I feel like there’s a miniature sun inside of me as I walk into the office wearing a brand-new outfit from Saks, replaying last night’s events in my mind. It must be the 55th time I’ve gone over them, and each time I do, I still get goose bumps.I was hoping Dominik would let me spend the night at his place, but after a few minutes of cuddling and pillow talk, he let me know politely that he had to get some sleep for work and that the car would take me home. Not wanting to be one of those girls who thinks that just because a guy had sex with her he’s suddenly in love with her, especially with my new boss. I also didn’t want to go and put a damper on my night by overthinking things either, so I took the ride back home and fell asleep a very happy girl.I’m buzzing with excitement for my second day of work. I don’t know what to expect, or how my working relationship with Dominik will be now after what happened last night, but I absolutely cannot wait to see him. But as the elevator door
The fact that I’m wearing no panties today is revealed as my skirt bunches up around my waist. Seeing the lust swim through his eyes as he looks down between my legs absolutely sends my head spinning. Moments ago, he was in a fit of rage and now he’s forgotten all about it. “Oh, you’re so fucking naughty, aren’t you?”“Only for you, Daddy,” I whimper, rocking my hips as I move closer.“And you shaved for Daddy, didn’t you?”“I did.” I smile, biting my lower lip. “I’ve never done that before. I never had a reason to…until now. Do you like it?”Dominik reaches out with two fingers and gently caresses my now smooth lips.“Do I like it?” he asks, as if my question doesn’t require a response. “Sweetheart, you’re absolute perfection.”He moves to spread me open, but I quickly slap his hand away and make a tsk sound with my teeth.“No, Daddy. That’s later. Right now is about you. You just sit back, relax, and let me do all the work.”I can’t even explain what’s come over me or how I’m doing w
I glance down at my watch. The car should be here by now.I’m anxious. I’m actually anxious waiting for her, and I never get anxious. I wasn’t anxious for tonight’s dinner with the starlet who’s tearing up the charts with her new hit single, I wasn’t anxious when we went to the board of Dash to buy their company, and I wasn’t anxious seven years ago when the company was at risk of going under. But I’m anxious now.Why? Because I want Sofia here right now, and the car should have been here three minutes ago. So where the hell are they?No one at work knows about us, so it’s silly to think that there could have been a kidnapping. If the car had broken down, I would have gotten an immediate update from the driver. And the GPS tracker on my phone shows the dot right on top of mine, so they should be here.I go to the window again and glance outside just as the car pulls up out front. Instantly, I feel my whole body relax. I take a breath and watch as the door opens and she steps out. My b
I toss my head back to the ceiling and growl like some kind of animal, gripping the sides of her head with both hands as she works me over like a pro. It’s hard to believe that I’m the first man she’s done this to, but not surprising. Sofia is a fast learner, and I can’t even imagine what amazing times lay ahead of us.I guide her with my hands, showing her just how I like it – the speed, the depth, the rhythm. She’s moaning as I teach her, and it’s not long before I can’t hold out any longer and I’m lifting her up and tossing her down onto the couch beneath me. Only this time she’s not on her back; this time she’s on her stomach and I’m spreading her legs nice and wide so I can get a good view of everything.“So fucking pretty,” I growl as I position myself.“Yeah?” she whimpers. “You-you like it?”“Baby, every inch of you is like a work of art. And you are priceless.”As I enter her, it’s not just our bodies coming together, it’s so much more. And I know she feels it too. Don’t ask
Trying not to be giddy and grinning like a little girl at work is the hardest part of my day today, especially since I’m new and don’t know everybody like that yet.Last night was incredible, and sleeping over at Dominik’s was pure magic. We took a car to the office together, but I got out a block down the street and came in a few minutes after just so no one would suspect anything. Even though Dominik is CEO and can make or break his own rules about office romance, we decided to still keep things on the downlow for now, just so it doesn’t seem like the boss’ new girl got her position by putting herself in every...position.His replacement phone in one hand and a stack of files from Carlos in the other, I stride up to Dominik’s office door and knock in a very girly way, a way that will let him know without question that it’s me.“Yes?” Dominik replies with a tone that lets me know he knows. Warmth fills my chest as I open the office door and step inside.“Hello, Mr. Cruz,” I say in my
When I finally escape from Jennifer Biggins and her kiss-ass pitch trying to get me to do an interview for the new online magazine she’s starting and make my way back to the drinks table, I find Sofia’s seltzer glass but no Sofia. Assuming she’s gone to the bathroom, I wait a few minutes, but after she doesn’t return, I start to get worried, so I go find Carlos.“Hey, have you seen Sofia?”“Yeah, I saw her heading for the door a few minutes ago,” he replies.“What?” I reply, stunned. “Where was she going? Why didn’t you stop her?”“Stop her?” he asks. “I assumed you’d sent her to go do something.”“Do something?” I sigh. “No, she was supposed to stay here with me and—”I freeze. My words catch in my throat when I see her. Gretchen is passing through the door heading into the corridor leading to the larger of the two entertaining rooms set up for tonight. She’s dyed her hair and is wearing something inconspicuous, but I’d recognize that walk anywhere. And when I see her, I realize what
Four Years Later…I feel like a proud father, sitting with the rest of the families, watching as the students take the stage in cap and gown to accept their diplomas. Only to my wonderful NY grad, I’m not father, I’m Daddy.After accepting my marriage proposal, Sofia then accepted my offer to leave her secretarial position at my company and attend NYU for four years to earn her bachelor’s in psychology. She also minored in accounting so she could “make sure I never accidentally threw away my entire fortune.” That was entirely her idea, and it only made me love her more. It turned out that first time with me hadn’t gotten her pregnant, and so we got her on the pill right away so I could go bare for the subsequent four years.“Sofia Cruz,” the announcer says over the loudspeaker. Unable to help myself as my gorgeous wife steps out onto the stage, I stand up and clap my hands together like my favorite NBA team just won the championship. I whistle and holler, causing her to blush.“I neve
Violeta Jovit knows that she's got until her college days are over to find a husband, or her overprotective, nosy family would pick one for her. Thankfully, the only man she's been having a hard time getting out of her head and system lives in the same building as her. As the days whizz past, she starts bumping into Knox over and over again, and in unexpected situations too.It's too much to be just a coincidence, but Violeta doesn't care. His charm and sweet tongue makes her fall into his arms.Knox has tried his best to keep his distance from Violeta, who is his older brother's wife's sister. She's innocent, and deserves a good man. And he's the furthest thing from being good. When a wild night drives his friends to make a bet on who can nail her first, he tells them to count him in. Violeta may be tough as nails, but he's determined to stake his claim first. He'd much rather prefer she ends up with him than any of his dingbat friends.All is good as long as Violeta never finds out
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
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
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
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.
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
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
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
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
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