Aidan's Pov "Please don't" she begged once I landed my lips against her heat. Yeah she did try to push me away but I held a firm grip on her thighs pinning her to the bed. I was already greedy about her body. Wanting her all to myself was an understatement. This night I was willing to learn about every curve, every bump, every scar she had on her body. There I was ignoring all her please and no's. I knew she would like it once I was done. Better say sorry than ask for permission. Twisting and turning my tough on her. She tasted so sweet. At first I wanted to go slow but she made it hard when her legs became shaky after a few minutes of teasing her. "Aidan..." she moaned again. I don't think I'll ever take any woman to bed again if this is what she offer. She was my little angel and I wanted to demonise her and switch her on to my tune. Forgetting myself I sucked her perfectly making all kinds of noises. The pleasure was too much and unbearable that I couldn't stop fucking
The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows across the room, making everything feel smaller, more intimate. But the space between us felt impossibly wide.Truth be told. Here I was messing around with her knowing clearly she was already with someone else. Just like that reality hit in. She can never be mine. She already belongs to someone else. Watching her guiltiness flushed all over her face. Slightly she loosen her arms around me. She hadn’t spoken in a while, and the silence was suffocating. "Please don't. Let me savior in what you have to offer. I might never get to hold you or be held by someone else." I stated. For a while there we were both silent. I could hear the distant hum of the city outside, but inside this room, the only sound was the unsteady rhythm of my breathing. Everything I dreamt of came crumbling down when I finally came to terms that she was no more than a night stand for me. She was everything a man would ever want but she belonged to someone else. “
Adrian's povI sat across Neal, staring at my laptop , the soft hum of the fan was the only sound filling the empty room. A week. Seven whole days since I last saw her. It felt longer, like time had stretched, making every hour without her presence feel heavier.I hadn’t expected to miss her this much. We weren’t anything—at least, not yet. But ever since that night, when I held her closer to me. when her eyes had met mine like she saw something in me worth looking at. I hadn’t been able to shake the feeling that she was different. That she mattered.My phone sat on the office table, untouched. I had thought about texting her a hundred times, but what would I even say? Hey, I can’t stop thinking about you? Too much. Hope you’re doing well? Too little. So I said nothing.Sighing, I ran a hand through my hair, frustration bubbling in my chest. Was she thinking about me too? Or had she already moved on, leaving that night as nothing more than a passing moment?I stretched out, pressed my
I pulled back, led her to the bed and sat us down. For a second there I stared at thin air thinking, she slouched a little while asking about what I was thinking. I had my hands fidgeting with the edge of a bunny doll ear, my words carefully measured but brimming with unspoken truths. "It's... it's been strange, these past two weeks," I began, my gaze flickering between her eyes and the doll, as if afraid of what she might see if I held her gaze too long. "I've been thinking a lot-about everything, about us. I mean, not us, but..."I dragged trailing off, My voice faltering under the weight of what I wasn't saying. A nervous chuckle escaped me as I rubbed the back of my neck, heart pounding against the walls of restraint. "I just-look Nadia, I don't know how to say this without sounding more ridiculous, but you've been on my mind more than I'd like to admit." My voice softened. "I don't want to make things harder for you... or for me. But I had to see you again." I stopped, bitin
Belinda...New York was always the first city that came to mind when asked where I wanted to live. I've always been amazed by how city life can be in New York. This is my third year since I've moved here. Yap, still I have it in heart. I fell in love with a city that one day would be my home. Three years down the line and I love it more than any other cities in USA. Born and raised in LA, and yet I had no such love like which I had for this particular city.It's where all my hopes and dreams have come true. Even though it's not all of them. I still had so much to see and hoped the city could provide more too. In terms of sou mate, I already had one. He's super loving and caring. This one man I fell in love at first sight. He helped me from a guy who almost tried to take advantage of me one fateful night three years ago. Kinda lame but that's how we fell in love. At first it was like I was the one who ended up confusing care for love but in the end he still fell for me. So we decided
"You two never ceaze to amaze me. Bel, it has been three fucking years and still that kind of affection you two emit, it's still fucking fresh." she spoke her mind out loud as we entered the car. "That's why I insist on you, Samantha Russell, to find your self a man." I bit my words knowing clear she has never settled down or better have such thoughts of settling down. It has been all drama for her to the extent of a soap opera, concerning relationships. One month she is in a super serious relationship the next she ain't in one, single indeed. She says she is looking for the best yet one way or another she always ends up with either total assholes or idiots. Am really starting to doubt her choices concerning men. "Relax, Belinda, amma find my self a man. Sooner or later. You'll see" she assured me. Yah wishful thinking. Good luck to her. Judging by how quick she falls in love and out of love I doubt she will find him sooner. Later am sure of that but sooner, naah. Well that's that
