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6 - Anastasia.
Huling Na-update:
2025-01-14 08:13:05I race back into my bedroom, burning up. I can't think straight, and my mind is a jumbled mess. Every inch of my body is on fire as I rummage through my cupboards for my laptop. I hid it because I know Dad would try to find it and either throw it in the bin or hide it in a place I'll never be able to find it again. Looking up suddenly, I stare at my reflection in the mirror. God, a mess is an understatement. I look like an ogre. Like a tornado picked me off my feet and threw me down a mountain, and I crawled my way back through the door before Nate arrived.
Which is strange because I looked decent before going out with Emerson this evening. As fast as I can, I run my fingers through my curls to straighten them, and swapped the tank top I'm wearing for a black, hairy, comfortable cardigan, grab the laptop, and get back to the living room where a waiting Nate is relaxed on the couch, his sexy thighs parted, looking like a male model on the front cover of a Vogue magazine.
"First things first, Sir — "
"Nate," he interrupts calmly, looking into my eyes in his usual, disarming way. "Please call me Nate."
"Alright Sir...I mean Nate," I chuckle nervously, taking my seat beside him. "There are a few things I'd like for you to keep in mind. This blog bears no ill intent. The news on it are not different from the ones put out by credible news outlets and the media. The only difference is that I add my own twang. My own style to make it witty and engaging."
"Don't worry about it," he guffaws, taking the laptop from me. "I don't judge. And I'm sure it's a brilliant blog."
He lifts the top and turns it on. Once connected to the house WIFI, I navigate it to Chrome and key in my website on the search bar, then hand it back to him. As he scrolls through slowly, taking in each headlines, I can see the wheels turning in his head as he put two and two together about my online identity.
"You're the controversial Mira Brawn?" he asks in disbelief, raising his face to glance at me.
I panic. And whenever I panic, I start blabbering. "Uh, yeah! It's just a secret I've not been willing to divulge to anyone else, because my parents have never supported this dream of mine. To own a famous blog that speaks on celebrities, and the world of pop culture and entertainment. So..."
He places a hand on my left thigh, and I instantly shut up. "Hey. It's okay. I'm not judging your or anything. Just surprised. That's all."
"D-Do you want a drink?" I blurt out without thinking. His hand on my thigh is warm, and it makes the moisture in between my legs burn hotter. If I couldn't think straight before, right now I can't think at all. My body is attuned to his touch.
It's crazy.
"Sure," he smiles. "Just water will be fine, Anna."
He takes his hand off, and my legs somehow take me to the kitchen where I lean against the door and exhale hard. God. My whole body is buzzing like crazy. Pouring two glasses of water at the sink, I take a deep breath.
Fuck. This must be a dream, right?
It all doesn't feel real at all.
Nate Jackson in my living room.
Nate Jackson, the man who's been nothing short of calm and polite since we first met. Nate Jackson, the man I've had sleepless nights over, lusting, wishing, wanting, is in my living room going through my blog.
'I'm not judging you. I know it's a brilliant blog.'
What if he didn't mean those words? What if he's silently judging me for being nosy, and exaggerating people's reality more than I should for the views? What if he closes the laptop, picks up his phone and calls the nearby radio station to let them in on who the famous Mira Brawn is, and where she lives? What if he makes a post about it? As these thoughts sift through my mind, I nearly drop the glass of water I'm holding. Suppressing the dizziness threatening to envelope me, I pick up his glass of water and head back to the living room, leaving mine back at the sink.
I'm thirsty, but not of water.
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Kiss It Better 7 - Anastasia.
Halting at the doorway to calm my racing heart, I stop and stare at him. God really took his time with him. He's so fucking hot — an absolute vision of masculinity; big hands, well-proportioned body, devilishly handsome facial features, sitting there in his suit like he owns the place, my laptop on his lap, and his gorgeous emerald-green eyes scanning the screen as he goes over my blog. Just being this close to him has my body on fire, and my mind shuffling through a host of filthy, filthy fantasies I'd give anything to have him act out with me.Have him teach me passion. Every touch. Every word. Every taste.As quietly as I can do as not to distract his reading, I tiptoe over to the couch, set his glass of water down in front of him, and plop down in place beside him again. He looks up at me briefly with a smile, then goes back to his reading. I'm a bundle of nerves, but I do my best to remain calm as he finishes up reading. I don't know if he read deeper. My blog is three years old,
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-14Kiss It Better 8 - Anastasia.
