Emily seems all sweet and innocent, yet she can suck cock like a damn pro. Where did she learn to do this?I don’t even want to know how she learnt to do this. Just the mere thought of it sets off a raging jealousy inside of me. That’s a feeling I’m not accustomed to and I don’t like it. In just a few short days, this woman has managed to turn my whole fucking world upside down.A minute or so in, and already I’m gonna blow. As much as I’d like too, I can’t bring myself to come in her pretty mouth. Reluctantly I pull away,placing my hands under her arms and pulling her to her feet. “But I wasn’t finished” she says as her pretty brow furrows. Without giving her a chance to mutter another word, my lips crash into hers. My fingers immediately go to work on her jeans. Once they’re undone, she takes over, pulling them down her incredibly long legs.I step out of my jeans and underwear before scooping her into my arms. “My turn” I whisper as I cross the room and gently lay her on
“You’re mine” Damian’s words keeps reply in my head. Damian has given me more than he’ll ever know. He’s shown me how beautiful sex can be when it’s with the right person. Tonight I’m not a hooker—I’m just plain old Emily, a woman. What a wonderful feeling that is.With every thrust he brings me higher and higher. I never knew it could feel like this. I guess those girls in the pornos aren’t faking it after all. Rolling onto his back, he brings me with him so I’m now straddling his waist. God, he feels so good.Placing my hands on his shoulders for leverage, I move my hips in a circular motion as pure ecstasy consumes my body. “Emily” he breathes. Slightly lifting his torso off the bed, he sucks my nipple into his mouth. It sends pleasure shooting down to my core. “Christ!, you are amazing. I can’t seem to get enough of you” He sits up and I wrap my legs around him as his arms encircle my waist, bringing me even closer. “You intoxicate me, Miss Mcdwell” he whispers aga
“Mr Stone?” I look up at the young man presenting. My mind had drifted off to Emily. “Yes? Repeat yourself” I say bringing myself back to the room. I’m usually meticulous when it comes to my company. This morning though, I find myself skimming and rushing through everything so I can hurry back to the hotel—back to Emily. This woman has wormed her way under my skin and, surprisingly, I’m not worried about it in the slightest. I actually welcome it. I want to continue seeing her. I want to see where this leads.There’s something special about her, and I’d be a damn fool to let her go.I ended the presentation quickly and went straight back to the hotel.Excitement flows through me when the driver stops outside the hotel and I have an unfamiliar bounce in my step as I head into the lobby. The woman behind the front desk gives me a flirtatious smile as I pass. She’s pretty, but has nothing on my Emily. “Mr Stone” she calls out as I pass, heading to the lifts. I turn. She b
“Leave us” Anne had snapped as soon as we entered the house, flicking her hand at Robert. I could already tell by her tone that she wasn’t in a good mood.Nothing unusual for her. Like me, Robert did as he was told. I wasn’t even worried about what was to come when I’d followed her into the parlor. I felt numb. “Yes? What is this all about?” Anne asks,, abruptly turning to face me, the permanent scowl she wears prominent on her face. “I was feeling unwell in New York, so I decided to come home” I say not trying to hide my exhaustion. I was physically and emotionally exhausted when we landed, but grateful that Robert allowed time for me to fix myself up before we got into the car. No amount of makeup could cover the bags under my eyes, but I did the best I could. “Have you seen a doctor?” She asks not bothering to stand up from her chair. “No. I think it’s just a bug. I’ll be okay” I needed to get out of this room as possible. “You better be” she snarls at
Sliding into my gold Lamborghini, I punch Gerald’s address into my GPS. He texted me the information a few days ago, also telling me to bring a date. But I’m going solo. I’ve just lost interest. Damn Emily. She’s ruined me.To be honest, I’m not even in the mood to go to this party, but I said I’d be there, and I’m a man of my word.When I reverse out of the garage, I dial Phil’s number and put him on speaker. I have no idea what I’m getting into today, so I want to touch base. “Hey pussy” he says when he answers. “Hey cocksucker” I retort. I hear him gasp on the other end of the line, and it takes a few seconds for what I said to register. When it does, I burst out laughing. “Haha very funny, arsehole” he snaps. I clear my throat. Even though I have no problems with my little brother being gay, I definitely don’t want images of him sucking some guy’s cock in my head. “Please tell me you’re going to be at Gerald’s party today” “Sorry bro. It’s a business get-
“I’m sure you gentlemen remember my girlfriend, Emily. She’s pretty unforgettable” Theo says, winking and smiling at me. I return the smile to him. He’s such a sweetheart. Even if it’s just an act, I can hear the sincerity in his voice. He has terrible luck with boyfriends, but he’ll find Mr Right one day, I’m sure.I look at the men in front of me and I greet them one by one,their eyes ogling over my body. I ignore them as I’m used to men lusting after my body. “Hello” I keep saying and kissing bearded checks until I meet a pair of familiar steely brown eyes. My heart instantly drops, and I swear to God I feel all the colour drain from my face. What is Damian Stone doing here? “I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure” he says, never once taking his gaze off me. I don’t think the others would’ve picked up on it, but I can clearly hear the sarcasm in his voice. The hurt and confusion I see in his beautiful eyes tug at my heart. It brings back all those horrible feelings
