CHRISTIAN I woke up plastered on his chest with his arms wrapped loosely around me. I attempted to get his hand off me, but he reflexively tightened his hold. I sagged back helplessly, knowing I would have to wake him, but didn't have the heart to. Instead, I lay there watching him sleep, marveled with his beauty. I doubt the guy knows how appealing he is. He must have felt my stare on him. “Hey…” he murmured, his sleepy eyes zeroing on my face. I dropped my gaze to his lips, and my throat suddenly dried up. I remembered how firm and full those lips felt on mine and wanted that feeling again. Alex chuckled, making my gaze shift back to his stare. Unlike a few moments ago, sleep has faded from his eyes, replaced with a wild gleam which had my c*ck swelling up rapidly. I shifted and hovered over, dropping some of my weight on him, and brought our lips close, my intent clear. “ You will be sore,” Alex hesitated, “I know,” “ We will be busy tomorrow, are you sure you want to limp all
ALEXANDER The alarm infiltrated my foggy mind, halting a very sensual dream I was soaking in. I opened my eyes lazily and gazed around the darkroom, contemplating what to do first. I spread my hand and stopped the alarm before switching on the lights.I grabbed my phone and checked my emails and schedule before hopping off the bed and straight to shower. I smiled as I brushed my teeth, lathered my body, and even as I got dressed, I couldn't stop smiling. Christian effect as Jake likes to call it. **I heard Elizabeth's voice before I entered the kitchen. Yusuf was leaning on the counter speaking with Christian, who was yet to be done with breakfast. “Good morning,” Elizabeth greeted warmly, and that's when Christian's gaze shot up and held with mine. He struggled, but eventually blushed and deflected his gaze.I grabbed a cup of coffee, and some toast, took a seat next to Chris, and proceeded to eat while watching mother and son interact after Yusuf excused himself. Something abou
CHRISTIAN I was a panting mess by the time I got to the car. When I left Alex's office, I couldn't risk waiting for the elevator, since it was still on the first floor. I didn't want to risk him catching me in case he took the bait. He loves messing with me and I just wanted to pay him back. Even a little.I entered the car panting, undid my tie, and removed my jacket. Yusuf glanced at me curiously but only a 'quick hello Christian' escaped his lips. His cell rang and upon answering he glanced at me curiously. I confirmed he was talking to Alex when I heard him respond I was in the car. Ten minutes later, Alex appearedand had a quickly muffled conservation with Yusuf, who handed over the car keys and left. Alex took the driver's seat and looked at me through the rearview mirror with a naughty smirk on his face. “Buckle up baby,” he pulled out of the parking lot and sped through the streets like a damn ambulance. He was maneuvering his way through the traffic expertly, overtaking a
CHRISTIAN Alexander pulled into the parking lot and immediately cut the ignition. He turned and smirked after seeing that my trousers were already discarded. He reached for his zipper, gaze hot on me. Sitting butt naked in the back seat of the car, and shamelessly stroking my c*ck with my lover greedily licking his lips, somehow felt normal. I watched intently as he grabbed his c*ck and started stroking, picking up his pace. His grunts fueled my anticipation as a familiar warmth pooled at my balls, ready to burst any moment. “ Wait for me,” it was a softly spoken command and I stilled my movements for a while and spread my thighs exposing my hole to his hungry eyes. Alex grunted, squeezing his shaft as his breathing labored. I could tell he was right there with me. I resumed my stroking, covering the tip carefully to avoid staining his grand leather seats.As if on cue, Alex did the same, eyeing me seductively. “ Let it go, babe" And I did, I squirmed on the seat as my body shook,
CHRISTIAN We have got better at sneaking around and except for Yusuf, no one else suspects a thing. These last three months have been the happiest time of my life. Alex and I have got closer and our relationship or whatever we have going on is solid. Work-wise, we are a great duo. I have made a couple of friends besides Amy, and overall my life appears promising. I have been mailing some important documents to our possible investors as per Alex's command and the whole thing has taken about three hours, which makes my plans of going out with Ben and Amy almost impossible. It's almost six pm, and I am yet to finish my quota for the day. A notification popped up on my computer and I opened the email only to find out that Alex has assigned me more work. This past week we have been working tirelessly preparing for our impending trip to Uganda where his company is expanding. Normally, this busy schedule would have put me off, but like I have come to realize, Alex will only make you work
ALEXANDER Of late, Chris has been distant. That playful, seductive and kinky side of him disappeared unexpectedly with no prior warning. I have wanted to ask him about his bizarre behavior for days, but I haven’t got the right moment, since he is always brushing me aside if it doesn't involve work. He has been spending so much time with that Ben guy, and it is irritating me very much. Professionally speaking, he is quite an asset and I have no complaints whatsoever about him as an employee. He is always on time or ahead of schedule every time. So, even if I wanted to vent my frustrations on him, I can’t do so without looking like a douche, and if I am being truthful, he is the best P. A have ever had. With no Chris to occupy my spare time, most of my after-hours are spent at Jake's club. Liam is supposed to meet me there later, so I requested to have a face-to-face talk with him. My uncle called and said that despite his warnings, Liam had agreed to change universities for his boy
