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“Darlin’…” The sweet sound in his voice brought her back to that bedroom. Soon she will find herself deliciously pinned beneath his massive body. Soon she will feel his naked, warm skin against hers. Soon he will fill her and make her scream his name. So, Rhiannon didn’t want to think about all the negatives anymore. Dimly, she remembered her plan to pack and leave his penthouse, to get herself as far away from him as possible. But she was much too weak to follow such a wise course that might protect her heart from a man who wanted to break it once again. So, Rhiannon smiled up at him and kissed him on the lips.“Tonight, I’m yours…” she whispered against his lips.“Rhiannon…” he replied, trying to make Rhiannon change her mind.“Tonight, Pax… Tonight, I’m here… for you. Just for you. Willing to do everything you want. Extremely willing.” Tomorrow, and all the dreary tomorrows after that one, would be soon enough to deny herself. Tonig
“Don’t leave, Rhiannon,” Paxton said, touching her forehead with his lips. “This isn’t what you really want and you know it. Just stay here, with me… I hate what you did to my brother, but I just can’t watch you walk out that door, walk away from me, knowing you will never come back here. Dammit, I don’t know why, or what you did to me, but I need you. I can’t breathe when you’re not here.” He held Rhiannon tight while whispering the words as sweetly as possible, as gently as possible. Paxton said them to Rhiannon while she was asleep, knowing that, for now, it was the only way she would listen to him without thinking of packing and leaving the penthouse.“Pax… Sweetheart…” she murmured slowly, nuzzling her cheek against his chest. Those words as they left her lips filled him with pleasure and a deep sadness. They were the same words she said to him that night… after they had sex for the first time. Even that night she called him “sweetheart” while he mistreated he
“Chocolate pudding? Really?” Paxton asked perplexed. “At 2:00 am you’re craving for chocolate pudding?” Rhiannon nodded.“Peanut wants this…” she replied and pointed at her womb. “And only this.”“Okay… Well, let me call the doorman…”“No need to disturb that poor man. He already hates my gut. There’s a box of Jell-O in the kitchen,” she added and a big, shiny smile appeared on her lips. “All you need is 5 minutes and…”“I know how to make instant chocolate pudding, thank you very much,” Paxton countered, giving her a falsely offended expression.“I never claimed you couldn’t,” she said, smiling innocently.“But you were thinking it, you, little minx.” His expression made her laugh. He seemed a little boy, not the passionate man who just made her cum so many times. He had these two different sides, a sweet, caring one and a hard, tough one, always in conflict, always fighting against each other for supremacy.“I’ll be right back,” Paxton said and got up from the be
Swirling her tongue at the base of his beautiful cock, she licked at its sides as if it were a melting ice cream cone. Then she finally traced the edge of his head with the point of her tongue, rubbing her tongue hard against the spot facing her where head met length.“So yummy…” Rhiannon said feeling his body hardening, all his muscles tensing. She rested her closed lips over the tip and parted them slightly to taste the first drop of his desire. She pressed downward, letting the force of her descent open her lips around him, his engorged head filling her mouth and forcing her tongue down. Rhiannon kept her lips carefully over her teeth and took him until he hit the back of her mouth. She greedily sucked and pulled off him, licked and sucked some more, then wrapped her hand around his shaft and move it up and down in synch with her mouth. Paxton’s breathing grew louder and more ragged. He lifted his hands beside her head and she knew he wanted to grasp he
“What are you doing here?” he demanded so harshly he froze her heart.“Well… I cleaned the room, the bed, and took a shower, but… well… I couldn’t sleep,” Rhiannon murmured, seeking to soothe him rather than frighten or anger him. “And you… You left so abruptly… I was too worried... about you.”“Worried? Right…” He sounded edgy, dubious, angry. Was he afraid? Of her? No, that couldn’t be. Not when his black eyes were so hard. It was she who felt terrified that he would reject her or be cruel. Like it happened already.“Paxton, I was wondering… H
She arrived at the church ten minutes before Kieran’s memorial service started. The place was packed with Kieran’s friends, most absent at the funeral, but Rhiannon managed to find an empty seat. Luckily, it was as far away as possible from all the Ridgways… especially from Paxton. She wasn’t really a part of that family so, it was even more necessary to sit a few rows back, on the other side of the church. Just as she’d expected, Paxton stood away from her, also. They seemed like two perfect strangers. Not even that sad moment could bring them together. She remembered how close she had felt him during the funeral. How attentive he had been, holding her, soothing her. That day, they seemed a real… family, comforting each other. That’s why, seeing him
