"Are you ready?" he sternly asks. My heart jumps at his question and I begin to question myself if I am truly ready for this. I question whether I will regret this decision or not. I debate whether giving my virginity up to someone I know is something worth doing or not. While confused and doubtful of the situation I am in right now, the luminous figure on the other hand seems impatient. He asks me a question but he's not gentleman enough to wait for my response. He immediately claims my lips. Our lips touch, wet and soft. His breath smells like menthol and his lips taste like eucalyptus, cool like citrus, and sweet like honey.Right there and then, my doubts disappear. He pulls me closer to him, rubbing his arm against my sleeping gown. "Oh, god, it feels good to be touched," I savor the moment.As he pulls me closer, the more his perfume scent becomes familiar, I am pretty sure I have smelled this before, but I can't point it out.Distracted from my invited thoughts disconnects my l
The next morning, I gasp for air as I try to get up from this hotel's king bed, "Ugh, nobody told me the aftermath would hurt like hell. But on the bright side-",I giggle as my body remembers yesterday's first SEXONITE adventure: his touch, his lips, his thrust. I loved everything about it, "Pleasure overdrives pain."It is an early contemplation of everything that happened last night. My lower muscle tightens again, "I want more of it," determined, I told myself over and over.I immediately jump out of the bed ignoring the pain between my thighs, hips, and waist, I get my laptop and sit comfortably on this magnificent couch. I wait for it to load, I smirk at the sight of my wallpaper, Seid and I on our first anniversary in Ireland, I bit my lips out of frustration, "If only you had given me my sexual needs, I wouldn't have to go this far Seid. I am over you now."A minute later, a google mail notification popped out, when I open it, I saw it was from SEXONITE. I click the attached l
"There you are," my inner mind is jumping with excitement at the sight of this gorgeous godly man a few meters away from me, which name I don't know, by the way. Though my reason for coming here is to get laid - well, it happened yesterday and I was satisfied, but thanks to SEXONITE's red notice, I could no longer participate - I become more interested in personally meeting this hottie. That's why I put on the best dress resting inside my luggage, an emerald velvet backless halter neck bodycon dress with a plunging neckline just a few inches above my navel, which exposes most of my skin.As the breeze of the air conditioner hits my skin, I feel a chill but I pretend not to feel, "Now I need a strong drink to warm myself up," I told myself. So I sit on an empty spot with a circular small center table and two black single mini couches since the counter table is already full. Well, this spot is just a meter away from him so I can clearly and freely stare at his face and body without him
"Miss, I am sorry to bother you but someone wants to give this to you," he shyly approaches my seat and says with his local thick accent tone. When I asked who, he points out to that arrogant guy. He waves at me. I scoff, "Does he think he looks cool?"I ask the waiter to return it because I won't drink it anyway, especially with the MOs spreading around on how they abduct or rape women at the bar by drugging their drinks. Hell, no!The waiter hesitantly leaves. I look directly at that arrogant guy and intensely shake my head wearing my resting-bitch face. He smirks.Unfortunately, he calls the waiter again, as if blaming him for what happened. What a dick! I click my tongue in disdain.I watched closely what would be his next step. Impatient that I didn't give in to his charm, he boastfully took it away from the waiter's tray, walked towards me, and delivered it himself.He just doesn't get the gist that I am not even one percent interested in him. I rest my back on the chair, cross
The handsome man leads me to the entrance of the hotel where I'm staying. So I guess he isn't staying here after all. I can still feel his warm big hand around my waist. People stare at us as we walk. They follow our every step and then whisper to someone close to them,"I guess they are still not over with our little show at the bar," I whisper softly to the man beside me. Then he leans his face near my ear and says,"Nope, they are looking at you because you are so damn gorgeous. That's why I had to give you my jacket, to reserve your body solely for me," then he chuckles.This man is a man of humor. He knows the right words to say, and he knows the right thing to do."You and your flattery never end, Mister," I pick up my face to see if he would chase me, but even before I could outrun him, he pulls my arm closer to him, with my side to his chest, and his arm now locked to my shoulder."You said anywhere with me, lady," he confirms."Indeed, now where to," I throw his remarks back
Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany "We're here," he excitingly says. I look around. I open the window and lavish my eyes with these colorful lively town in front of me. It only took him less than an hour to get here. Then I gaze back to D and says, "I can't believe I'm in Germany right now," my eyes still shimmer as they reflect these colorful Christmas lights and neon signs from across town. "The beauty of Europe, that is. Willkommen im Paradies meine Dame," he starts speaking in Germany. So I was right. He is half-German after all. He continues driving at the cozy narrow streets filled with houses, establishments, people eating al fresco, and young people partying on the streets. My heart trembles at excitement. My feet slightly stamp inside the car as I giggle. D probably notices my reaction so he initiates on our itinerary, "How would you care for a walk here later?" I quickly nod at his invitation. I won't say no for a million reasons. He laughs at me, then suggests another thin