CHRISTIAN What the hell is he doing here? I asked myself, glaring back at him with the same intensity. The enraged look on his face makes me awe at his audacity. What right does he have to project that scowl? His glare screams a jilted lover for which relationship I wonder. Damn him! I scanned for Ben and when I spotted him, I legged it. I am here, but not here. Some things Ben is saying are flying over my head because half my mind is on Alex. The tingly feeling on my belly is making me jumpy, and I think my facade is falling. Ben is bound to pick up on it if he is as perceptive as I think. “ Is she here?” I managed to mumble regarding Ben's girl. Just as we predicted, he can't stay away. “ No, but her shift starts in ten minutes.” “ Mmhh…” I hummed softly, wondering what right I have to judge my friend when I'm just the same. Well, not completely the same, since I have to stomach sh*t rather than make a fool of myself. " She will be here…” he said, eyeing me suspiciously.“ I
ALEXANDER I wanted to scream, yell or just break something to vent my frustrations. If not for my cousin Liam who is already in my bed, I would be drinking my thoughts away. Christian is getting under my skin, fast. Earlier in the club, I had to curb my anger when I realized he had lied to me. So much for 'I will be working late but from home' bullshit. I had suggested we make a getaway to my suite for some hours, but he declined with a good reason, which I understood until I saw his face in that club. I threw my wet towel in the laundry basket and snuggled closer to Liam. He must have felt my emotions because he repositioned himself, laying my head on his slim chest, and he held me to sleep, no further words exchanged. When I woke up in the morning, I had a massive hangover. Tequila and I seem not to get along like we used to. Luckily, I had some Advil in my bathroom cabinets, which came in handy. I checked on Liam briefly before I hopped into the shower and got ready for work.
Nine years later...ALEXANDER “If you stain another dress you will be left at home,” I warned my seven-year-old baby girl who has been driving Christian mad since morning. She woke up early and eager for her uncle's wedding. “I won't daddy,” she assures innocently, just like she did when Christian changed her dress the second time. She ran straight to the backyard to look for a doll she might have left there and voilà another soiled dress. Rita's bedroom door opened, “Babe, can you hold her for a minute?” My husband asked from the doorway, holding our youngest, Allison. “Of course,” I answered, putting Rita's last hair crip in place. Rita who never misses a minute to fuss over her baby sister rushed towards Chris, spreading her hands excitedly. “Let me,” I murmured, stepping closer to Chris and kissing his forehead. I took baby Allison from him against Rita's protest. “Dad…” She cried frowning at Chris who dropped to his knees and grabbed her for a hug. “Go sit on the bed and dad
I woke up earlier than my husband. He was still snoring his life away, but I had barely slept last night. Today we are supposed to be bringing our firstborn through surrogacy home. It's a baby girl, and we have named her Rita. I can't quite explain why now, but I am terrified. Yes, I have been pushing Alexander to have a baby, and yes, I want nothing more than to raise our daughter with my loving husband. And yes, I love our little girl already. But there is a what-if at the back of my mind I can't seem to ignore. What if I become an asshole of a father like my old man? Or if Alexander takes his old man's demons? What then? What will happen to our precious little girl? None of us knows what a model father should look, and that scares the living daylights out of me. Perhaps I wasn't ready for a family like I had thought. I exhaled deeply, dropping my head on the kitchen table with a groan. It was already too late to change my mind. “Baby?” I heard my husband's voice call from the stai
ALEXANDERThe door opened to reveal a very naked Christian. I groaned with lust flaring throughout my entire being, but I fought to reign it in. As delectable as he looked, I couldn't risk hurting him, which is bound to happen if I f*ck him. There is nothing gentle about me at this time. Not when I am feeling this furious, helpless, scared… even. Chris must have noted the struggle I am going through because he darted back and came holding the clothes I presumed he had stripped. After locking the door, Chris walked directly in my arms. “ Chris…” I growled when he attempted to kiss me. “ Please… not now, baby… not now.” I begged, pulling him off my lap, but the stubborn boy bounced right back. “ Look at me, Alex,” he demanded when I closed my eyes in frustration. “ I love you, all of you.” He cupped my face with his soft, slender fingers. “ Don't be gentle with me tonight," I tried to protest, but he hushed me and went on. “Vent all your frustrations with me babe,” I shook my head fu
