Warning: 18+ only.
This book contains age gap erotica and hardcore steamy taboo. If you're not up to 18 or sensitive to contents like this, I advise not to read further. But if you're not,then get ready for a naughty, intriguing and fun read. __________________________________ She slowly leans forward,her weight supported with a hand on the table.Her eyes looking into mine, not flickering, just slowly battering up, and then down. Was she trying to read my thoughts? Was it a dare? "You should take a careful look at it" She says, her voice low, soft and coaxing. My throat bobbed with a hard swallow. My guts failed me. This is what I've ever dreamed about since I met her, to have her this close to me, alone in a room. I turn my gaze to the file on the table, but her finger brush under my chin, lifting it with a gentle deliberate touch that even I could not help but oblige till our faces were close enough for me to feel the warmth of her breath. "Not now big guy." She says. Tension ripples through my body. Was she going to kiss me? What a sly tease. A knock on the door interrupted. "Dinner's ready sir " Pamela announced from outside of the study. It was a rule to knock and announce whatever it is at the door. She can only come in after knocking and announcing thrice without getting a response. Don't judge me, I can be living out my sexual fantasies with a woman in any part of the house. "You should stay for dinner" I managed to say. She smirks and adjust her black dress that revealed her soft thick thighs that tempts my patience, through the slit of the dress. I look down at my bulging cock threatening to tear off my pants any moment soon. I shut my eyes in embarrassment. She'd seen it too. "Give me a moment, I'll join you shortly.". I excused myself to adjust my bulging tool. Soon, I was done and we made our way to the dinning room. I sat across from her at the dinning table, trying to focus on my meal occasionally stealing glances as she took slow, delicate bites of her food. Her lips parted just enough to let the small chunk of steak on the fork in. She leans back in her chair, her eyes on mine, she slid up her leg and carefully place on the table, revealing the enticing curve of her smooth thighs---and just below,the white laced thong that graced the secrets of her warm slick heat. I couldn't unseen it. No- fuck me! I couldn't take my eyes off the immaculate view. My pulse quickened, the slow burn of desires clawing it's way up as the tension between us grew. Her gaze, a dare. "This is supposed to be my thing! Ugh, this little temptress!" I muttered under my breath. I quickly gulped down the glass of water in front of me and took out my handkerchief to pat off the beads of sweat that has now formed above my brows. "Are you ... Hot?" She asks. And then, without a warning, she makes her way towards me with steady grace. Each stride an invitation to the rhythm of her swaying hips as the distance between us close. "Here," she takes the piece of cloth from my hand "let me help you" She straddles on my laps, pulling up her dress from the slit end a bit and balance her soft arse on me. Her pussy pressed against my erected cock bulging again from the fabric of my pants. I groaned into her ears. I could feel the slick warmth of her center. A soft moan escapes her lips, her hips rocking forward just enough to tease me further. This is more than I can take, I can't any longer. "Little miss, you have no idea all the dirty thoughts my mind is filled with about you. All the things I want to do to you,so don't tease me unless you're going to please me" I gritted my teeth and shut my eyes,not wanting to leak out my dark side. But she brushed her lips on mine, touching my face softly and whispers. "Then show them to me."(Colorado, USA.)Saraya Newman wipes off her tears as she arrived at the her mother's gravesite and drops a bouquet of flowers on the slab that had her mother's name, Maria Moore, engraved on it alongside her date of birth and death. She had done that every month for the past six months after the funeral.Her mother's death was never a shock to her, with all the heavy drinking and smoking it was only a matter of time only that it happened at an inappropriate time of Saraya's life.Moreover, she'd just broken up with her good for nothing boyfriend of two years and needed some time away, a vacation,to heal from the heartaches these young men kept giving her. And maybe, just maybe, try her luck on the older ones._____________SARAYA'S POV:I took one last look at the cemetery before closing the door to my 2023 Cayenne Porsche SUV. My mother and I never had the best parent to child relationship but if I'm to be honest, that woman did try her best in the many ways most single parent never
