Emily's POV. It's been a few days since we arrived New York, and thankfully, everything was sailing smoothly. I had jumped into work as soon as I arrived, I needed to get everything done as soon as possible and head back to London. Thankfully, there hasn't been any form of contact between Liam and I since my stay here and I hoped it will remain that way, for as long as possible. "I look forward to hearing from you, sir," I grinned widely as I walked out of the meeting hall, while the manager of the company where I had gone to pitch my proposal walked me to the parking lot. From the wide smile on his evident that he was impressed by my presentation.Who wouldn't? I learnt from the best and I can not be any less than that. "Do have a nice day," he waved at me before turning around and walked back into the building. "How was your presentation ma'am?" My new driver, Hardin asked."It was perfect, Hardin, I guess we'll just sit back and expect good news fro m them," I replied. He no
Emily's POV. It was Liam. My eyes weren't deceiving me, he really is the one. He was squatting before Aria, stroking her cheeks and whispering things that made her blush. I didn't quite get what was going on, could Liam be Aria's father?If true, then life seem to be playing a really tricky game with me. Of all the schools in New York, I just had to register my kids in the same school with his, and now they are friends.I watched as he leaned closer towards Liam, whispering to him as well. I guess he was aware that they were friends. Suddenly, he grabbed Aria's hands, waving the kids goodbye and made to turn towards the door. I quickly hid behind the door, turning around and hurried down the hallway.When I was certain that he was gone, I came out of my hiding place and hurried back towards the classroom. "Mom, where did you go? Aria's father was here, you would have met him," My heartbeat increased drastically as he further confirmed that Liam was really Aria's father.He r
Liam's POV.I sat freely on the office seat, twirling gently as I awaited Jeremy, and the lady he spoke so highly about.I wondered what was keeping them.Jeremy and I weren't friends, neither are we close, instead we were just business partners. I owned half of his company, he had come to me when he went bankrupt few years ago, and for my assistance, he signed a fifty percent ownership deal and basically his company became co-owned by us.Hence, I was required to be present for most of his business meetings, though I held the power to decline if I wasn't disposed to attend, but their was something about how he kept talking about the lady who was coming with the proposal that made me actually want to see for myself. He spoke so highly of her, he wouldn't stop gushing about her achievements in London where she was based, I could tell he really wanted to give her a shot. Surprisingly, I was interested in what she had to offer, and if she truly was good as he claimed, maybe I could c
Emily's POV."The meeting is not necessary, you have the deal already," he blurted, and I tried to stop myself from bursting into laughter.Why was he acting weird? He was the one who served me the divorce papers in his clear eyes, why then was he acting like he was glad to see me again?"I'm sorry, but I don't do well with unmerited credits," I stared at him deep in the eyes as I spoke, my gaze unwavering. "Emily please," he made to grab my hands but I was quick enough to tuck them away beyond his reach. And did he say "please" to me?That was the first time I was hearing those words from him, it has always been me who was on the pleading stand all through the years of our marriage. "Emily, I'm deeply sorry, I caused you so much pain, you didn't didn't deserve any of that, please forgive me," I exhaled a deep breath and looked away. "Liam, let's not do this please." I found it really weird seeing him plead. It was all new to me. I had thought he would be more pissed to see me
Liam's POV.I sat in my study, my mind filled with the thought of Emily. The study room was the only place where I could be free from Nichole, she had taken the leverage that we were getting married to rub herself all over me at every given chance. If only she knew how complicated things have gotten now.It's been an entire day since the occurrence between Emily and I and I still can't shake her thoughts off my head. I felt a twinge of pain each time I remembered the look in her eyes. They were laced with anger and coldness.Her bitter look, her angry words. It all flashed through my head, haunting me terribly.It wasn't my intention for things to go the way they did. I was misled by my obsession for Nichole that I hadn't realized how badly I was hurting her, but I was willing to make make up for everything, if she will give me the chance. Despite how ugly things had gotten between us, I burned with unfulfilled desires and deep cravings for her. Her thoughts totally consumed my h
Emily's POV. I woke up the next morning feeling a lot more energetic. The flashback of my encounter with Liam flashing through my head. Every bit of his words continued to replay in my head and despite how hard I tried to get it off my head and think of something else, it was persistent. A lot of things seemed to have changed since I left New York, especially with Liam.How was it even possible that he no longer detested me like he used to? Instead, he wanted to get back together with me?I couldn't help but wonder what might have happened to change his mind towards me this much, four years ago, Liam would rather remain single for the rest of his life than stay married to me, now suddenly he's all over me. This is really going to pose to be a huge distraction for me, I have loved him desperately even when he loathed me, what happens now that he felt the same way for me?As much as I was somewhat pleased with his sudden change towards me, I couldn't afford to let anything happen be