I’m speechless as we pull up to Nate’s Malibu home and the gate opens to reveal the most spectacular house I’ve ever seen overlooking the Pacific Ocean. I can see him glance over at me out of the corner of my eye, but I can’t even look back at him. Not yet. I’m doing my best to process everything that’s happening, and all I can do right now is keep my eyes forward and focus on what’s in front of me.“And I bet you thought Emerson’s apartment was nice,” he remarks as he pulls down the driveway to the enormous front door made from some exotic, dark wood.“I…yeah,” I mutter, in absolute awe. The house is modern and white, but not cold and foreboding like many I’ve seen when doing wish-I-lived-here tours of Beverly Hills and Malibu. It’s tasteful and welcoming and gives off a rich, beachy vibe like somewhere you’d spend a perpetual vacation.“Come inside,” Nate says. “I’ll give you the tour.”“I-okay,” I reply, managing to turn to him and smile. He smiles back, gets out of the car, and go
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-14Kiss It Better 9 - Anastasia.
Nate continues tugging, and my pants continue moving down until they pass their sticking point on my hips and fall to the floor, leaving me completely naked before him. My chest rises with a sharp intake of breath. I feel as though I’m on the verge of something incredible, and when I look up into Nate’s eyes, I know I’m right.“Look at you,” he muses as he slips two fingers between my legs. I nearly jump at the sensation. “Perfect lips, no wonder you have a gorgeous little pussy too.”He takes my hand and guides it to the very obvious bulge in his pants, and I feel it – his cock, so hard and swollen, like a bat tucked down against his leg. I may never have touched a man like this before, but I’m aware enough to know that Nate has something serious going on down there.“I can’t take it any longer, Anastasia,” he says as he unbuckles his belt and begins to drop his pants. “I have to be inside you.”“Nate, I—”I want to explain to him that I’m a virgin, that this will be my first time an
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-14Kiss It Better 10 - Nate.
I wake up with a smile on my face for the first time in years. I’m smiling because I know that when I open my eyes and glance over to the normally vacant side of my bed, I’m going to see the most beautiful girl in the world lying naked next to me. But instead of doing that right away, I wait. I deny myself the immediate pleasure and instead, I keep my eyes closed and replay the incredible events of last night.I think about our first kiss and how incredible it was. I remember how it felt when I first reached out and touched her there on the couch at her parents’ house after wanting to for so long. I raise my lip up to my nose and inhale the scent of her pussy from when I had my face buried between her legs last night and I had my tongue pressed against her clit, lapping away like a hungry dog, looking up at those two mounds rising up from her chest as her body shook and her orgasm took her.Christ, what a fucking moment. I could do that to her for hours. As a matter of fact, I could w
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-14Kiss It Better 11 - Nate.
Seconds after he’s gone, I hear a voice behind me, “Well, that was awkward.”I turn to see Anastasia emerge, completely naked, from behind the couch, biting her lower lip and wiggling her hips.“How long were you there?” I ask, shocked.“Pretty much the whole time,” she giggles. “I snuck down behind you, trying to surprise you by being all sexy and naked, but then that happened, and well…”Smiling, I go over to her and scoop her up into my arms. I kiss her and feel instantly better. It’s not like Emerson has that much of an effect on me, but he is obnoxious, and pressing my lips to Anastasia’s makes me forget all about him.“Did he seriously want you to buy him a Porsche?”“He seriously did,” I laugh. “And there was a time when I might have, just so I wouldn’t have to get into a conversation with my father. But not after what he did to you.”Anastasia plumps up her lower lip and makes sincere puppy-dog eyes at me.“You’re too sweet to me.”“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet, gorgeous,” I rep
Huling Na-update : 2025-01-14Kiss It Better 12 - Anastasia.
I’ve never felt so wanted before. So genuinely wanted before in my life. My parents always treated me like I was a daughter they’d accidentally had and just felt like it was their duty to raise. The few boys who were sort of interested in me throughout my life were always interested in me because their friends were interested in my friends, and as it turns out, my only “real” boyfriend, Emerson, was only interested in taking my virginity so he could add me to his list of conquests.But Nate…Nate makes me feel like the center of the universe. When he looks at me, it’s like he could care less about what’s going on around us; I’m the only thing that matters. When I speak, he’s not distracted; he’s only listening to me. And when he touches me, it’s like we’re bound by some invisible universal connection that was always there just waiting to be discovered.I can’t explain it, but as silly as it sounds, I’m almost sure that as I stare at him from across the sunny sands of the beach where he
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-07Kiss It Better 13 - Anastasia.