His confession not only shocks me, it pleases me to hear it. I suppress a smile. “That makes two of us” I want to say, but I don’t. He’s also been on my mind no matter how hard I try to push the thought of him away. I turn to face him. The pleading look in his beautiful brown eyes makes my heart hurt. I can’t tell him the truth, but I can’t lie to him either. At this point, I need to do what’s best for both of us. “Look, I’m sorry Damian, I need to get back to the party, back to Gerald” I stress Gerald’s name to ensure he gets I’m with Gerald. “If you walk away Emily, you’ll never see or hear from me ever again” he growls in a low voice. “I’m really sorry” I mouthed to him. Tears sting my eyes as I walk away. My heart breaking, I hate that I’m doing this for a second time. I honestly thought I’d never see him again. I tried to convince myself that I was over that night, over him, but I know now I’m not. Why couldn’t I have run into him after my contract had expired
“Have you seen Gerald?” I ask one of the waiters. No one seems to have seen him. I needed to get out of here. When Jade walks away from me for a second time, I’m consumed with hurt and anger. I’m not used to being told no. I hate that I’m hung up on someone who clearly isn’t interested in me. Maybe she’s my karma for all the hearts I’ve broken over the years. I sigh, tilt my head towards the sky and send the karma gods a huge ‘Fuck you.’ I walk down the side of the house and out the side gate. I can’t go back to that party. I’ll just text Gerald later and tell him an emergency came up and I had to leave suddenly.Once I’m in my Lamborghini, I rest my head on the steering wheel, trying to rein my emotions in. There’s a part of me that doesn’t want to leave because Emily’s still here. Fuck! I’m pathetic. I grip the steering wheel so tight I feel my veins almost popping out.When I feel calm enough to drive, I start the ignition. Something doesn’t add up here. If she knows Gerald
“That’s it baby. I’m taking you to the doctor. No flu is going to have you throwing up for two weeks straight” Damian says, holding my hair for what seems like the hundredth time.I rest my head on my arm that’s lying on the toilet and take deep breaths. I am so sick of being sick. For the past two weeks all it seems I do is eat, throw it back up, and sleep. I’m exhausted and I’ve gained a lot of weight. I know Damian is right and I need to find out what’s wrong.I lift my head and see Jaxon holding a glass of water out for me. I stand on shaky legs and gratefully take the glass from him. My first sip gets swirled in my mouth and then spat out into the sink. I chug the rest of it like I haven’t had anything to drink in days. I next brush my teeth, because not to would be gross.I turn to face Damian and lean against the counter. He steps up to me and places his hands on the counter on either side of my waist. His expression is worried. He’s noticed the weight that I’ve g
Six months laterI leave the kitchen carrying a batch of freshly baked Snickers cookies. It’s my own recipe and one of my bestsellers. Buying that chocolate at the airport turned out to be the best decision I’ve ever made. That insignificant moment changed my life. Damian still says that, to this day, he can’t walk past a Snickers bar without thinking of me.The bell above the door chimes just as I place the hot tray on the counter. Taking off my oven gloves, I turn to greet my first customer for the day. It’s been almost three months since I opened my patisserie. It’s everything I dreamed it would be, and more. I decided to name it ‘Life’s Sweet’, because that’s exactly what life has become—sweet. I’ve come a long way from where I once was. Thanks to my husband and new found family, the horrors of my past seem like a distant memory.As hard as it was for him, Damian didn’t interfere, and let me pay for everything with the money I’d earnt from working for Anne. He likes to spoi
Anne’s trial finally rolled around. Both Robert and I were subpoenaed as witnesses. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous, but on the other hand, I was eager to see this through to the end—to finally be able to put Anne, my past, and everything I went through behind me. I have a wonderful life now and a family who loves me, so there’s no point dwelling on something I can’t change. I know Robert is keen to see justice served, and the monsters responsible for his daughter’s death finally held accountable.To my dismay, I’m the first to be called to the stand. I’ve been dreading this day. Under the circumstances, the court offered to let me give my evidence by video link, but that would be the coward’s way out. I refuse to let her take one more piece of my dignity. I’d forever be disappointed in myself if I didn’t face her. I firmly believed standing up to Anne is exactly what I need to finally be free. It’s something I’ve yearned for. She bullied and intimidated me for far too