Emily's POV.If there was a more quiet way to drive a car, I would have taken such method as I drove into Liam's mansion. It felt just like yesterday when this was my home, not much seemed to have changed.I tried to hold back my laughter as they gate guard was frozen to the point of almost peeing in his pants as he opened the gate for me, catching a sight of me through the window. It was still the same gate guard since four years ago. I couldn't help but wonder why he looked so shocked to see me, did they really think that I was going to die of hunger after my separation with Liam?Well, truly, that could have happened if Adrian didn't come into the picture. "Aria's house is so big!" Nadia squealed as we drove in. "Don't forget to totally be of good behavior okay? Don't disappoint mommy," I said as soon as I came to a halt at the front porch. "Of course, Mom," they chorused climbing down from the car. "Don't forget the gifts," I quickly grabbed the boxes of gifts beside me and
Emily's POV."Aria, take your friends to your room to play, I'll come get you guys once the dining is set," Nichole said. Aria nodded, signalling Ryan and Nadia to come with her. They turned towards me, a wide grin playing on their lips. "Bye mom," "Bye bunnies," I smiled, watching as they scurried off with Aria towards her room. "They are so adorable," Mrs Johnson giggled. "They really are," I replied, casting Aria a side glance as I spoke. "Oh shoot! I totally forgot I had something on fire," Mrs Johnson suddenly exclaimed. "I'll go check it out, Nichole please prepare the dining, and Emily darling, please make yourself comfortable," she reached out to tap my shoulder before rushing off to the kitchen. Just as I had expected, Nichole quickly turned around to face me, a huge scowl on her face. "If it isn't the maltreated housewife, Emily," she chuckled. "What are you doing here?"I giggled amusedly. "Well, it's nice to finally meet the real you, Nichole, and not that facade yo
Aria's POV.Ryan had other ideas, he grabbed me by the upper arms and pulled me up off the floor, lifted me up, and broke the oral spell that held me in thrall. His hand slid under my skirt and slipped his fingers between me and the crotch of my panties. He pulled--hard--and then pulled again, and the fabric parted. He yanked again, an urgent, impatient tug, and I felt the thin material rip and start to come away. With a loud growl he laid me face down over his lap so I was jammed against him and the wheel, threw my skirt up, and yanked them unceremoniously off my body."What is he doing?"A sharp gasp escaped my lips as I realized I was in the vulnerable, ass-up spanking position, laid over his knees, my bottom naked under his hand, he captured my wrists in one hand and pushed them out of the way. He drew his hand back and I steeled myself for what was coming.The slap of his hand on my ass was amazingly loud in the car, and immediately I felt the sharp sting and burn. Then another
Aria's POV.He seemed to know this. He seemed to know just what I wanted, and he grabbed my bra and pulled it up over my boobs, then attacked them with a vengeance, sucking, licking, squeezing one while he devoured the other. I felt pleasure like fire rush through my veins. His passion were so intense, so overwhelming I could hardly breathe.He let go of my wrist and his right hand went back under my skirt, finding my sodden panties and pushing the crotch aside. I felt him grab the end part of the vibrator that clung to my clit and pulled it all the way out, I cried out, arching up against him, the violence of my reaction freeing my trapped arm. I grabbed his hair and tried to pull his mouth up to mine, but he remained stubbornly at my tits as his fingers worked in the swampy folds of her cunt."Please, " I whispered. "Please..." But even I didn't know what I was asking for, and he wasn't taking any orders anyway. He fingered me till I felt myself start to bear down and the looming or
Aria's POV. "Wait a minute! Wait!" I grabbed at my skirt, trying to push it down. "We shouldn't be doing this here, what if we get caught? The glass is tinted." As if I've never noticed it before, I realized the nerves in my thighs were connected directly to my cunt, and his touch was causing me to lubricate and my cunt to swell of its own volition, in strict disobedience to my wishes. I was getting excited. I shouldn't, we needed to get to the room where it's safer, and yet I was getting excited.He chuckled mockingly, the sly smirk on his face was evident that he was enjoying how hard I was trying to resist him, but he had the upper hand anyway. Shortly, he was lying on top of me, touching me in the most sensitive places, and I couldn't think. His fingers pressed against the embarrassing damp spot in my panties just as his mouth came down on mine, muffling my intended cry of caution.My left arm was trapped against the back of the seat but my right arm was free, and I used it to
