“Excuse me, but I have to say this. You look beautiful sitting by the fireplace and watching the fire, Mrs. Montgomery,” a familiar voice pulls me from my thoughts. “Would your husband be mad if I sent you twelve long-stemmed roses and asked for the pleasure of your company to dinner?”I lift my chin. “My husband is a very possessive man and—”“I’d kill him! You are mine and only mine,” Chase breaks character, his eyes darkening in that way that makes my heart melt and my thighs quiver. Right now, he’s holding two Cinnamon Maple Whiskey Sour drinks.“Is that my favorite drink in your hand?” I ask, blushing at the way his eyes trail over my dress, his tongue licking his lips.He smirks sinfully. “Only if the kids are asleep already.”I laugh. “It was no easy task, but they finally went to sleep after I told them that Santa won’t come if they’re awake.”“Hm. Can we use that on them all year round?” he questions as he hands me my drink.“I think it only works on Christmas Eve.”His lips
Focus, Gemma. Focus! Time is ticking away so fast.With a hurried glance at my reflection in the mirror, I notice how flushed my face is. I’m always amazed to see how much I blush for Wyatt. Heck, it’s not like we spoke. In fact, we’ve never spoken a word to one another. If he were to speak to me, I’d probably faint from shock.Glancing down at my heart print cardigan sweater, I huff a laugh at myself. I’m invisible to men, especially when I wear outfits like this. I do it for the kids, though. My second graders always get a kick out of their teacher matching her sweaters with whichever holiday we’re celebrating at the moment.Tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day, so I decided that we’re going to be making 3D heart-shaped Valentine’s Day cards in class today. I’m also going to surprise my students with Valentine’s Day stickers and candy. They’re going to be so happy. I swear that when my students smile at me, it’s like the whole world brightens up.Shit. I’d better get going before it gets any
KNOCK KNOCKGemma::Several hours later…Oh my God!Did I imagine that encounter with Wyatt?I internally ask myself.Nope. It happened.I want him so bad.Ever since I was a little girl, I’d say things in threes if I really felt them in my heart. To my embarrassment, it’s a quirk that surfaced earlier today when I was in the hallway with Wyatt.Stop replaying it in your head, Gemma,my inner voice says.The train ride back from work is slow and crowded. I see a few couples holding roses, and then I remember that this year, Valentine’s Day falls on a Saturday. So, I’m guessing everyone is eager to get home and start their Valentine’s Day weekend.Everyone except for me.I feel a pang in my chest when I think about the fact that I’ve never had much luck with dating. The few boyfriends that I’ve had left me because I wasn’t ready to have sex. I blame it on the fact that I’ve always been a late bloomer. But, of course, I want to do it.Maybe someday I’ll find the right person…and finally fee
“I’m positive,” he says gruffly. “Also, the name Wyatt is fairly uncommon.”“There are 8.4 million people in New York City,” I counter swiftly.“Gemma, I need you to answer this question for me,” he rasps, his eyes darkening and his expression growing serious.I let out a breath. “What question?”“Do you need something from me?”I gulp. “No, I’m good.”“Are you sure there’s not something that you REALLY need my help with?” He scrubs a hand down his jaw. “Something only I can do for you,” he says bluntly.All of a sudden, my eyes trace a path from his face to his muscular chest, and then down further. Right now, he’s wearing sweatpants and a white t-shirt.Mmm…I can see his sexy abs right through his shirt. And I can see his—HOLY SHIT! There’s a big bulge in his sweatpants. Is he hard right now?!?“I don’t think that you should watch me anymore,” he whispers, his voice sounding a little ominous. “It’s having a dangerous effect on me.”Oh my God! Am I pissing him off?My heart is poundi
“I don’t want to, but you have to know what you do to me. Seeing is believing, isn’t it?” He strokes himself over his sweatpants, his lower lip pinched between his teeth. “I’ve never done anything like this before, but I take comfort in the fact that our elderly neighbors won’t hear me come with your name on my lips.”I laugh. “Because they’re semi-deaf?”“I like the sound of your laugh. It’s so honest.” His lips curve up into a smile. “Fuck, baby, you’re so real and beautiful.”My laughter dries up. “I’ve never seen one in person. Yours is my first.”“Good.” Something dark flashes in his eyes. “My cock is the only one you will ever crave. Your pussy is its home.”A shiver wracks my body. “Oh God. All the things that you say have my head spinning.”“Are you wet for me, Gemma?”“Yes…” I answer honestly.“Good. Touch yourself as you watch me through the peephole,” he says before lifting his shirt and showing me his sexy ripped abs. “I want you so bad that I’m building up to shoot one he
With a growl, I pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist. Then I carry my beautiful girl into her bedroom. Right now, she’s wearing the cutest pajama shorts and a t-shirt.“How did you know this is my bedroom?” she hiccups adorably.“My apartment has the same layout as yours,” I remind her.Her chest heaves up and down. “Oh, right.”“Do you have any other questions for me?” I ask, trying to put her at ease. “You can ask me anything.”Her brows knit. “Are you seeing anyone?”“No. The only girl that I want is you,” I say before gripping her chin tightly with my free hand. “ARE YOU seeing anyone?”She shakes her head. “No.”“Good. Keep it like that,” I grumble. Then, with unbridled determination, I lay her down on her bed. Next, I crush my lips to hers. Afterward, we make out like crazy for several minutes as I dry-fuck her hard. More than anything, I want her pussy soaking wet and ripe for the fucking. “Do you like when I grind my cock on you?”“Yes,” she whispers against my lips.