I haven’t stopped smiling since the moment I got out of bed this morning. Even though Damian already feels like family to me, today it becomes official.In under an hour I’ll be Mrs Emily Stone and I can’t put into words how happy that makes me. I feel like I’ve waited my whole life for this moment. I’ll finally belong to someone. “You look beautiful” Robert says as he straightens my veil. “I’m honored to be giving you away today” “There’s no one else I’d rather” I reply. And that’s the truth. “You’re the closest thing I have to a father” “I’m so proud of you, Emily” I have to fight back the tears when I hear his voice crack. “From the moment I met you, I hoped that one day you’d find happiness. I’m so glad I get to witness it” “I love you, Robert” I say as I wrap my arms around him. I’ve never told him that before, but I do. “Emily” he replies, choking up. “I love you too. Although I lost a daughter, I’ve gained another in you. I’m extremely grateful t
find Emily in the kitchen when I arrive home a week after our return from Paris. She gives me a beautiful smile as I place an envelope on the table and go to her. It hurts my heart to know I’m about to wipe that smile off her pretty face. I’m having serious misgivings about pushing her into this now. But I’ve found information on Emily’s family, and everything she needs to know is now sitting in that large white envelope. Her father’s lawyer was very helpful, but the news is going to gut her.At least she won’t be left wondering for the rest of her life.I plant a soft kiss on her lips. “Hi, beautiful” “Hi, handsome”Stepping back, I pull her with me until I’m seated at the table and she’s on my lap. “Is everything okay?” she asks. “You look grim” “I have some good news, and some bad news” I watch as her eyes move to the envelope sitting in front of us. “It’s about your father” “You found him” she whispers as her hands cover her mouth. Her eyes fill with tear
After pulling me in for a scorching hot kiss, he releases me and walks toward the bed. I quickly grab what I need before ducking into the bathroom.Emerging a short time later, I find Damian sitting at the foot of the bed. His arms are positioned behind him, taking his body weight. His long legs are extended out in front of him and are crossed at the ankle. He’s unbuttoned his shirt, and I can see a hint of his toned and tanned chest. There’s a sexy smile on his lips and a glint of what’s yet to come in his eyes. It makes my pulse quicken.His gaze leaves mine and slowly travels down my body. He was wrong about the red shoes being his memory, because they’re about to become our memory. He told me once that he’d like to see me wearing nothing but these shoes.Wish granted.A smile explodes onto his face when he gets to my feet. “Fuck me” he gasps. “My favorite shoes”He goes to stand. I immediately hold my hand out to stop him. I’m nervous, but I want to do something I used
“Monsieur et madame, de cette manière s’il vous plaît” a man says, smiling pleasantly. “Why does he want us to follow him?” I ask as my hand latches around Damian’s elbow. “He’s taking us to the lift that will take us up to the top of the tower”For a minute I thought—I don’t know what I thought, but whatever it was, it wasn’t good. I guess Damian weirding out on the way up has put me on edge. But I hope bungee jumping off the Eiffel Tower is illegal, that’s all I’m saying.The moment we step into the other lift, Damian goes all weird again, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. It makes my stomach churn. He’s never acted this way with me before. “We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to” I whisper. I’m grasping at straws, trying to find out what’s going on inside his head, all the while hoping to God it has something to do with heights or confined spaces, and nothing to do with us or our relationship. “Do what?” he asks as he stops pacing and tu
I have nothing to be nervous about; I have a natural talent for cooking, so I’m sure impress, but I’m really nervous. Placing his finger under my chin, Damian raises my face to meet his. “Impossible. You’ve got this in the bag, sweetheart. You may even show him a thing or two” “That’s very sweet of you to say, but I highly doubt it” I say, laughing. “Don’t underestimate your talents. I’ve eaten at some of the finest Michelin-starred restaurants in the world. Your cooking rivals the best, and I’m not just saying that to get in your pants” “You have a permanent invitation to my pants, Mr Stone” I say, placing a soft kiss over his heart. “I’m glad to hear that” he moves his hands down to squeeze my arse. “Now let me get dressed before I do something that’s going to make you late”Damian’s confidence in my ability gave me the pick-me-up I needed. Though I’ll admit I’m a little starstruck when we meet Pierre, I’m completely taken aback when Damian drap
Emily is up and ready to take shower. I can tell she is filled with a mix of excitement and nerves about meeting Pierre.It was a long flight with a five-hour layover in Dubai, and we had no plans for the rest of the day, so we spent it in bed.That sexual energy she exudes, her beauty, her desire, her cunt, her orgasms. I want them to be mine. All mine.I never planned to let her go, but now I know I can’t.I have to have her, and just having her isn’t enough. It’s easy to keep her body captive, but I want her mind and maybe even her heart. Extending my hand to her, I help her down off the bed. “You want to shower” I ask alluringly. “Don’t I look like I’m about to?” She asks ra “Yeah. But before you get clean” I say, pulling my cock out, “you can clean me off. With your mouth of course” “Of course” she says with a smile speeding on her lips. “On your knees, mouth on my cock,” I order.Is that a blush I see on her obstinate cheeks as she parts her li