Early bird catches the worm. I learned it the hard way. There I was running my way to the direction of the cafe. Upon seeing the line I almost thought about skipping breakfast but my tummy said otherwise. Indeed it was a long one, I was already late for my meet up with Douglas. We do business together , thus he needed us to discuss important details in person. '' Shit this is not going to work out for me.'' i complained out loud. ''Late for work?'' I heard a male voice behind me. "Yah." I stated going back to check what the time was. "You are not much of a talker. Ain't you?" he asked. "Am kinda hungry and the line isn't helping much." I complained going back to what I had been doing on my phone. "Wait there I'll go get you something. What do you need?" he asked leaning in slightly. "Black coffee and vanilla croissants." I stated. "Alright." Ten minutes later it was already his turn to order. He had been standing in line while I enjoyed my rest at the furthest end of
'I'll be there in twenty.'' Then I disconnected. I got into action dolling myself up. A simple purple tight jumpsuit , a fluffy short jacket and sneakers. I was ready to go. On top I added a black shoulder bag to match the outfit. Quickly I marched out , locked the door and hurried down the hallway. The twenty minutes were already down to negative ten. The only car I saw was a black gladiator jeep. There was a man standing next to it. By the looks of it I don't suppose he is the owner of the jeep. Upon seeing me he walked to where I stood. ''Miss. Nadia.'' He wanted to confirm. ''The one and only.'' Soon I boarded the car and we hit the road. Down the main road in Rochester , two blocks we were driving down 152 Baden street. He took a detour of the main road to a narrow road that led straight to a government private chopper helipad. ''I believe this is my last stop.'' He spoke while slowing down and stopped the car. ''What do you mean?'' I asked curiously. ''They will take
I pulled back, led her to the bed and sat us down. For a second there I stared at thin air thinking, she slouched a little while asking about what I was thinking. I had my hands fidgeting with the edge of a bunny doll ear, my words carefully measured but brimming with unspoken truths. "It's... it's been strange, these past two weeks," I began, my gaze flickering between her eyes and the doll, as if afraid of what she might see if I held her gaze too long. "I've been thinking a lot-about everything, about us. I mean, not us, but..."I dragged trailing off, My voice faltering under the weight of what I wasn't saying. A nervous chuckle escaped me as I rubbed the back of my neck, heart pounding against the walls of restraint. "I just-look Nadia, I don't know how to say this without sounding more ridiculous, but you've been on my mind more than I'd like to admit." My voice softened. "I don't want to make things harder for you... or for me. But I had to see you again." I stopped, bitin
Adrian's povI sat across Neal, staring at my laptop , the soft hum of the fan was the only sound filling the empty room. A week. Seven whole days since I last saw her. It felt longer, like time had stretched, making every hour without her presence feel heavier.I hadn’t expected to miss her this much. We weren’t anything—at least, not yet. But ever since that night, when I held her closer to me. when her eyes had met mine like she saw something in me worth looking at. I hadn’t been able to shake the feeling that she was different. That she mattered.My phone sat on the office table, untouched. I had thought about texting her a hundred times, but what would I even say? Hey, I can’t stop thinking about you? Too much. Hope you’re doing well? Too little. So I said nothing.Sighing, I ran a hand through my hair, frustration bubbling in my chest. Was she thinking about me too? Or had she already moved on, leaving that night as nothing more than a passing moment?I stretched out, pressed my
The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows across the room, making everything feel smaller, more intimate. But the space between us felt impossibly wide.Truth be told. Here I was messing around with her knowing clearly she was already with someone else. Just like that reality hit in. She can never be mine. She already belongs to someone else. Watching her guiltiness flushed all over her face. Slightly she loosen her arms around me. She hadn’t spoken in a while, and the silence was suffocating. "Please don't. Let me savior in what you have to offer. I might never get to hold you or be held by someone else." I stated. For a while there we were both silent. I could hear the distant hum of the city outside, but inside this room, the only sound was the unsteady rhythm of my breathing. Everything I dreamt of came crumbling down when I finally came to terms that she was no more than a night stand for me. She was everything a man would ever want but she belonged to someone else. “