“Good, just take a little bit more for me,” he says in an encouraging tone. “I'll hold back for as long as I can, but eventually, I won’t be able to stop from pushing deeper and deeper.”Feeling a little braver now, I rock my hips toward Wyatt but to no avail. “It’s no use—you’re too big to fit inside me,” I pant, my head rolling from side to side on the pillow.“Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit,” he grunts. “One way or another, it will go all the way inside your sweet fuckhole.”Oh God…I gasp, my heart thudding in my ears. “How much further do I still have to go?”“Lots of inches, baby,” he replies, his voice playful. “Try to take some more for me.”“Ooooh myyyy God,” I moan as Wyatt thrusts himself in a little deeper. “I feel like I might come again.”“Bite my shoulder as you come,” he demands, his thumb working my clit into a frenzy.I can barely catch my breath. “Why?”“I’m gonna wreck your pussy. Sorry, baby, I can’t wait anymore. I’m just too damn desperate for you.” His voice is
“Since the moment I laid eyes on you. I knew instantly that you’re what I’ve been looking for my whole life. I also knew that I would stop at nothing to make you mine. To be specific, it’s been a year and six months, eighteen days and probably six hours since I’ve been obsessed with you.”Her brows knit. “Well, that’s…very specific.”“What you’re about to see inside my apartment might freak you out,” I warn her. “But it’s just Heathcliff-like behavior. And I can’t help it. I just know that you’re going to understand.”Or at least I hope that she will.☆☆☆☆☆Gemma:::Oh wow…I wasn’t expecting to hear Wyatt admit that he’s obsessed with me.This is crazy.And the fact that he’s been stalking me online still hasn’t settled in.Has he really been obsessing over me the whole time that I’ve been obsessing over him?I can’t believe that I’m in his apartment. I’m so used to watching and listening in from the outside. But now, I’m inside.I’m actually inside of Wyatt Everdeen’s abode.His apartme
She didn't even use the safe word when I strapped her to the railings of our balcony at the hotel we stayed in, on holiday, in Cyprus, even though everyone who passed by, could see her nakedness, see clearly, her sex held open, spread as she was by the ties. Not a sound escaped her as I whipped her ass in full view of those total strangers, not a tear, nothing, only a renewed eagerness to make me happy when I released her.I had not reached her boundaries in the eighteen months she had been with me. I am sure she had them, but I had not found them as yet and I wasn't sure I wanted to go very much further in searching for them. Perhaps my boundaries were narrower than hers.I left her with a leash on, tied to an eyebolt in the wall in the kitchen. Her instruction for the day was to defrost the fridge and prepare dinner for that evening. The leash, attached to her iron neck ring, was long enough to give her complete movement around the kitchen, but nowhere else. She would be naked, her
Her lips part over the head of my dick and don’t even get a little tongue action. Mom’s head starts to bob a little, but she’s not deep enough. My hands pull until the head presses against her tongue and it’s just lying there. I’m tempted to release her head to guide her hands, but don’t want to miss her lips stretching around my shaft and won’t take the chance of ruining Walt’s shot.There’s only one thing to do now. My hands start to control her head and start to move my hips a little. I don’t want to gag her, at least not yet. If I knew what her reaction was going to be, I wouldn’t care about waiting. The last thing I want is for her to puke on my dick, since that would kill the mood. I know some guys are into that shit, but to each their own.With me being in complete control, it’s finally starting to feel great. Mom’s hands and mouth were good, but this is so much better. Her tongue’s moving just as much as her hands, which is not at all. Just my luck. I finally have her right wh
I already had a good idea how big they were when I went hunting for sexy clothes. Mom’s somewhere between a b and c in cup size, since she wears both. Regardless of size, they look incredible dangling the way they are. Were her nipples hard when we were dancing? If they were, I couldn’t feel them.Mom stopped lowering her dress right beneath her tits and looking at me. She’s waiting for me to tell her I’ve seen enough, but my dick’s eager to come out to play. Just a little longer and I’ll be free of these pants that didn’t start out this tight.She sighs as her dress continues down and start to see some brown hairs sticking out over the black. I don’t need to look up to know the camera’s pointed right at her ass. Mom takes a deep breath as her fingers press down to reveal the full bush hiding her pussy from me. A full bush isn’t my thing, but not enough to get me to say anything other than what’s already going to be said.Her tits sway a little as I watch her nipples like two pendulum
My hands press against her back as hers move a little closer to my ass, which causes my already hard dick to twitch between our clothed flesh. Her eyes show recognition and her lips become a wide grin. Mom’s body this close to mine is something I thought would never happen, but here it is and I owe Walt everything.Her voice has a touch of excitement I’ve never heard, which tells me the X is working as promised. “Is that what I think it is?”I nod as I look deep into her glassy eyes and continue to dance. “If you mean my hard dick, then that’s exactly what it is.”A little shock hits her face, but the excitement remains. “We’re just dancing. You shouldn’t get one of those from dancing with me.”I hold her eyes and know I can’t screw this next part up. “I can’t help it, mom. You have such a sexy face.”She laughs as our faces continue to turn for the camera and hips move in a seductive manner. “No, I don’t. Thank you, Hanson, but you don’t need to lie. I’ve got an old woman’s face.”I
