I pushed my conflicting thoughts aside for the moment and turned my attention back to my mom. "Mom, would you mind giving me Rosie's phone number? I lost it somewhere along the way, and now I'd like to get in touch with her and maybe arrange to meet up." I missed my best friend. She was the only one who truly understood me through and through, who knew all my secrets and loved me anyway."Of course, of course!" Mom's face lit up at the mention of Rosie. She'd always adored my boisterous best friend, even when we were getting into trouble as teenagers. She located Rosie's contact info on her phone and handed it to me with the number already displayed on the screen. "Here you go, sweetie. I know how much you've been missing that girl. She's been asking about you, you know."Another pang of guilt. I'd been neglecting so many important relationships lately. With a deep breath, I quickly typed the number on my new phone, my finger hovering over the call button for a moment be
I was deep in conversation with my mom and Rosie, who had arrived earlier than expected, when Robert stumbled into the living room shirtless, as was his usual custom after waking up from a nap. He stretched lazily, letting out a jaw-cracking yawn."Oh man, I'm so freakin' tired," he mumbled in his morning voice, not seeming to notice me at first.I cleared my throat loudly. "I'm here, you goof. Didn't you miss your favorite sister while I was gone?" I couldn't resist teasing.Robert's eyes finally landed on me, his face splitting into a broad grin. "Lavi! Oh my god, the whole place has been dull as hell without you around," he exclaimed, crossing the room in a couple of long strides to envelop me in a big bear hug, his bare chest warm against my cheek."I missed you too, you big lug," I laughed, hugging him back tightly before we separated.Time seemed to fly by in the blink of an eye as we all caught up, swapping stories and reliving old memories until my stomach literally sta
"Are you kidding me, Karl? Please don't tell me you're actually considering punishing me by locking me up in that creepy red room again?" I asked in a trembling voice, unable to stop the violent shudder that ripped through me at the mere thought of being imprisoned in that bizarre torture space once more.The memories of the last time he had subjected me to that still haunted my nightmares - being stripped bare and restrained, helpless and at his mercy as he used me as his personal plaything for hours on end. The countless inventive ways he had found to tease, torment and overwhelm my senses with exquisite and unbearable sensations of pleasure and pain until I was a sobbing, delirious wreck. I had been certain he was going to break me that night.The dark, hungry look in Karl's eyes vanished, his expression brightening considerably into one of obvious amusement as a deep chuckle rumbled up from his chest."Ha! Got you going there for a second, didn't I, baby?" he grinned widely
Karl finally pulled back, leaving me stunned and gasping for air. He swiftly removed his belt and held it contemplatively in his hands, eyeing me with an odd look I couldn't quite decipher. My gaze immediately fixated on the simple strip of leather, and my stomach dropped as I realized exactly what kind of "punishment" he had in mind. Surely he couldn't be serious? This had to just be another one of his twisted little mind games to mess with me."You know, I think you can actually help me out a little here, my lovely wife," he mused with a sly grin, gently tracing the line of my jaw with the cool leather of the belt in a deceptively tender caress.I eyed the belt warily, feeling a bead of sweat trickle down the side of my face and a sick feeling blossomed in my stomach. My mouth had gone bone dry, making it impossible to respond as I searched his face for any hint of playfulness or deception. But his expression remained unreadable, his eyes burning with an intensity that made me
Karl came back not a minute later. His eyes burned with an intense lust that made my breath catch in my throat. He raked his heated gaze over my half-naked form in a way that felt like a physical caress, hungrily drinking in every exposed inch of my flushed skin."What's with that look?" I inquired in a small, anxious voice. The predatory, ravenous expression on his face made me want to simultaneously run for the hills and throw myself shamelessly at his feet in wanton submission.A slow, wicked grin curved Karl's lips as he crawled back on the bed. He caged me in effortlessly, his thick, muscular frame blanketing my own when the hard ridge of his straining erection pressed insistently against the soft skin of my inner thigh. The blatant reminder of his arousal made me shudder."What's the matter, honey?" he practically purred in that deep, rumbling baritone that never failed to make my knees go weak. He leaned down until his face was just mere inches from my own, near eno
“Ouch! You damn beast!” I screamed in discomfort. "Who exactly is at fault here? Who was it that was begging and pleading for me to 'fuck me harder and faster' just a little while ago?" Karl mimicked my voice in a high-pitched, mocking tone as he gently stroked my flushed cheeks with the backs of his fingers. His touch felt simultaneously soothing yet ignited sparks of arousal low in my belly.My face burned even hotter with embarrassment at being so brazenly called out on my wanton behavior from earlier. I could feel the blush spreading down my neck and across my chest. "Okay, okay, let's just move on from that. I really need to take a shower and get cleaned up. Can you please hand me your shirt?" I asked, desperately trying to change the subject and regain some semblance of modesty.He eyed me up and down with unabashed desire, taking in my naked form hungrily. "Why the hell should I do that, honey? Don't tell me you're feeling all shy and prudish now after the wild, insatiable w
The brilliant morning sunlight streamed through the gauzy curtains, bathing the rumpled bed linens in a warm, buttery glow. I blinked my eyes open slowly, squinting against the brightness as I took in my deliciously aching body with a full-body stretch. Every muscle seemed to protest the simple movement, sending little twinges of residual soreness lancing through me from the previous night's exertions."Good morning, gorgeous," a deep voice murmured directly into my ear, its rich timbre still roughened by sleep. I startled slightly at the unexpected sound, turning to find Karl awake and propped up on one elbow beside me. His tousled hair was sticking up in all directions, giving him an almost boyishly handsome look in the soft lighting, and a sleepy half-smile curved his full, sensuous lips."Slept well?" he asked, leaning in to brush a kiss against the corner of my mouth. His warm breath fanned across my cheek, carrying the faint, musky scent of sleep, sex, and something earthy
We finally pulled up to the Sullivan family estate after an eternity navigating through dense traffic and multiple security checkpoints. After two grueling hours later than anticipated. I gaped a little when the imposing white mansion came into view.It was an absolutely sprawling contemporary building with sleek lines, huge windows, and gleaming white stucco that seemed to almost glow in the afternoon sunlight. The place looked like it belonged in the pages of an architectural digest, not tucked away in the countryside. Even from the circular driveway, I could tell the home was easily over 10,000 square feet of pure, unadulterated luxury.You only needed to take one quick glance at the grand property, surrounded by well-groomed grounds and gardens to realize that the Sullivans were part of the elite upper echelon when it came to wealth. Their net worth was undoubtedly in the tens of billions, if not more.While my own family was certainly well-to-do and wanted for nothing, the