(Sydney, Australia.)ARLAN POV:The party air was heavy and stifling with hollow laughter and shallow formalities and little expression of any real amusement, at least from my end.The conversations about trivial business talks intrigued me only a little. I've already had a stressful day at the company and I'm certain that I do not need anymore of it. My cheeks are starting to hurt from the forced smiling I had to do whenever I got noticed by someone that I may or may not be acquainted with.I took a gulp of the cold glass of champagne, my third glass already, to keep my throat warm ahead of the conversations I might have soon. I checked my phone like I have been doing for the past thirty minutes, and pretended to be busy on it whenever anyone tried to approach me as I wasn't ready for another conversation."The balcony!" I remembered, an open escape from the stifling atmosphere. I glanced around the room over my shoulders making sure no one would try to rope me again into an insipid
SARAYA'S POV:"I'm a businessman," He began, "I can tell just by watching closely. Look, let me show you," He moved closer beside me till our faces were almost touching. "See that Lady over there with a hat that looks like the shape of a monkey's butt?" He lowered his voice "Yeah?" I snickered."She's the ex-wife of Raphael Alou, the infamous Opera Vocalist. Over there is Mr. Richard Wallenstein, he took over his father's business years ago and is doing well. And as you can see," He extended a hand outwardly "Everybody is either standing next to someone or talking to someone. In short, everybody knows somebody here. Except for you." He turned his face to me.I felt his gaze burning deep into my skin, I turned too. "How can you presume so?" I asked in an almost whisper."I can tell from the look in your eyes. You look...alone. Why should a beautiful woman like yourself be all alone at a party?" He brushed some strands of hair away from my face. I cupped his chin with my hand and ask
ARLAN'S POV:She turned to me, the closeness of our faces inches apart made me want to grab her gently by the neck and savour the sweetness those plump lips have to offer but I held myself back."You really have a way with words." She finally said."Typical of a businessman if you ask me."It was clear she liked to be in control like the wild cats. I'm going to make her my little wild kitty some way anyways.She tipped on her toes and leaned closer to me, "Can't wait to see you again " She whispered and walked out of the dancefloor leaving me standing there with an erected penis."What did she mean by seeing her again? How? Was she baiting me?" I asked myself as several questions ran through my head."Shoot! " I smacked myself on the head - her number, I had forgotten to get it again.My groin hurts. I looked down at my throbbing cock disappointed at how easily aroused I was by her. I made my way out to chase after her. I looked around but she was nowhere to be found. She'd disappeare
SARAYA'S POVI walked into the imposing mansion of my father's home and made my way to the designated meeting room. I knew everyone would be impatiently waiting for me by now. It wasn't my plan to arrive late. I had stopped by the mall to get gifts for my stepmother and granny. "I don't know why you'd bring her here," The shrill voice of an elderly woman, practically yelling came in. That would be my grandmother, Isla, even though I've never seen or heard her speak before but from what I've heard about her. I could tell she was the one speaking."That grumpy old woman." I cussed under my breath and paused at the door. "You should've left her there in America and-""Stop already, mother!." My father cut her words short. I've always been curious to know what he thought about Isla's actions years ago.My mother had told me how Isla had turned down her request of seeing her son even after she had told her she carried his child and that he needed to know about it before he left for coll
SARAYA'S POV My lips cracked up in a smile as I opened his message first.There was a loud knock on the door. I immediately got out of bed and hurried to the door wondering who the hell that is. I opened the door and found a young, tall guy about Eighteen years old. He must be Evan—My brother who looks and is behaving... different. An imbecile, I have to reveal. It's no little wonder our father wants me to take over the business. Evan had the mind of a seven year old."Hey there, little guy." That clearly was an irony compared to how tall he towered over me wearing a pair of lenses, but he is my younger brother after all. He wrapped me up in a bear hug and without saying a word, ran off to his room that happened to be opposite mine. Separated by the long lobby.I closed the door and walked back to bed. 'If we had the same mother, would he have turned out different or was my father fated to have an imbecile son?' The thought of a whole different life if my parents had been marrie
ARLAN'S POV: I walked in with a ready smile for the camera and my plus one, Matilda, by my side. I sighted my good old friend, Alex, already making his way towards me. "Arlan! Hey man." We embraced like two long lost brothers meeting after a very long time. "Matilda," Alex took her hand and kissed the back of her hand, " it's a pleasure meeting you again. I'm glad you've come to came to my party." Matilda smiled at him. "My pleasure." "Matilda!" A lady called out in shock. "Is that you?" She asked and pulled her into a warm hug. "Never thought I would see you here." "Oh my goodness, Tessy. It's been such a long time," Matilda replied all smiles. "Pardon me, gentlemen." She apologized after they broke off the hug, still holding each other hands. "Meet Tessy, my friend from college." "Hi!" Tessy waved at me. "Nice to meet you Tessy!" I took her hand and kisses it. "If you don't mind, gentlemen. I think I have a lot of catching up to do with my friend." Matilda said as