A few hours later, we’re in his car on our way to a restaurant. I’m wearing a brand-new black dress and a pair of black heels Nate bought me that both fit perfectly and probably cost more than everything in my bedroom back home combined. If it wasn’t for Nate at my side with his hand on my knee, I’d feel completely out of place as we pull up in front of the building, which has a man in a tie obviously providing valet service.“Hey,” Nate says, looking right at me. “Relax. It’s just a restaurant.”“Yeah, where Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie have probably gotten caviar,” I reply.“Don’t be silly.” He smiles. “They order the truffle risotto, but they haven’t been here in years. Now come on. Enjoy your meal with me, please? I want to spoil you tonight, is that so wrong?”“Of course not.” I smile. “You’re too sweet. I just—”“If at any point you feel uncomfortable, we’ll go back to my house and order pizza or Chinese. Whatever you pick. Deal?”I leap at the opportunity. “Deal!”Nate chuckles
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-07Kiss It Better 14 - Nate.
On big days like this, even after years of being an attorney, it generally takes me about a half an hour to get my mind fully set for the day and what’s ahead of me. However, today, I wake up feeling ready to face the world and maybe actually take it over. And I know exactly why.Anastasia.The girl has lit a fire inside me so strong and so hot that as I march into the office, I feel absolutely unstoppable. Everyone else can see it in me too. I can tell by the looks in their eyes as I walk past. Even the secretaries and interns let their gaze linger on me an extra few seconds beyond what they normally would. There must be an extra “pep in my step” today, as they say.I meet Tom, one of my senior associates, at the door to my office. I can see he’s got a lot to go over with me today, but as I approach, he cocks his head slightly and gives me a look.“Have a nice day off?”“You could say that,” I reply. “You might even say I’d prefer to have had another one instead of coming back in her
Huling Na-update : 2025-02-08
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Kiss It Better 31 - Zarina.
I love everything about our little seaside village of Ferragudo, but it’s especially magical in the early hours of the morning, when only the fish and the birds are awake. I love coming out onto our deck to observe the calm, quiet world. Usually, I can even manage to get a good page or two written before the kids wake up.I curl my hands around my mug of coffee, the tendrils of steam evaporating into the cool air, and smile before taking a sip. The last ten years have been better than anything I could have ever hoped for. Finn and I had the most beautiful wedding right here on the beach, just a few miles away from where we now live.The ceremony was small and intimate and absolutely perfect. Finn cried, and yeah, I was a blubbering mess by the end as well. Standing there next to him, peering into those deep brown eyes while the waves tickled my feet was one of the greatest moments of my life. I finally felt like I was right where I belonged, with someone who wanted me as much as I wan
Kiss It Better 30 - Finn.
Zarina slumps over the balcony as I pull out of her, our combined releases dripping down her thighs. Jesus, I’m almost ready to go again at the sight. Spinning her around, I scoop my woman up in my arms and carry her to my bed, ridding her of her clothes before stripping down and crawling in beside her.She snuggles up next to me and I wrap an arm around her, tucking her closer into my side. “I love you so damn much,” I whisper into the top of her head. She sighs so sweetly, her breath tickling my bare chest.“I love you, too. Thank you.”“For what?”Zarina props herself up on her elbow, looking down at me. “For...everything. I...I don’t know how to explain it. Like your letter said, we haven’t known each other that long, but in a way, we have. I know you. I feel you right here,” she whispers, placing my hand over her heart. I slide it up her chest and wrap my fingers around the back of her neck, drawing her down for another kiss.“I feel you, too,” I murmur against her lips.“Did...d
Kiss It Better 29 - Finn.
Twenty minutes later, we're pulling up to my apartment. I've traveled from city to city and country to country over the last nineteen years, but this little apartment has served as home base in between gigs. I want something so much grander for my wife-to-be, but this will have to do for now.“It’s beautiful,” Zarina whispers as I help her out of the cab. The building itself is painted white, matching the other homes and buildings here in Ferragudo, Portugal. The seaside town is quite breathtaking and picturesque with boats adorning the shores and whitewashed homes dotting the skyline.“You’re beautiful,” I say with a grin when she rolls her eyes. “Now let’s get inside before I lose my mind.”I drag my Zarina through the lobby of the apartment building, almost forgetting her damn luggage again. She giggles and spins around in my arms once we step inside the elevator, getting up on her tiptoes to give me a kiss. I wrap my arms around her and haul her into my chest, groaning when I feel
Kiss It Better 28 - Finn.
I wipe a sweaty palm on my jeans and tighten my hold on the bouquet of wildflowers I gathered from one of my favorite parks overlooking the ocean. The plane should be landing any minute now, and I pray to every god I can think of that my babygirl is on it.These last three days have been absolute misery without her. I knew Darren would be upset, but I underestimated his temper, as well as his connections. After we gave our statements about what happened in the hotel room, Darren talked to the officers and apparently greased the wheels to have me fucking deported.After an arduous and humiliating journey back to Portugal in cuffs, I spent the night in a holding cell. I was released yesterday when they realized the charges were bogus, but TSA took my passport, so there was no way to hop on the next plane back to New York.And God, that’s all I’ve wanted to do. I won’t rest until Zarina is in my arms again. I need to hold her, to look at her sharp, beautiful eyes and tell her I love her.
