After the tour, we head into the lounge room. I’m struggling to keep my hands off her, but tonight isn’t about that. I want Emily to know she means more to me than a good time. That in itself proves how special she is to me. Until her, it was only ever about the sex.I had contemplated taking her out to dinner tonight, but I’m selfish. I find myself wanting to give her everything she deserves, but I also wanted her all to myself. She’s the first woman I’ve ever had in my home, apart from my mother. Before Emily came along, the last thing I wanted was one of my casual lays tainting my sanctuary. “Sit” I command, gesturing to the white leather couch. “I hope you’re hungry” “Are you cooking?” She ass with amusement dancing in her eyes.Her comment makes me laugh. “Hardly. My housekeeper usually cooks for me, but I’ve given her the night off. I had something else in mind”The moment she takes a seat, I have to quickly divert my eyes. Her sexy-as-hell white dress rides up, reveal
Her wish is my command. Moving off her to kneel on the floor beside the couch, I pull my shirt over my head. My gaze moves down to her waist as she shimmies her dress over her hips, revealing a tiny pair of pink lace panties. Fuck me. Does she realize how sexy she is? She crosses her arms over her torso, pulling her dress up and over her head in one swift motion. Her barely there pink bra cups her breasts perfectly, and I realize I’m in love with her tits. “You’re so beautiful” I whisper as I kiss a path up her leg. “Perfection” “Damian” she says breathlessly as her hands stroke over my hair. “Lie back” I command. My lips curve up against her skin when she does exactly as I ask. “As pretty as these are, sweetheart, they’ve gotta go” Sliding my fingers into the flimsy lace, I tear them effortlessly from her body, exposing her sweet pussy. My eyes hungrily drink her in.Breathtaking. I bunch up the lace in my hand before shoving it into my pocket. I’ll add these to
I woke up to Damian’s handsome face between my legs, which was a pleasant surprise. We barely slept. I’ve had the most amazing time here with him. I wish it never had to end. “Morning beautiful” he breathed against my sensitive flesh. “I hope you don’t mind, but I was hungry”I let out a small laugh as I ran my fingers through his hair. “You’ll get no complaints from me” I said breathlessly. “None whatsoever” I’d love to wake up like that every morning.Saying I’m feeling a little tender between the legs would be an understatement. I love that I’ll be feeling the effects of being with him long after I’ve left here. After Damian had me for breakfast, he took me up against the tiles in the shower, but it was wonderful.Now we both have sombre looks on our faces as he carries my bag downstairs. After placing the suitcase by his feet, he pulls me into his arms. “I wish I didn’t have to let you go” he says as he places his forehead on mine. Tears sting my eyes, but I don’
“You look beautiful” Gerald says, when Robert drops me at his house. The function we’re attending tonight is formal, so I’m wearing a gorgeous silver gown. It’s strapless with a bead-encrusted bodice above a skirt that falls softly to the floor in a wave of tiny pleats. The only jewellery I’m wearing is a pair of diamond stud earrings. My personal hairdresser has styled my hair into a loose low bun that sits at the nape of my neck. I feel like a princess. Getting to dress up on a regular basis is the only perk that comes with this job. “Thank you. You look rather dashing yourself” I say, when he kisses my cheek. There’s something about a man in a tuxedo, especially someone as handsome as Gerald. I can just imagine how dreamy Damian would look in one. “Is there anything special I need to know about tonight?” I ask him once we’re seated in the back of his limousine. “Nope. Just smile and look beautiful as always, leave the rest to me” “So be your arm candy, in other
I had to see her tonight. Gerald already texted me the address of the party. It was a formal party. I dressed all formal. I couldn’t wait to see her as I drive my Ferrari to the venue. I sight her and Gerald talking to a man. I stood admiring her. She looks so simple but lavish. HHow did I get so lucky to catch the most beautiful woman in the room. I can’t wait to have her tomorrow. I watch her and Gerald waltz on the dance floor, Gerald obviously doesn’t know what he’s doing. I chuckle as I approach them to save my girl. “I can’t wait until tomorrow Damian” she whispers into my ears “can we get out of here?” “Where do you have in mind?” I ask excited. “Let’s go” she says pulling me with her and leading us to the female restroom. “Are you sure about this?” I ask looking at her. “You’re looking too good in that suit. Common before I change my mind” Her hungry lips claims mine. “I’m serious,” I say as she gasps, seizing air in between their desperate k
Gerald made sure Damian had a seat at our table, and although I was there as his date, my eyes spent most of the night fastened on my man. We even played footsie under the table a few times, and at one stage he held my hand. It’s like we crave some kind of physical contact when we’re in each other’s presence. That’s how I feel, I crave him. I’ve never felt so drawn to someone as I am to him. It’s both scary and wonderful.Gerald was kind enough to let me travel back to his house in Damian’s car. I even got to kiss him goodnight before Robert arrived to collect me. I floated all the way home.All day Tuesday I’m on a high, anticipating our impending date. By the time I arrive at Anne’s for inspection, you couldn’t have wiped the smile off my face if you’d tried. Which in hindsight, was a huge mistake on my part. I’m so caught up in my own little world that I’d forgotten to hide my new found happiness from Anne. “What are you looking so pleased about?” she asks suspiciously the minut
“Fuck!” He abruptly stands and starts pacing “like what the hell?” “Calm down Damian, please” I beg my voice low. “The fuck Emily? How can that sick woman adopt and do this to you?” He stops pacing and look hard at me “and you’re telling me to calm down?” “Please” I say closing my eyes as he continues pacing. My stomach churns as I wait for him to calm down. Have I just ruined things between us by telling him the truth? Does he think I’m disgusting? Weak?A few minutes passes before he stops. I’m sure my apprehension is showing as I open my eyes slowly to gaze up at him. In one swift motion, he pulls me off the lounge and into his arms. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart” he says. When he holds me close I can feel his body trembling against mine. I have no idea why he’s sorry. He’s done nothing wrong.He clings to me for the longest time. Neither of us speak. I know I’ve already said too much, but I suppose my confession may help him better understand my situation, if no
I’m trying hard not to lose my cool here. The last thing I want to do is frighten Emily. This situation is so much grimmer than I originally thought. By the sounds of it, she’s already been through way too much in her short life. My heart is bleeding for her right now. Everything in me wants to march straight over to that bitch’s house and wring her neck for what she’s put Emily through. Never in my life have I had the slightest inclination to hurt a woman, but if Anne was in front of me now, I’m afraid that’s exactly what I’d do. This shit ends today. “I’m going to help you” I say.A brief smile forms on her lips. “Thank you, but I can’t let you do that, Damian. She’s dangerous and I’d never ask, or expect you to put yourself in harm’s way to protect me” she says I kiss her. For now, this conversation is over. Doesn’t she realise the lengths I’d go to for her? I’m not afraid of Anne. I’m prepared for anything that monster throws at me. I grew up with a ruthless bastard, so I’v
“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