Two years later...ALEXANDER I scattered tiny kisses along his jaw, past his neck, enjoying the moans that were pouring out of his mouth. He was holding on to me tightly with his legs wrapped around my waist. I stopped my assaults briefly and looked at his flushed face. He looked adorable, like my wet dream came true. I still couldn't believe how lucky I got to call this beautiful boy mine.I got off him and pulled him to sit on my lap, and automatically he brought his hands around my neck. I took his left hand and gazed lovingly at his engagement ring. Yes, I grew some balls and proposed to him six months ago. We are supposed to wed in a month and I can't wait. “ We have to leave baby, Elizabeth is waiting for us. " I offered. “Ugh," he groaned. “ I don't want to leave this bed. "“That makes two of us," I whispered, caressing his face. “ But we have to, it's your birthday. " As far as Chris knows, Elizabeth just wants to have dinner with him, but he will be surprised with a par
CHRISTIAN He loves me. Just the mere thought gives me a thrill. I have been missing him throughout the day since he insisted on going to the office alone while I took a day off.Last night Alex and I talked, a soul to soul talk, and we are now on the same page. Strangely we didn't engage in any sexual activities but rather held each other just rocking in our commitment. We are going to take it slowly and see what the future has in store for us. For now, I am happy to call Alexander Anderson my lover, and my boyfriend.Ma isn't exactly thrilled, and she made it clear again this morning.******“ How did you know?” “ You are my son, I know many things about you, things you have no idea I do.” She sassed. “… I didn't know it was him, though," she added. “Until I saw his face last night, he looked wretched.” She confessed. “He makes me happy, Ma. More than I have ever been. "“ He was married before…” She offered in a conspiracy, and I wondered how she found out. “ He told me,” I res
ALEXANDER Sex with him is terrific. And so is everything else about him. This past week has been amazing. Sleeping and waking up next to Christian has this ring that feels like happiness. Something I long for so badly and now that it's within my reach I am terrified. ****“Whatever decision you make, I will respect it. " Chris mumbled as we drove home from the airport. I took his lips for a short kiss, savoring the feeling. “ I want you, Chris,” “ I know, but not in the way I want you," Chris argued. I opened my mouth to counter his remark, but he went on quickly, “you are afraid of commitments, Alex, and I want commitment.”“I am committed to you, Chris… and faithful… I don't see why we need labels to prove that.” Chris withdrew his hands and plunged them between his legs and faced forward. “ I am sorry,” he mumbled heavily, and I knew tears were bound to follow. I scooted closer and grabbed him, he tried to resist but eventually, he sagged against my weight. I just held him q
CHRISTIAN I went through the day's schedule with Alex after breakfast, before we left for the site. “ You are not much needed today, take some rest or tour the city, whatever you please.” Roaming in Kampala streets it is. I thought but only nodded at his suggestion and turned to leave, but he grabbed my hand, halting my steps. “Kiss me.” He declared, making me scoff at his antics. I placed a chaste kiss on his lips, but he pulled me closer and got the kiss that he wanted. I was left breathless and in dire need of his cock.“ Chris…” he murmured, breaking the kiss. “When I asked for this week, I meant all of it, all of you. I want to know what it would feel like to be in a proper relationship with you. " I didn't get time to think of a response as Alex hoisted me up, prompting my legs to wrap around his waist. He walked us to a wall and with my back against the concrete, he went ahead and kissed me earnestly, branding and claiming me as his. I allowed myself to think of a possib
ALEXANDER I am beginning to think that perhaps I want happiness, but I also desire to keep the pain close; close enough to remind me of my mistakes. Jake's logic and Chris's confession should be enough to motivate me to take a leap, but the 'what if' at the back of my mind feels louder the more I think about it. Still, I am unable to sit back and watch him be with someone else. He has been going out a lot of late, and it's disconcerting. I fear, with his beauty, it won't be long before another male species notices him. Maybe someone with more honorable intentions. The fact that I can't forbid him is bothering me, hence my rush for this Uganda trip with him. Perhaps, having him away from everyone else will help me decipher what I want with him. I don't want him to get over me, that's for sure. But I also don't want him to love me either, if that makes sense. I just want our simple arrangement back where we f*cked our brains out with no thoughts whatsoever. That I could commit to. *
CHRISTIAN “Sir, I know you said to hold all the calls, but this is important.” I informed Alex, who had strictly ordered me to hold his appointments and calls for thirty minutes after his friend had arrived.“ I was on my way out.” The Jake guy said, rising to his feet, while Alex said, "I will take it.” bumping a fist with his friend and walked back to his chair, ready for the call. I returned to my desk and transferred the held call through. “You are Christian,” Jake said after he followed me out, and it wasn't a question. “ Listen, we don't know each other, but we have one thing in common, him” he pointed at the now-closed office door. I stared at him blankly, wondering which turn his strange talk was taking. “ You love him,” another fact. “Don't hurt him.” And he walked off, leaving me gawking at him. 'Don't hurt him, he said,' he said. Did he not know I am the one who got hurt? Without dwelling on his words for long, I turned back to work. Hours flew by staring at the white