“No thanks necessary. Now, give me a big hug, ‘cariño’.” Mrs. Ramirez opened her arms, and Rhiannon stepped into them.“I’m sorry I wasn’t present at Santi’s funeral…” she said slowly.“Oh, but you were. In spirit. I can see how much you care about our Santi. It has been tough, for our family. But somehow, we got through. Mr. Ridgway helped us so much. You see, my sister wanted her boy back home, so, since we’re not a rich family, Mr. Ridgway paid for all the traveling expenses and the funeral.” A bit embarrassed for being called up, Paxton gave Santiago’s aunt a shy smile.“My sister wanted me to thank you again. We will pray every day for Kieran like we pray for Santi,” Sonia Ramirez said.“Thank
HEY, Y'ALL!!!!!THANKS TO MY AMAZING EDITOR, I WAS ABLE TO CANCEL THE 2 UNNECESSARY CHAPTERS UPLOADED BY MISTAKE. ONCE AGAIN, I WANT TO TELL YOU HOW MORTIFIED I AM FOR THE MESS I'VE CREATED. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE AND YOUR UNDERSTANDING. IF BY ANY CHANCE, YOU HAVE PROBLEMS WITH THE COINS, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, CONTACT THE SERVICE CENTER AND THEY WILL HELP YOU GET THEM BACK. IF YOU STILL HAVE PROBLEMS, LET ME KNOW AND I WILL TRY TO HELP YOU AS MUCH AS I CAN. EMMA
Hey, Y'all!!!!Another romantic adventure came to an end. It has been such an interesting ride. It has been funny, sad, frustrating, tearful, annoying (Yes, I've said it!), but all in all, it has been the most fulfilling writing experience I've had in the last eight months. The plot came out of nowhere, pushing me to give birth to this love story. In no time, Rhiannon and Paxton took over me, and... the rest, as they say, is history. I saw all your comments, and I've seen how much some of you enjoyed the story. Nonetheless, a few of you had some slight issues with some parts of it. In my defense, all I can say is... I've tried my best to please everybody, and I'm sorry I let down some of you. But think of it this way... This story is a figment of my imagination. These are my thoughts, my ideas, and, unfortunately, they might not match yours all the time. Please, don't hold it against me. I'll do better next time. Speaking of... next time, I'm planning to start a new story in a coupl
Rhiannon walked into the bedroom where Paxton was already lying on the bed. Propped on his elbow, he watched as she started preparing her clothes for the next day, and the glitter in his eyes told her what was to come. Her breath hitched in her throat. Rhiannon never got tired of that look. It was tender and possessive. It was dark and loving. It was all the things that made her feel cherished beyond measure.“Undress for me, darlin’,” he said in a quiet voice. “I want to see you and our baby.” She smiled, and obeyed gladly. Her hands slid to the buttons of her shirt. Slowly, she pulled away her clothing, letting the shirt and then her pants drift to the floor until she was clad in only her panties and bra. Then, she reached behind her to undo the clasp of her bra. The straps slid over her shoulders and the cups came away, baring her breasts to his avid gaze. They were much heavier now, and they were tender and swollen from her pregnancy. Paxton
When the intercom buzzed for the tenth time, Paxton got to his feet, swaying slightly. How many shots of scotch had he had? On unsteady feet, Paxton crossed the room that was littered with newspapers and business magazines and answered his intercom.“‘Paxton… It’s me, baby. It’s Tori.’” What?! Why was she here? “Go the fuck away!” he exclaimed.“‘Baby… let me in. I want to talk to you about Riccardo…’”“No need! Keep him and stay away from me!” He cut the connection and poured himself another scotch. Then, Paxton slumped onto his couch again and tortured himself with more memories of Rhiannon. Rhiannon with her cute baby bump climbing on top of him… Rhiannon all covered in chocolate pudding… Rhiannon sleeping peacefully in his arms…“What the fuck are you doing, you loser?” he yelled at himself. “Stop dreaming about her! She’s not yours! She’ll never be yours. You treated her like shit, accused her of
With shocking, devastating suddenness their affair was over. ‘I love you, Rhiannon. I love that sweet baby growing up inside you… You two are what’s important to me…’ His words were still haunting her. Rhiannon stared up at her bedroom ceiling. Feeling lost and uncertain, she’d been staring at it for hours. Rhiannon had known she’d be hurt when he left her, but the pain that pulsed in the center of her being was too much to bear. It was as if all hope for happiness was draining out of her like blood seeping from a fatal wound. Hours later, when the sun turned the rooftops in her neighborhood bloodred, she got up, dressed, and walked out of her apartment, feeling heavy from her long, sleepless night. Hoping to clear her head, Rhiannon made her way toward the park. She wanted to be around noisy cars on their way to offices and schools, around people rushing to catch buses or subway trains. Near the park, she bought he