Aria's POV. "Aria, I didn't see you at the dancefloor?" I heard Mom's voice from behind as they walked back to our table. Thankfully, the nearby waiter had already helped fix our table again, and I was also able to fix myself. I knew if I didn't, Mom won't fail to realize that something is off. "Her suitor only wanted to talk, and not dance." Ryan replied. "Good for you," she shrugged. "Anyways, my husband and I are going to retire for the night now, enjoy the rest of your night kiddies," she added, grabbing Dad's hands and they rushed upstairs. "Retiring for the night indeed." Ryan suddenly blurted and we bursted into laughter. "We should retire for the night too, don't you think?" "Look who can't wait to have me." He teased. "Don't get ahead of yourself, I just want to sleep." I snapped at him."You know you don't." He persisted. Of course I don't, all I want for the night is him, call me an addict or whatever but I'm just trying to get enough of him before Mom and Dad fin
Aria's POV."Hi." He flashed me a warm smile as he got to our table."Hey." I tried to return his smile. "Can I sit please?" "That's actually for our parents," I heard Ryan suddenly say.So much for being such a chill guy now huh? He can't just help it. "Yes, but you can sit." I smiled warmly at him, turning to cast Ryan a warning glare."Sorry if I'm disturbing you though, I've just been watching you from afar, your smile is so beautiful, I couldn't help but push myself to come say hi." Awn, such sweet boy. "Thank you, that's really sweet." He nodded with a smile. "So, what's your name beautiful?" I could hear Ryan beginning to twitch noticeably on his seat at this point. Can this guy just take me to the dancefloor to avoid Ryan's wrath?"Aria." I managed to mutter.Almost immediately, I felt the familiar buzz in my panties again, but this time, it didn't stop. I sat back still just as the intensity on my clit increased. My eyes went wide and I grabbed both armrests. Ryan
Aria's POV.We walked down to our reservation, my heart beating hard against my chest, I couldn't wrap my head around why I felt so flushed. Could it possibly be because I was scared of how Mom and Dad were going to react to our lateness? Or because I had a tiny little vibrator stuffed away inside of me. As much as it brought some sort of tingling feelings in-between my legs, I couldn't also shake off the feeling of uncomfort that prodded me as I walked. It was my first time using a vibrator and I was scared it could fall off, even when Ryan had reassured me severally that it wouldn't fall off I still wasn't convinced, hence I was careful with each step that I took."Gosh, do they look scared?" I whispered to Ryan as we sighted Mom and Dad from afar. "Even if they are, it's worth it right?" He winked.What?I'm convinced that Ryan is an entirely breed of human. "Hey parents!" I squealed loudly as we got to the table, hoping to to get myself out of trouble with that."You both has
Aria's POV.The moment the footsteps faded, Ryan immediately goes to work again. His drenched finger tip drags across the sensitive nub, and he delves his fingers back into my depths. I gasp in rapture and shame, my eyes growing wide."Now that we're free from interruptions..." He kisses my neck, and begins stroking the delicate lining of my vaginal walls, once again. He slips his other hand from my breast, drifting it down and down... joining the other, just outside the moistness of my cunt. His middle finger continues to swirl, as the maddening sensations radiate outward.It took every bit of my concentration to form the simple words which have been trying desperately to make their way out. "Ryan! Please... you have to..." The word freezes on the tip of my tongue. 'Stop.' It's a simple, one syllable word! Why can't I say it? 'Because you want him to continue!' The shameful thought echoes inside, even as I strained to repress it. 'You want him to keep going, because you love this.' E
Aria's POV."P...Please!" My voice came out in a timid whisper. "I want... I want...!" In this moment, I want a million things, all of them buffeting my psyche for attention, and most of them wild and contradictory. "Oh Brent... Plea... please... mmmmm..."I swear that I can hear the subtlest squelching sound as he spreads my petals apart, and places the tip of his finger within the slick folds of my cunt. "Fuck... oh no.. oh yes.. oh please..." I have no idea what I want at this moment, but I want it so badly, my body is aching.He begins stroking, the tender ministrations felt so amazing blended with the sickening shameful knowledge that we had our parents waiting downstairs. My breath had gotten ragged and uneasy. He has not relinquished his grip on my breast either, and he continues working his hands into the soft flesh, effortlessly multitasking between the sensitive skin of my nipples and the incredibly sensitive skin of my cunt."Mmmmmmmm... fuck, oh fuck... Ryan! Ahhhh...!"A
Aria's POV. "Turn over." Ryan suddenly blurted as I walked out of the bathroom. "Why?" I raised my brows at him, clutching tightly to my towel, secured around my body. "Just do as I say, you stubborn chick." His hand came down hard on my butt cheeks. "Ouch. Ryan you are such a brute." I snapped at him, turning around reluctantly.Swiftly, he grabbed me by the waist and spun me around, bending me over the edge of the bed. "I have a gift for you." He chuckled. From the tone of his voice, I knew it wasn't going to be a pleasant gift, rather a nasty one. "Mhm.. flawless." I heard him growl, followed immediately by a little rub on my lower leg, right below the hem of my towel."Ryan, what are you doing?" "But first, we have to get you ready." "Ryan, No, whatever it is can wait, we have dinner plans with Mom and Dad and it's already time, they are gonna come looking for us if we don't show up on time," I tried to protest. "Yeah, we can delay them a bit, we will be there, right in