The car door closes outside and it won’t be anyone else, since no one else comes down our road. Mom doesn’t like anyone from church coming to her house, since I embarrass her with my heathen ways. Just because I don’t like going to church doesn’t make me a heathen. Too many of those self-righteous fucks for my taste. I’ve lived with one for all 21 years of my life and that’s more than enough for me.I open the baggy and take out the pill, since not even mom can take a meeting of the most holier than thou group for long. She’ll have a headache, since she always has a headache and me giving her some aspirin with her wine is nothing new. My heart’s pounding a little, but my fingers are steady. Mom can’t suspect a thing when she walks through the door.I slip the baggy into my pants pocket and take the glass of wine from the table. She opens the door and has the same look on her face that tells me she won’t even look at the pill I’m about to give her. Her black purse hangs over the should
She starts to fight against my hands and I feel her hands press down, but I manage to keep her away from where she was trying to get to. Cin’s starting to piss me the fuck off and I know she won’t be deterred from getting me out of my towel. We both know there’s nothing on underneath, and I don’t think she’s going to stop until she gets her way.I groan as I grow tired of her games. “If I drop the towel and hug you, will you promise to leave me the fuck alone?”Her smile falters a little as her feminine voice drives me fucking crazy. “Yes. I’ll even do you one better. If you don’t enjoy it, I promise to stop everything.”I search her eyes for some hint of deception and wish I had the time to fight her off, but my work won’t wait. If this is what it takes to get her to leave me be, then so be it. There’s nothing about her that I really trust, but don’t have any other options right now. It would be impossible to fend her off all fucking day and I have a job to do.I glare at her as my v
No makeup has been applied to my face in a very long time and no need to start now. I wasn’t exactly fending the boys off when I was, so why bother? It didn’t draw their eyes to anything on my face and couldn’t see past my almost childlike appearance.My fingers turn the slick lock centered on the knob and almost slips between them as I curse quietly. I wish I didn’t need to lock the door, but Cin doesn’t respect privacy and my bedroom doesn’t have a lock. I’ve told Aaron to get me one ever since I moved in, but he doesn’t believe it’s necessary.I do count myself lucky that my bathroom is attached to my bedroom, just like theirs does, and don’t mind the small room. It’s just big enough for what I need and don’t mind the standup shower. It does the job I need it to do and don’t plan on ever having need of a bathtub.My hand grips the door hard enough to keep from slipping and opens it to see her sitting on the edge of my bed wearing what looks like a transparent negligee. I’m not surp
Have you ever come across one of those women who never seem to develop? The one whose voice never seems to show she’s a woman, let alone the body? The one everyone thinks of as a little girl? That’s me, and I hate everything about being this way.I’m still a fucking virgin, and it’s not due to fending off the boys. At 19 I have never dated anyone. Let’s just say the boys in my highschool didn’t have much interest in anyone like me, not even the pervs who would fuck anything with a hole.I hated highschool and have no interest in going to college, despite my parents’ wishes. Just what I need. More time around horny guys who don’t look at me at all. You know what? Fuck them all. They can kiss my fucking ass, every last one of them.I don’t need college and I sure as fuck don’t need to spend another hour in that kind of environment. My parents have never understood the hell I went through, since mom was never like me and dad was never one to speak with me about things like this. Had my b
“You like it, girl? You like my black dick. You like dark meat, don’t you little girl. Yeah, take it, bitch. That’s it, take it. Fuck me, girl, take all of my black cock...”Farther into her he went. Kelly couldn’t believe how much was inside her. Then the worst part came when he began to rape her. Back and forth he rocked his hips now, making his huge dick go back and forth inside her. The pain wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be.She was wet inside already and he was all oiled up. The dope seemed to dull some of the pain, but still her pussy was stretched to a very painful size. Again and again, he slammed back and forth inside her. She could feel the flared end of the head as it moved back and forth in her, making that familiar sex feeling. She tried to ignore it. He started going faster, then harder. Deeper he went into her. He got in deep, way farther than her boyfriend ever had, and this caused some very sharp pain when he did. She cried out, even though her face was being