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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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