t help but feel exposed. Maybe Hailey wasn't always so right anyway.I picked up my glass of tequila, the ice clinking softly as I swirled it. As I took a sip, the sharp tang of lime hit my tongue, but even the drink couldn’t distract me from the discomfort. My back arched slightly as I tried to find a position that didn’t make the gown dig into my sides. I instinctively glanced around the room, hoping no one noticed my fidgeting, but the crowd was too engrossed in their own yelling and dancing.The air was thick with the scent of perfume and sweat, and I felt a bead of my sweat sliding down my neck. I wiped it away quic
ISLAAs soon as the meeting ended, I scurried to my office to get my purse. We were already past closing hours and I just wanted to get out of this place. I was angry, at Mia, Robert and every damned person in this place. I bumped clumsily into some people as I made my way to my office. Robert and Bryan had been the first to leave the meeting and I hadn't seen him since the meeting ended. He could be wherever for all I cared. I don't know if I was being sentimental but I just hated the fact that his Ex had shred me to pieces in front of all those people and he had been right there!Calm down, Isla. This isn't the worst you've been through. I told myself over and over again as I tried to reach the driver. I was standing at the front of the company waiting under a big tree that provided a good shade."Come pick me up, at the company." I said as soon as he picked. I ended the call immediately and kept the phone back in my purse. I crossed my hands and paced up and down on the curb fuming