"Is this where we're going to have sex? I would definitely say yes to that." His laughter echoes around the room after hearing my absurd commentary of the bed. His laughter sounds refreshing to my ears, a laughter that's so sincere. He crouches as he laughs, touching his stomach with one hand, and brushing his hair with another one. His closed eyes traced inverted moon lines to his face, and his cheeks turn red from so much happiness. Unsure of how will I react to it, I stand still and stare at him until he finishes. Every now and then, his personality really amazes me, the ideal person whom I only thought existed in webtoons or romantic books, but he is the exact personification of it. He is someone who is very far from my egoistic, pretentious, sacred boyfriend Seid. "You're very fond of me, aren't you?", I cut his little over-the-top happiness with my not-so-sarcastic acclaim. I face him and wait for him to respond. "In fact, I am dearly fond of you, Miss," he pauses and waits fo
Manor Sullivan has a lot to offer. It is such great architecture, heavy but sophisticated. I get to enjoy the little tour Mr. Hoffman gave me right after dinner when Dmitri has had to make a call. I think it would be great to feature this in our magazine. Although Dmitri has a friendly personality, he might not want too much publicity. My thoughts wander while I am in the elevator with a maidservant. Even the elevator, I must say is cozy, golden frame on each side, and a full mirror attached to all sides. Ding! The elevator has stopped. The button carved with the letter 'R' keeps on blinking. The maidservant softspoken informs me, "We are here Miss Avery. You may now step out of the elevator. Enjoy your time with the Young Master." I shyly smile and turn my gaze into the now opened elevator door. My eyes lavish at the sight of the clear night sky. The classy humungous glass dome roof gives the best night view I've ever seen. I feel much closer to the stars as they twinkle. The diam
(Avery’s Thoughts) (Two Years After The Divorce)I am standing backstage at one of the famous morning talk shows here in NY.I don’t know why I feel so nervous, well, it is my first TV appearance nationwide.Then I look at the mirror and fix myself, “Well, I am not yet ready to reveal my personality so I think of a way to hide my identity, and that is to use a pen name and a sophisticated mask, like the ones you wear in a masquerade ball.”A staff finally reaches out to me and says, “Miss Sparks, in a minute they are going to call you on stage. And your cue is the dimming light, okay?”“Uh-huh,” I hesitantly answer.But she is there to boost and cheer me up, “Take a deep breath, relax, and remember, you are good, and you definitely got this!”The sound from the crowd suddenly dies down and the voice of the host is heard. I look up at their gigantic spotlight and wait for the cue.I take a deep breath and say to myself, “You got this, Avery. You got this!”“Let us all welcome with a ro
(Avery’s Thoughts) “Dear Avery - My Loyal Wife, When you came into my life and agreed to be my wife, that was the best day of my life. That day, on our sudden wedding day, I promised that I would cherish you more than anyone else.I swore to protect the smile on your face, a smile so genuine when I first met you at that hotel five years ago. Avery, I know you’ve been trying so hard, and you never once failed to fulfill your duty as my loving wife, even if it means putting your heart aside. You’ve been so good to me, and you’ve been faithful to me like you promised me. But sometimes kindness and compassion aren’t enough when love is forced. Eventually, the true feelings will immerse.With so much regret, I’ve seen you fell right in front of my eyes. I’ve witnessed how your bright spark faded when you married me. I’ve become the reason why you lost yourself.I let it happen. And I can’t forgive myself for that ever again. You were forced to love me. I forced you to love me. And
(Avery’s Thoughts)“Babe, did it come out now?” Jeff yells behind the door. While I am damn nervous to even peek at it. “It is only a minute, it needs another minute, babe. Please, don’t stress me out,” I yell back at him. “I’m sorry. I just feel so excited about the news. I can’t wait to tell mom and dad about our baby!” he says exhilaratingly. “Don’t jinx it!” I scream angrily. “Okay, okay, I’ll wait here patiently,” answers Jeff. I am here sitting on the bathroom floor, waiting for the result to come out from the pregnancy test kit. It has been almost three years since we got married and there was never a time that we didn’t try having a baby. But until now, there’s still nothing. I hug my knees and start crying silently, “What if it fails again? Am I infertile?” I ask myself. The kit finally ticks and now I have to face the truth. God knows we’ve been trying so hard that’s why I even ask Kendra to take full charge of the business for now. I stop all my physical activities
