ISLA"Isla," he growled as I pressed my breasts firmly against his bare chest, my fingers digging deeply into the skin on the back of his neck. He was rock hard. I felt it as I grinded my body against his. "Show me," I said tauntingly, slightly biting the bottom of my lip. "Those muscles."His piercing blue eyes held such a beautiful glint as I trailed a finger from his chest down to his abs, sending a tingling sensation that was enough to make his hard on stretch tighter. A wicked smirk played alluringly on my lips.He kissed my lips, a slow sensual kiss. I savored every corner of his mouth, with my tongue thrusting in eagerly. He tasted so fucking sweet, I couldn't explain it. My hand tugged on the button of his pants, my eyes visibly moist with desire. He peered intensely at me, my eyes were melting into his sexy blue eyes. For a moment, I was lost in ecstasy. He took control."What do you want?" He asked, his finger felt insanely hot, crawling to my lips. I nibbled my lips on it
ISLAHe claimed my lips in such a fervent and demanding kiss, he was kissing me and making throaty sounds into my mouth. He seized my neck, raising my leg higher with his other hand so his member could fit perfectly in. As he continued to move, my whole body felt so heavy, I wanted to burst out from the pleasure. I came in a rushing wave and he pulled out, a victorious smirk on his lips. "That's it, let it all out..Isla." He released his grip from leg and I shook unsteadily as the waves after waves of orgasm hit me, causing me to quiver slightly. I was completely out of breath for a few minutes but I knew I wasn't fully satisfied; I wanted more and Robert hadn't come yet. "You're going to run out of breath after reaching your climax countless times tonight. You asked for it, Isla." He said and picked me up from the floor, throwing me carefully onto the bed with such ease. He was muscular and very strong, I probably weighed nothing to him. As I lay on the bed, thoughts of sex s
ISLAInstead of thrusting, he leaned in on me, claiming my lips once again. I could taste the remnant of the pasta we had earlier. The kiss was deep and intense. It was driving me crazy. Could he just stop all these and start thrusting already? My parts were already hurting from waiting. He brought his lips down to my chest, taking my nipples in his mouth, milking and sucking every bit of it, he made sure to leave his touch and mouth on every part and side of my breasts. I was completely soaked, my pussy felt so wet that I could feel my wetness dripping down from my thighs. He grabbed one of my legs and raised it up to his waist. Then, he slid into me, filling me completely this time. "Oh...fuck!" I groaned, this was what I had been anticipating crazily. He began with a slow thrust, but increased his pace after a few seconds. Pounding and thrusting hard into me, the bed was groaning under our rhythmic movement. My hand swung around his neck, pressing him down and urging him to d
ISLAI was in the company's cafe with Stiles, since Mia decided to set me up. Somehow, thinking about her always gets me rolling my eyes. “Do you know if this pitch is finalized yet?” I asked Stiles, showing him a portable document format file from my phone. Stiles shrugged. “Hopefully. All I know is, I need coffee.” He grinned. As we reached the counter, the barista flashed us a welcoming smile. The chalkboard menu shone behind her, listing an array of coffee options in elegant writing. I leaned forward first “Hi, can I get a grande vanilla latte, please? No whip cream. Oh, and can you make that with oat milk?”When was the last time I had good coffee? I really couldn't recall.The barista nodded and jotted down my order. “Sure thing. Anything else?”I thought for a moment. “Actually, can you add an extra shot of espresso? Thanks.”I could really use a cup of coffee to soothe my nerves. Just the thought of how it would taste was enough to leave me thirsty.Stiles stepped up next
ISLAThe man was tall, even taller than Robert. Even from the leather jackets he wore, it was still very obvious that he was muscular and very well built. As if he knew I was standing right there accessing him, he suddenly brought his gaze to me and I felt a sudden shiver going down my spine. Maybe because I had been accessing him with my eyes and I had been completely caught off guard. He was nodding to something Robert was saying but his eyes remained fixed on me. His expression was unreadable, he just had a blank look. To be honest, I felt a little creeped out. I was definitely going to ask Robert who the man he was and he'd better not tell me he was an 'old good friend.' and whatever.Robert seemed to have noticed the mans diverted attention, he followed his eyes and they landed on mine. Wait, why was I even waiting for him in the first place?! Obsessed much. I smiled at him and he returned a small smile. I walked away without sparing the both of them another glance and made
ISLA As the staffs filed in, I noticed they somehow hesitated before sitting. Well, it wasn't like I've been in a conference meeting myself, so I didn't know why they seemed to be hesitating. This was the first time I'd be attending a formal meeting as a worker. "Ms. Turner," Mia's voice cut through my thoughts, her voice echoing loudly through the room and every pair of eye snapped towards my direction. "There's a sitting arrangement!" "Ms. Thompson, how the hell was I supposed to know there was a sitting arrangement when no tags was put on the chairs?!" I responded right back in my head. I stood up slowly, my eyes flickering around. I didn't pay attention to any arrangement and I was genuinely unaware. "That line is for the senior executives." I heard a voice behind me. I snapped my head and came in contact with Stiles's glinting forest green eyes. He flashed me a grin. "Oh, I didn't know." My voice sounded hoarse. I was mad at Mia. She never wasted time in picking on
ISLAI swallowed a lump forming on my throat and pressed my lips together, hoping that the heavy weight I was feeling on my shoulder wouldn't squash me down completely. My palms began to sweat as my hands gripped the skirt I was wearing, squeezing tightly at it. I was fighting an inner battle, hopefully I'd win. Slowly, my head raised up and thankfully, Mia's eyes were now averted from mine. I almost gasped. Mia's pause stretched just long enough to make everyone in the room a little uneasy or maybe of course I was the only one feeling the heat. Her gaze returned back to me, sharp and deliberate, and I could feel the weight of the entire conference room's attention tilting in my direction. Could this woman fucking move on for once?She tilted her head, a faint smirk suddenly curling the edges of her lips. "Some of you," she repeated, her tone carefully neutral, but her eyes still drilling into mine, "seem to think that mediocre performance is acceptable in a company like this."My
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
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