He was standing in a chair, watching her sleeping peacefully in her new bedroom. After their last conversation in his office, Rhiannon had allowed him to help her get out of her old lease and move into the apartment he’d bought for her. She’d agreed to pay him the same rent she’d paid her previous landlord. Eight weeks had passed since she’d accepted his help. The dialogue between them improved substantially. Both were much more open with each other. He looked forward to every moment he had with her. She was everything he needed and desired in a woman but hadn’t known he had to have. Throughout those two months, Paxton put everything else on stand-by and gave Rhiannon his undivided attention. He wasn’t afraid of showing Rhiannon his soft side anymore. Paxton had told her things about himself she didn’t know, and he listened to Rhiannon’s story, before and after Kieran’s arrival in her life. Ever since her fall, Paxton wanted to create a differe
Hey, Y'all!!!!This romantic adventure is slowly coming to an end. There are 4 chapters left. Currently, I'm working on the last 2 chapters. So, since I would like to publish all 4 chapters on the same day (May 26th or May 27th), there isn’t going to be an update on May 25th (Sorry about this, Dyvia Gupta. I hope you’ll understand). I know it's an ambitious project, but I've done it several times, so I'm absolutely sure I can pull this off.I would like to tag this book ‘completed’ on Monday, but I’m gonna need your help in doing so… To be more precise, I’m going to need your opinion on the book: if the story is really finished, if I need to add something else… etc., etc. So, leave a comment or a review with your feedback on the story. Because once I will write ‘The End’, I won’t get back on this story (editing an entire book months after is pure torture!) And last but not least, my gratitude to you all, for the funny comments, for your time and money, and your gems. Every single one
Spiked high heels clicked impatiently on the wooden floor as Bridget Madison, Paxton’s realtor, pointed out the many charms of the truly lovely apartment he wanted her to move into.“Well, what do you think?” Bridget asked.“I don’t know…”“You already live in the neighborhood, so you know how wonderful the Upper West Side is. The people in this building are all young, hardworking professionals like yourself. Paxton wants you to have the apartment so badly he’s willing to meet the seller’s first price.”“What?!”“Believe me, sweetie. Paxton never goes to contract without negotiating. You have no idea how utterly ruthless he can be. I’ve seen it in person. Brutal and so damn hot.”“Oh, I have an idea.” A very good idea. That’s why she still felt wary about their relationship even though he’d been so transparent and so tender lately, coming home to her, enjoying their time together.“For a lower floor, the apartment is amazingly sunny.” Bridget’s
This time, Rhiannon participated fully in the kiss, opening her mouth under his, raising her hands to rest them on the iron slabs of muscle on his shoulders. When his tongue met hers again, she dug her nails into his shoulders, making him groan with satisfaction. Paxton pulled her closer and she abandoned completely to that embrace. Sheer pleasure rose and surged through her body, blood rushing through her veins, her flesh sensitized and tingling with exquisite sensation at each brush of his body against hers. His lips moved over hers possessively, his tongue pushing past, taking languid tastes of hers as heat built and surged through her senses. Rhiannon was lost in the pleasure, lost in each taste of the wild passion she was given. Paxton’s mouth moved down the column of her neck, his tongue taking flicking tastes of her skin. He opened the bathrobe, revealing her breasts. A moan escaped her lips, an electric sensation racing through her at
Paxton entered the kitchen, put the food case on the table, then walked out and started looking around the penthouse for her. He peeked in her old bedroom but the lights were off.“Stubborn woman…” he said slowly, returning to the living room. “I’m sure she went to the restaurant…” After her fall, with the help of her mother, Paxton had convinced Rhiannon to move back into his penthouse for a few days. So, once again, she was installed in his downstairs guest suite behind his kitchen. He was in the process of acquiring the first-floor apartment he’d mentioned to her a few days before the stairway accident, but Paxton hadn’t told her yet because he didn’t want to argue about it. For the past two evenings they’d spent the early hours after work together, and in an effort to gain her trust, he’d deliberately kept things light and friendly. What they had was still too fragile, so Paxton hadn’t touched her. He didn’t force her into doing anythin