Kiss It Better 27 - Zarina.
Over and over, picture after picture, Finn poured his heart out to me. That day at the farmers market he told me he communicated better with photos, but I think his words are just as powerful.Underneath the pile of photos, I see a letter folded up. I reach for it, handling it like a sacred document. To me, it is. Something falls out of the letter when I unfold it. Picking up the scrap of paper, I gasp when I see it’s a plane ticket to Portugal. My name is at the top, along with tomorrow’s date. Was this his plan all along? Was he going to bring me back to Portugal with him?I set the ticket down on the bed and reach for the letter again, hoping to find the answers to my questions.Zarina, my beautiful babygirl,I love every moment of every day with you. Everything you do is enchanting. Magical. I didn’t know what was missing in my life until you flashed those eyes at me and challenged me for control.We haven’t known each other long, but at the same time, my soul knows yours. You fee
Kiss It Better 26 - Zarina.
Three days. It’s been three days since Miriam hauled me out of the hotel. Three days since Finn made love to me. Three days since my heart was healed and then shattered.Where is he? What happened? Finn told me he loved me, but the doubts are starting to creep in.That first day, I collapsed on my bed and cried myself to sleep. I was so certain I would wake up next to my Daddy, but when I blinked my swollen eyes open, I was alone, just like I always am. I barely left my room the second day, only venturing out into the house to use the bathroom or grab something to eat.My father won’t even look at me. He’s hardly spoken ten words to me in the last few days. All I know is that he and Miriam got a call when they landed in Bora Bora from someone who saw Finn kissing me at the wedding. According to Miriam, I ruined her wedding and made a fool out of myself and my family.Last night, my dad told me he set up an interview with the dean of NYU next week to discuss my schedule for the fall. M
Kiss It Better 25 - Finn.
I feel her pussy knot around my shaft, squeezing me so damn tight it hurts in the best way. Zarina inhales a sharp breath as wave after wave of pleasure wracks her body. She claws at my back, ripping my skin open, making me roar my release and fill her with my seed. I come so damn hard I feel like I might pass out.“Breathe,” I say to myself as much as her.Zarina gasps for air and clings to me as her body trembles with the last of her orgasm. I slide her down my body and hold her close, kissing the top of her head.When we both have somewhat recovered, I step back and pour body wash into my hands before rubbing it over the dips and curves of her body. Zarina leans into me for support, making me smile at how thoroughly fucked and sated she is right now. When I’m done, she soaps me up and places a sweet kiss over my heart.I cup her face and kiss her deeply, passionately, but slowly. One drugging kiss leads to another and another, and before I know it, I’m spinning her around and placi
Kiss It Better 24 - Finn.
I strip out of what little clothes I have left on and then practically tear Zarina’s dress off of her, leaving her in a matching bra and panty set.“Hey!” she shrieks and then giggles. “Be careful! I don’t want you ruining another dress of mine.”I kiss her neck, needing my lips to be on some part of her body right this goddamn second. “I’ll buy you a new one,” I grunt, biting and kissing her again.I slide my hands down her body, gripping her thighs and lifting her gorgeous, curvy body up into my arms. She gasps and hooks her ankles behind my back. I growl and kiss down her neck as she arches her back and presses her body into mine.“Fuck, I need you,” I grunt before nipping at the sensitive skin below her ear.“I’m yours, Daddy,” she pants, rubbing her hot little pussy over my stomach letting me know she needs me, too.“Take a shower with me.” It’s not a question, it’s a command.She nods her head and twists her fingers in my hair, pulling me in for another kiss.I carry her into th
Kiss It Better 23 - Finn.
We walk silently through the market and take a cab back to the house, where I direct Zarina to pack an overnight bag. The sassy little smirk she gives me nearly has me tossing her on her bed and burying my cock between her pouty lips, but I manage to restrain myself.Once we’re packed up, I order an Uber to Four Seasons, ready to show my little love everything she’s asking for. Zarina smiles at me and snuggles into my side, content to let me take care of every little detail.My chest swells up with pride when I step out of the car and hold my hand out for my babygirl. She doesn’t hesitate to take my hand and let me lead her through the opulent lobby and onto the private elevator. I love that she trusts me like this. As soon as the doors shut, I slide my hands down her body and grip her hips, pulling her back against my front.She moans softly, melting into me as I trail kisses up and down her neck. My hands roam up her generous curves until I’m cupping her breasts. Zarina gasps and th
