I sit at the granite bar top and took a sip of the coffee that Damian had poured for me. He had also added the right amount of cream and sugar. He had asked how I like my coffee and made it exactly so.Damian sits down in the chair opposite mine. He was naked, one ankle slung over the other. Strong hands that could be impossibly gentle hung loosely on either side of the chair. He leaned his head back against the chair, eyes closed.His expression was so peaceful, I couldn’t help but stare. My face flushed when she realized he must feel proof of my excitement beneath him. I might have been more embarrassed except I am distracted by his next words. “I love being around you, Emily” he says with his eyes still closed.My heart softens. “Is it just me?”Opening his eyes, he leans forward, looking grim and one hundred percent serious.“Look, I did handle Claire. That’s done. No one like her can come back and ruin this, ruin us, because of what we’re doing. I can’t risk your future th
I can’t get enough of her, but I think it’s okay because she can’t seem to get enough of me too. I now regret slipping from beneath those soft cotton sheets, out from Emily’s warm embrace, moving away from her even softer skin.But I also need to go.Not even because I had a flight to catch, which he had because he always had a flight to catch. I travel every spare day, spending every extra dollar he had to fly around the world, majorly for business, while at it, visiting every sight that had ever caught my fancy. And I have a great freaking time doing so, never wanting to stop. I now only wish Emily was here traveling with me. But Emily is the first woman he’d ever spent any time with that made him want to stay.To stay forever.Had returned to my apartment I kept for the infrequent times I was in town, having decided that if I were going to be paying for a home I was hardly in, it might as well be filled with California sunshine rather than Midwest humidity and snow. Then he’
I sit by Robert’s bed watching him sleep with the machines beeping. Ever since Damian traveled for his business trip. I spend most of my time here, beside Robert. I’m the only family he has for now. The largest bouquet of red roses I have ever seen is delivered to me in the hospital the next morning. As all the nurses oohs and aahs over the beautiful flowers, I am tickled pink by this surprise from Damian, feeling for the first time ever the buried and exhilaration of a very romantic relationship. I never got anything asides on my eighteenth birthday, I only got to gift myself. But I’ve never ever gotten flower gifts. So for me to be on the receiving end of yet another incredible romantic gesture, I notice a small card sticking out of the bouquet. I snatched the card from the bouquet and read to myself. “For each petal, I send a kiss. Roman” I giggle as my face blushes, I was no longer able to contain it. “Is that from Damian?” Robert’s voice interrupts my thoughts. I s
“Keep things quiet?” I ask raising a brow. “All I want to do is shout from the rooftops that you’re mine” I answer, lowering my head to kiss her, not minding the red imprint doing so will leave on my lips.Minutes later, after wearing our coats, I lead her out to my car, which I have had specially cleaned for the evening. “This must be really special for us to be going in this car!” she exclaims as I open the passenger door and help her in. “Special treatment for a special lady” I answer with a wink, before walking over to my side of the car.It is a nineteen-minute drive to the very famous hotel, and we soon pull up in front of The Lagoon hotel. Holding her hand, we walk into the new dining restaurant run by renowned chef. Our three- course meal will cost me over a thousand dollars, but it will be money well spent. After six weeks of pure bliss, I want to celebrate her the way I know how.Getting to the rooftop which I had specially booked for just us. It has been beau
Later that night, as we sit by the replace and listen to the CD, silently thanking my lucky stars for the beautiful blessing of the most beautiful love of all. I bury my face against his neck, drawing in his scent. “Me touching you is the best feeling” Those words of comfort turned into something darker, something...else.I raise my lips as his mouth comes down to mine.Heavy breaths claim me.His hand slid between my legs. “Say my name, princess.” “Damian” I whispered, my voice husky. “Damian” “That’s it. Again” he demanded. I closed my eyes. “Damian” “That’s the way, princess” He slid his finger along the slit of my dress. “I’m there, right? You can see me in that room you can’t escape. You can see me”I could only nod, my arms wrapped tight around his neck. His hand moved upwards, his fingers working the zip of my dress. “Gonna take you away from here, princess” He pushed in, sliding under the elastic of my panties. “Gonna take you far away”He d
I roll over and open an eye as I slowly start to remember where I am. I look over towards Emily’s side and she isn’t there. The smell of bacon makes my mouth water. Of course she’s a morning person and a good cook at that.I climb out of her bed and follow the scent of bacon to the kitchen. When I round the corner, I see her lip syncing and dancing. She is giving it her fucking all as she winds her hips, flips her hair, and rubs her hand over her body. My eyes are fixed on her hand as she rubs it over her breasts, down her torso, past the hem of her shirt, and I follow it back up her thigh as it rubs over her ass. Do I get morning wood? In my defense, I just wanted some bacon and ended up with a show.I decide to stop being a creep and let her know I am in the kitchen with her. “Morning, Sunshine”She whips around with her hand over her heart. “Oh my gosh Damian! You scared me” “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to” “How long have you been standing there?” “Long enoug
I wake up with goosebumps forming all over my body. Damian is lying behind me, feathering his fingers along my naked back. I don’t know how long I’ve slept, but the sun is just starting to rise, bringing a soft light through the curtains hanging over the window.I arch my body and let out a moan when Damian hits an especially sensitive spot. I turn my head and see him up on his elbow, looking down at me with a laid-back expression. “Hi” I say with a shy smile. I had slept off last night. This morning opting instead to lie there in each other’s arms. I have the sheet pulled up over my breasts and by the feel of Jaxon’s hard length resting against my backside, he’s still gloriously naked and very happy to see me.“Hi.” He guides his fingers around my waist and makes a path toward my breasts. “How are you feeling this morning?”I turn over onto my back and slide my fingers into his hair, just like I enjoyed doing since the first time I met him. So much has changed since then. Dami
I glance at the clock; it’s five-fifteen and Emily still isn’t here. She’s supposed to drop by my office after visiting Gerald.I sent her a text earlier to let her know I was thinking of her. There was no response from her but I didn’t trip because I know she is safe especially from Anne and my father. She had gone to visit Gerald, he’s the only friend she has for now..I call Gerald instead. “Hey, Gerald. Is Emily still with you?” I ask. “Yeah, I’m actually driving her home because she looked terrible” “Terrible, how?” “I think she came down with something. She refuses to go to the hospital so I’m taking her home” “Oh okay. Thanks, man. I’ll see you around” I say hiding my panic. “I will stay with her until you get here” Gerald offers over the phone.I chuckle. “Alright man, I will be on my way now” I give him a two-finger salute and head out the door.Once in my car, I drum my fingers on the steering wheel, deciding if I should pick some documents
“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