ARLAN'S POV:‘Great’ I roll my eyes, ‘Just what I don't need’ "Mr. Arlan Reef.'' She counts out my name, moving close."So, it's Saraya Newman, isn't it? Don't even answer that, it's a stupid question now." I let out a sigh, releasing the tension off my chest. I took a sip of the wine in my hand, it now tasted unpleasant - like acid, compared to the good taste it had almost an hour ago."Are you mad I wasn't completely honest? When we met, my family was yet to officially introduce me. Fuck it, I hadn't even met them yet. Hilton is my mother's last name that I have been using until I met my father, so technically I didn't lie" She kept her voice low. "And also,” she adds, “ about the other night-""Little Miss." I cut her short, glaring at her in disbelief. How could she even be talking about that night with me now. I opened my mouth to say something, but I was still too stunned to utter another word. The memories of our different encounters came alive in my head. My hand had touch
SARAYA'S POV.The door behind opened but I was just too weak to see who it was. It's not like I cared about who came in or went out. I was already lost in a world of my own.My room was dark and the curtain were drawn to give me the feel of my state: lonely and dark. I could only close my eyes that way.I felt a hand on my hair and sniff a feminine scent. I don't need to be told who it was.She caressed my hair gently. "You wouldn't leave your room, are you okay?" She asked gently.I couldn't reply because I was choked on my tears."Good gracious, are you crying?" Mary asked alarmed. She switched on the lamp beside the bed. "What is this about?" She asked.I only pulled her close and cried out loudly, fortunately she didn't press any further. She just allowed me in her embrace and patted my back.Minutes passed as I sobbed into Mary’s embrace. My chest heaved with the effort of crying, but I couldn’t stop. It was as if every emotion I’d buried for days, weeks, maybe months, had erupte
MATILDA'S POV."Gosh! Girl, you're something else." Tessy covered her mouth and her eyes widened. "Your tactics gives me goosebumps, it's the way you involved Alex without spilling the milk for me."I shrugged my shoulders. "Well, I'm sure one way or the other, my message would have been relayed to Saraya." Tessy chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief. "Poor girl, I feel so bad for her."I rolled her eyes, "you feel bad for her? I can't believe you're saying that right now." I was disappointed and I didn't hide it. "So what about me?" I asked. "You don't feel bad for me?""Easy girl, you know, not many people can pull off what you just did. Saraya is probably in one corner crying her eyes out as we speak.""That’s the plan," I said. "Not only to make her cry but also to get her to retreat from my man. I can't share Arlan with any other woman and definitely not with her.""So tell me, have Arlan come in terms with being a father and a husband?"A smile played on my lips. "What other
SARAYA'S POVI stood in front of the mirror, struggling to gather my hair into a ponytail, but the knots kept getting in the way."Ugh," I muttered under my breath, running my fingers through the mess I've made of my hair."Need help with that?"I turned around to see Mary standing behind me.I smiled. "I could use all the help I can get."Mary chuckled softly, taking the brush from my hand. "Let me handle this."I sat down, letting her work through the tangles I’d created."You're so good at this," I said, watching her expertly untangle my hair."You know," she began, a soft smile tugging at her lips, "after I had Evan, I always wanted a daughter but was too scared to try again." Her voice softened and she had this vulnerable look on her face."When he was little, I used to style his hair all the time. It feels like..." Her voice faltered, and she sniffed. "I'm reliving those moments of Evan’s childhood right now.""Mary..." I whispered, unsure of what to say."And we are done," she
ARLAN'S POVI traced my thumb over the edges of the sonogram and my hand trembled. It was such a small thing—this picture but it was about to change the course of my life. The walls felt like they were closing in and I felt so trapped. Trapped by my own feelings, by circumstances I couldn’t control, and by the fear of losing her.The thought of having a child, a life that I now have a responsibility to protect and what I would do with Saraya threw me off balance.I laid my back on my king size bed but my buzzing phone which was on the table got me up almost immediately.I checked and It was Alex. I hesitated for a moment before answering.“Yeah?”“Arlan,” He called out. "Congratulations, man. I just can't believe what I just heard.""What is this about?" I asked, not in the mood for long talks."Oh come on, don't play dumb with me, Arlan. Matilda just called me and told me you two are going to be a parent. Finally, I'm so happy for you.""God damn it!" I cussed under my breath, runni