(Avery’s Thoughts) Our El Nido, Palawan experience was splendid. And of course, I still can’t believe it. I came there single, “And now, I am officially Avery Tales. I am now married,” I murmur as I stare at both my and his wedding ring while he’s holding my hand in his sleep. It’s been a week since we came back here to America. Of course, the honeymoon stage has just begun and Jeff wants to make love to me almost every time. And me, being a good wife, always give him what he wants. Although, right now, I think I am still a little swollen down there. I go to the bathroom to clean myself up and wash my face as I promised Kendra I’ll be meeting her so we can talk about our new business venture. After brushing my teeth, I wake Jeff up, “Hey, babe. Didn’t you say you have an interview at Kirkland’s Best?”He groans and instead of getting up, he pulls me into the bed and showers me with morning kisses. I giggle as his kisses tickle me, “Babe, stop it. We have a lot of things to do tod
(Avery's Thoughts)Even though the wedding is sudden, Jeff managed to pull it off, and he has planned it all along. So after the wedding ceremony, we stayed for a little bit, I got to finally meet his parents. And for the longest of times, I once again felt the warm embrace of a parent. It made me cry because I knew that I am no longer alone, and no longer an orphan. Because now that we are married, his parents became my parents, too. And I can’t deny, my heart is full. After that, we stayed to talk to our guests for some time, and then we ate and enjoy the party, too. And now I am here standing on the balcony staring at the moonlight, while Jeff is still cleaning. I don’t know why. It isn’t the first time we are going to have sex, but for some reason, now that we are married, there’s this tension inside me, a feeling of hesitation, a feeling that I am officially owned by him. And unexplainably, I feel afraid. And now, my heart almost stops as I hear the gushing of the water fina
(Avery’s Thoughts) Later this evening, all four of us will meet Jeff’s parents. And because of it, I am so dead worried and I can’t get this nervousness out of my system. So while Jeff is away meeting his parents ahead of time, I rush downstairs and go to our neighboring villa. I knock ceaselessly, but Kendra and Nik aren’t coming out. I move back to look up, and I see that the light is on, it means they are there, so I continue to rampage on their door. “Kendra, Kendra,” I knock nonstop, “Open up, please!” I scream a little loud. Then after five minutes of almost breaking their door down, someone finally opens the door for me. “Thank God you finally come out, what took you so l–” I am about to complain but when I see her glaring at me with her hair a little bit frizzy and wrap in a blanket, I know that I should be more careful with my next words. Then later on Nik comes down with a little sweat on his forehead. “Uh-oh, definitely bad timing, Avery,” I say to myself. Then Kend
(Avery’s Thoughts) “Hey, we are going to be late for our flight!” I yell when I notice Kendra still struggling with how to put all her stuff in one big luggage. “Wait up! This stupid luggage just won’t listen to me!” she frustratedly yells back at me. Kendra is not a patient and she hates dealing with this kind of stuff. So I go to her room to check up on her. And there I see her leg wrestling with her luggage just so she can close it up. “Stupid-little-luggage!” she yells and kicks before she pounds it hard in the end. And then she sits beside it looking at me with so much energy wasted. “Help me out, A?” she begs. I smile at her and then gently hit her on her forehead. “That’s why I’ve been telling you to pack a week ago,” I nag at her a little and she sticks her tongue out for a moment. “Hmm, let’s see what unnecessary things you put in here,” I tease her. Then I begin to take out some clothes and things she can’t wear to our destination. “Nope!” “–But I need it.” “–It’
(Kendra’s Thoughts)Then a slight touch on my shoulder and a breathy apology are enough to get hold of the situation, “I am sorry, Kendra. Let me fix this,” is all he says. And even without looking, I know this one is definitely Dmitri’s voice since it triggers the hatred hidden deep within my bones.And as he passed by me, he steps up and grabs the arms of that tallest guy, “Let go, Luke, please,” he calmly says.Then the man who fell suddenly stands up continuing his tantrums like a child, “Why are you siding with them, Dee? He punches me first, you should get mad at that bitchy Heather’s husband” then scowls at Dmitri. But Dmitri is true to his words for the first time in his fucking life, he is trying to fix the situation. He glares at him and Luke, “I said Let go, Luke. Don’t make me say it for the third time, and you, I told you to be more careful with your words, this is my city, they know me here as a businessman, you should have thought of me more before creating a scene. T
(Kendra’s Thoughts)Avery finally got discharged from the hospital and in the meantime, I invite them over to stay in my apartment instead of wasting all their money paying for a hotel room. I have two more spare rooms in my apartment so I guess it is fine. Kervin is still here, so they will look after him while I go out with Nik and enjoy our anniversary. I am about to finish dolling up when A enters my room. “Hey there, gorgeous,” she says while leaning on the side of the door. I am currently wearing my earrings when my side zipper comes undone. So she goes to me and says, “Here, I got this,” she says and helps me out. I can’t stop smiling. I am just happy to know she’s here. I am happy we get to do this again. I hear the zip sound finishes, “Okay, you are good to go, sexy K. Are you going to bring the house down tonight with your fiery red velvet bodycon dress?” she pokes my side. “Oh god, no. We will just eat and then go home since that bitchy wife already knew our annivers