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
The second those words are out of my mouth I regret them. I feel like a prick for what I’ve just said. In my defense, I’m upset. I think I have every right to be, but I’ll admit those words were spoken purely in anger. “Don’t say that to me Damian” she says very quietly. “Oh!, I should probably book you after Gerald. Huh? What do you think about that?”Am I hurt by this revelation? You better believe I am.Does it lessen the feelings I have for her?Surprisingly not in the slightest.I’m so focused on the tears that are now pooling in her beautiful jade green eyes that I don’t even see her raise her hand until it connects hard with the side of my face.A small sob escapes her as she sidesteps me and runs down the hall. My shoulders slump as my hand comes up to rub my stinging cheek. I need to go after her. At the very least, I need to apologize for my outburst. “Emily wait!” I call out, as I follow her.She runs up the main staircase and I’m hot on her heels. I need to
“Emily” I hear him whisper as he falls back into a soundless sleep cuddling me tighter. We had lay in this position with him snoring softly. I couldn’t bring myself to sleep. I realize I’ve fallen hard for this man. I feel his dick hard against my butt. He begins slowly sliding his fingers up my stomach to my tits, stroking my nipples which are already hardened. A moan escapes my lips. I turn to face him as he takes one nipple at a time sucking hard. I grab his head, pushing it further. He stops and looks up to me “I can’t ever get enough of you” he says as he slowly traces the finger up my thigh.Finding my clits with his finger, he begins stroking with his thumb, sliding the other fingers into my already soaking wet pussy. I hear him moan. “Yes come for me baby” he says stroking faster.I’ve never felt such pleasure. My head falls baby as I bite my lower lip. “Omg Damian!” I moan as my body trembles in pleasure.I feel Damian kisses on my thigh as he looks up at me. I
The thought of leaving him tugs at my heart in a tight pain. “Fuck!” I hear Damian groan from behind me. “What?” I ask, turning around. “You look fine in that dress, like damn hot, and you’re wearing those damn shoes again” “What?” I feel my face screw up. “Those red heels” he says, pointing to my feet. “You were wearing them at the airport. The day I met you” I can’t believe he remembers what I was wearing on my feet that day. “I was?” I ask obviously surprised. “Yes, you were. I want to see you wearing nothing but those shoes one day” he says seductively, narrowing his eyes at me. “Oh yeah?” “You’re fucking beautiful” he growled, still holding himself back. “Your skin, it just ... drinks up the light”I smile and say nothing. Instead, I stepped up to him, pulling his face down to mine, his mouth down to mine, his willing and ready tongue down to mine. He seizes me greedily, his hands digging into my flesh, his hips pressing an iron length
After washing my face and getting dressed, I head downstairs. I’ll shower and change when I get home since I don’t have any clean clothes with me. I’m hoping Gerald is up so I can apologize for being MIA for most of yesterday. I also want to speak with him to see what he knows about Emily’s situation. I have to figure out a way to see her again.When I reach the landing I hear the sounds of a vacuum, so I head in that direction. “Good morning, sir” the elderly lady says when she sees me standing in the doorway. “Is there something I can help you with?” “I’m actually looking for Gerald, is he in?” I ask. “Last time I saw Mr James” she replies, “he was sitting out by the pool, having breakfast” “Thank you” I say walking to the direction of the pool. “Here’s to the man of the hour” Gerald calls out as I walk onto the patio. “Come on, join me for breakfast” “Man of the hour? What do you mean?” I ask as I take a seat opposite him and reach for a piece of melon
For the next few days my thoughts are solely about Emily. I’m desperate to see her again. I left Gerald’s house on Sunday with her madam’s business card, and I’ve spent the majority of my time finding out everything I can about Madam Anne Mcdwell, which isn’t much. It appears this woman goes to great lengths to cover her tracks. So why does her name sound so familiar? Like I’ve heard it somewhere. By Wednesday, I’m struggling to focus on my mounting workload. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve checked my phone, just hoping to see a text from Emily. By late afternoon it becomes apparent I’m probably not going to. If she’s not going to make the move, then I need too.Pulling out the card Gerald gave me, I dial Madam Anne’s number. Guilt consumes me as I wait for someone to answer. I feel like I’m breaking all the promises I made to myself growing up. I swore I’d never be anything like my father and resort to paying for sex. This isn’t really about that, though. While sex with Em
“Hello Anne” I say as soon as I pick up my call. “Come over to the house now” she barks into the phone. She quite often does this, so I’m not particularly worried. But this woman is full of surprises, so I never know what to expect. I’d only just left the gym, so I rush home to shower and change. I knew she’d be pissed off at me for taking longer than expected, but she would’ve been even angrier if I turned up in my gym clothes looking like a hot mess. “I shouldn’t be long” I tell Robert after he pulls up outside her home. “Good luck” he replies, making me laugh. Hopefully I won’t need it. “You took your sweet time” Anne snaps when I enter the house. “I called you over an hour ago” “I was at the gym. I had to go home to shower and change”She walks towards her office, and I follow. “Sit” she demands. Once she’s seated, she picks up a white envelope, handing it to me. “What’s this?” I ask. “Your job for tonight”What? “But it’s my day off”Her e