MATILDA'S POV."Congratulations girl." Tessy hugged me. "I can't believe I'm going to be an aunt.""And a godmother." I added."Everything seems to be working in your favour but have you informed Arlan that he is going to be a father?" She asked still giggling.I shook my head. "This news is too big to be shared over a phone call or text. I want to tell him in person to see his reaction for myself."Tessy nodded her head approvingly. "I agree with you, I wish I could see the look on his face too."I placed my hand on Tessy's. "You don't have to worry about a thing, I will be sure to get you a full details of everything that happen once I break the news to him.""I trust you." She hugged me again. "This feels so good after the hectic day work."I raised my glass to her. "Cheers!" But Tessy grabbed the glass from me."You're pregnant and should cut down on drinking." She placed the glass down and gave me a glass of water.I chuckled, shaking my head as I took the glass of water. "You’re
ARLAN'S POV.When my secretary, Charles announced isla's presence, a million and one thoughts ran through my mind but I wasn't going to chicken out without knowing why she had come."Good morning, Ms. Newman." I greeted while showing her to the sofa to have her seat. I walked towards the sofa very slowly, trying hard not to show myself leaping."Nothing is good about the morning, Arlan." She retorted."Whatever she is here for, in certain she is up to no good." I told myself. Forcing a small smile on my face.I sat opposite her, studying her as she crossed her legs and leaned back, her piercing gaze locked on mine. Isla always had a way of commanding attention, but this time, I wasn't going to let her have it easy if her intention was to undermine me in my own space.“So, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, Ms. Newman?” I asked.She didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she let her eyes sweep across the room before finally settling back on me. “Let’s cut the pleasantries, Arlan
ISLA'S POV.The phone rang and Ian picked almost immediately. "Hello, grandma!" His lively voice came on sending a wave of relief over me."Still mad at me?""I dare not, I'm sorry I've not been in touch with you since your birthday." Ian voice softened with regret as he apologized. "I just didn't know want to say to you.""Silly boy." I said teasingly and drew a small laugh from him. "You really do not have to apologize, Ian. I would've been angry if I were in your shoes and I apologized for my actions.""You don't have to apologize, grandma." Ian said. "I understand you perfectly, anyone would have thought of me as the culprit.""But I'm not anyone, I'm your grandmother." I reminded him."Still, the Newman's empire is your sweat and blood and Saraya's reputation is tied to it at the moment. From that perspective, I can understand you trying to protect it from harm.""You're so like your father, Ian." I complimented him. "Thinking from other people's shoes. You've grown, my boy.""It
MATILDA'S POVI paced round my living room with my phone pressed to my ear. "You won’t believe that girl, Tessy," I hissed, my voice was loud and filled with hatred."She had the audacity to stand there, look me dead in the eye, and sprout such nonsense as if she owns Arlan." I continued.Tessy’s amused laughter rang through the line. "Saraya again? That girl doesn’t know when to stop. You’ve got to teach her a lesson, Matilda. Don’t let her think she can walk all over you.""Exactly," I snapped, running a hand through my hair. "She’s arrogant, entitled, and entirely too bold for her own good. I mean, Alex has spoiled her rotten, and now she thinks she can challenge me over Arlan.""Don’t let her steal your man," Tessy warned, her tone dripping with mock sympathy. "I can’t believe Alex’s daughter is so wayward. She’s no match for you, though."I smirked. "She won’t get the chance. I’ll make sure of it. It's such a pity, Alex doesn't know he has a slut for a daughter, but I know exactl
ISLA'S POVI had stayed up thinking about Ian and how to make up with him. "Poor child, I think I was hard on him. I should call him very early in the morning, I miss him so much." I was soliloquizing when I heard the main door creaked opened.I have lived and stayed in this place to know which object or person made a sound without turning my head, so I was certain it was the main door of the mansion."That sneaky bitch is at it again." I turned to the direction of my door, contemplating whether or not to see what she's up to but I was closer to the window and decided to see what she was up to from there.I waited to see her but there was no shadow of her, I found it disturbing that there was no one in sight but I heard voices.I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. The voices I thought I heard outside suddenly went quiet and I heard the door closed again."What is going on? I should go see what she is up to this time." I said and headed out of my room to Saraya's room.