Aidan's Pov "Please don't" she begged once I landed my lips against her heat. Yeah she did try to push me away but I held a firm grip on her thighs pinning her to the bed. I was already greedy about her body. Wanting her all to myself was an understatement. This night I was willing to learn about every curve, every bump, every scar she had on her body. There I was ignoring all her please and no's. I knew she would like it once I was done. Better say sorry than ask for permission. Twisting and turning my tough on her. She tasted so sweet. At first I wanted to go slow but she made it hard when her legs became shaky after a few minutes of teasing her. "Aidan..." she moaned again. I don't think I'll ever take any woman to bed again if this is what she offer. She was my little angel and I wanted to demonise her and switch her on to my tune. Forgetting myself I sucked her perfectly making all kinds of noises. The pleasure was too much and unbearable that I couldn't stop fucking
Quickly I crouched, leaned forward past his arms and walked away to the changing room. My instincts kicked in when I felt him following close behind me. "So you are just going to watch me change or what?" I asked once we stepped in the changing room. "Remember when I told you in the shower to let me help?" He asked coming closer, eyes fixed on mine. "So... Are you going to help me change?" I whispered. Whatever was going on in his mind I could tell he was nowhere being a normal guy. He was more like a physho or maybe worse. "Do you...want me...to."He dragged. Slowly, I pushed him out and locked myself in. The nerve of this guy. He was beyond any expectation I had for the rich. It was impossible to believe that this world could produce such a perverted and despicable guy like him.Taking my time I dried myself and went to the extent of using his body lotion on my self. Putting on his t-shirt I regretted picking that up. Yes it was big enough for me to fit in but it w
For couple of seconds he stared at me before taking a step in."So where am I going to sleep if you take the whole room to yourself?" He asked."This is your room?" I asked curiously.No wonder it smelt more like him. I did think about it but pushed the thought away when he didn't complain at first. "I had no idea. I thought it was a guest room or something..." I spoke shyly. "Guest room on the upper deck. Seriously." he teased. "You are so bad at guessing. You do know that. Right?" That was more like an insult but judging from everything he had I'd say that's where all this money had gotten him into. Bad behaviour accompanied by money. "You spaced. Mind telling me what your pretty little brain was working on?" He spoke while slowly taking steps towards me.Felt nervous instantly and stepped away. The next thing I find myself in his arms."If we are going to share the room, I'll put up some rules." I stated in order to avoid the awkwardness I felt inside as his tight grip on my
Belinda "Where have you been?" Harvey asked as I came closer to him. "Ladies room." "Let's go. I'll get you home first." he stated. "Why the hurry?"I asked taking my hand bag while signalling for Sam to stand we are about to leave. " Tomorrow I'll be heading to Texas for a business meeting. "he stated. " What! "I spoke out loudly. He only eyed me for a second there before he got a call. By the looks of it, it was an emergency one. " Wait here I'll go take this. " Couple of minutes late he was back. " Sam can I trust you with Bel, to take her home?"He asked her. " Yah sure. "she responded. " Sorry babe I know this is so sudden but I have to go. You get home safely. I'll call you when I get there. " A simple peck was all that he could afford. Soon he was nowhere to be seen. Sam came running up to me. " Now we have the night to ourselves." she screamed at the top of her lungs. That moment, I know I should be happy but I don't know why I had a bad gut feeling about all thi
"My eyes are up here." he spoke while tilting my face back to his eyes with his index finger. I did not notice how my eyes went from eyes to chest, what made me nervous was how he looked at me with so much lust. His lips were plum that I wanted to have a taste too. " Want a taste?"he asked out of the blues. This got me off guard. I blushed. He must have seen it since he aligned his eyes with mine. Doing the three triangle formula from my eyes to my lips then back to my eyes. " What are you doing? "I asked pushing him slightly away. " I like you. "he stated blindly. " What! You pervert. "I cursed. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * AIDAN'S POV... "You want me to be that to you?" I asked locking the space between us. "You are crazy." she stated. "Yah! Crazy about you." I don't think it's either the alcohol or the drugs that made me behave such with her. More like I was crazy indeed. The feeling was so intense making me forget I was merely a stranger to her. She looked so s
"Hope I didn't go over board." he whispered while kissing my forehead.I shook my head then kissed him on his lips savouring everything in."You should probably get ready for your meeting." I reminded him.For a while there he cuddle up in my arms gently toying with my breast."You are coming with me." he stated.Soon we were in the shower but that didn't go so well as planned. We ended up messing around. By the time we left his home it was already dark outside. He had several missed calls that he ended up typing "am on my way" text without caring for how long he had delayed whatever he was supposed to do. For the last three years since I've know him, Harvey Douglas isn't the type to explain in details whatever the hell he wanted to do. It's was figure out for yourself thingy. I hard to learn about him the hard way. Now that I know few of his specks I kind of understand why he is that way. "Where are we going?" I asked once we settled in his range rover. "Call Sam don't forget to s