“Justin should be reaching out to you about the new contract…” I replied. “Awesome. So, I guess no one would complain if we started a little early…” he said with a satisfied smile. With that, he pulled me up from my seat before he sat down on my chair instead. Then his hand began pulling me down onto his lap. I found myself sitting on his lap and his arms were around my waist in no time at all. “Brandon, let’s not…” I murmured softly. “Wrong dress…” he said as his hands began cupping my breasts. His lips captured mine in a playful kiss that put all my protests on hold. His lips felt warm on mine before he parted my lips with the wet tip of his tongue. Slowly, I parted my lips and granted his tongue entry into my mouth. He moaned softly into our kiss before his tongue began dancing fervently along with mine. Our kiss quickly deepened as Brandon began kissing me from various angles. His large manly hands kneaded my breasts over my dress. I moaned into our kiss as his hand began car
While he listened to whoever was talking to him on the other end of the line, his other hand continued thrusting his long and thick fingers in and out of my hole. I bit my lower lip to keep myself from crying out despite myself. “Can Chandler and his team handle it?” Brandon asked sternly. I whimpered as my body continued writhing on his lap. His fingers continued to finger my hole relentlessly. Although he was on the phone, his fingers were still actively thrusting in and out of my hole. His fingers stretched and filled my hole as it worked to stimulate the pleasure spots deep inside of my love hole. His fingers curled up inside of me as he explored around the upper walls of my pussy until he found my sensitive spot. I placed my hands over my mouth as I cried out from the pleasure of his fingers thrusting fast and hard against my g-spot. “I’ll talk to their CEO soon about it. I just met him recently,” Brandon spoke into the phone. My pussy clenched tighter around his finger as my
I smiled and nodded at him thankfully. Not knowing what was in store for me for tomorrow, I felt slightly nervous, but I tried to stay optimistic about everything. There’s supposed to be a very thin line between nervousness and excitement. If I worked myself up the right way, I could end up feeling excited about facing the unknowns of tomorrow. As agreed with Brandon, I met him at his office and from there he would drive us to one of his family estates where we would be meeting his parents. I had to admit that I didn’t manage to work myself up the right way. Overall, I still dreaded meeting his parents and visiting his family estate. However, this was part of my job, and I knew that I had to suck it up and get it done. “You’re right on time,” Brandon said as a way of greeting me. He was leaning against his luxury sportscar, and I wondered how long he had been waiting for me. I offered him a smile and he gestured for me to take the passenger seat. I followed him to the passenger sid
“The Master and Madame are waiting for your arrival in the main dining room. They’ve asked for you to join them for lunch once you’ve arrived,” the butler quickly informed Brandon.“Thank you. We’ll head there now,” Brandon said casually. “Don’t worry about your luggage, I will put them in your room for you,” the butler said.Luggage? I don’t remember packing anything since I didn’t even know that I had to stay over for the night. Was there a way that I could get out of this one? Maybe if I talk to Brandon…“Thank you. Our luggage is in the car,” Brandon replied smoothly. I shot him another inquisitive look and he winked at me. It was clear that he planned all this. I hated the way that Brandon always seemed to get his way in everything. I rolled my eyes when the butler had turned away from us. “Come on, Elena. I’ll take you to meet my parents,” Brandon said with a smile. “I don’t remember agreeing to spend the night with you here,” I muttered accusingly. “What are you talking a
Brandon gave my hand a reassuring squeeze as he led me towards the dining table. I was partly glad that I didn’t have a meal like this with his parents when we were really dating. This was going to be a complete disaster and I knew it. Brandon didn’t seem too disturbed by his mother’s openly cold attitude towards me. It was like everything was proceeding along just like how he had expected it to. Brandon pulled out a chair for me and gestured for me to take a seat. I thanked him politely as I put on my perfect smile. Brandon took the seat next to mine. Looking up from the hands that I had clenched on my lap, my gaze came in direct contact with those of his parents who were seated opposite from us. “Dear, Brandon is here to have lunch with us…” the lady spoke up sweetly as she addressed her husband. “I can see that already,” the master of the estate replied coldly. I had to say that I could see where Brandon got his good looks from and also his slightly cold attitude at times. My b
Brandon was spot on when he told me what his parents wanted from us. They wanted a child, badly, and they were blunt and open about it. I wondered how long they have been pressuring Brandon about producing the next heir to the family. That thought made a shiver run through my body. Thankfully, Brandon excused us from the lunch soon afterwards which was exactly what I wanted because I couldn’t eat much. With the mood that I was in, I had absolutely no appetite and everything that I put in my mouth felt tasteless if not completely disgusting. I wanted to be alone with Brandon so that I could give him a piece of my frustrated mind. “Why did you agree to his request just like that?” I asked in a snappy voice when we were alone in the rooms that were prepared for us. The sitting room was luxurious decorated just like the rest of the mansion and adjoined to it was the bedroom that had been prepared for us. Brandon sat down on the sofa casually like the whole affair didn’t bother him at a
“Oh, I forgot to answer your question. I know how to ride decently well even if I do say so myself. However, I haven’t ridden for a long time now,” I confessed. “She shouldn’t be hard to handle. She’s well trained and quite calm. Please take it slow at first,” Will suggested. “I’ll be with her so you don’t have to worry, Will,” Brandon said reassuringly.“Right. I’ll help lead your horses outside with my boys so you can be on your way,” Will said with a few enthusiastic nods of his head. Brandon took my hand casually in his and led me out of the stables to the grass field that was located right in front of it. The white fence that surrounded the large lush green area made the scene look like something straight out of a countryside movie. The small white dandelion flowers that grew around the fence only added to the beauty and serenity of the landscape. I lifted a hand to shield my eye from the sun above as I admired my surrounding. The weather today was indeed perfect. The puffy w
Brandon swung his leg over his horse and gracefully dismounted. I quickly did the same so that our horses could rest. I led my horse over to the stream as I followed Brandon’s example. “I never knew that you liked the outdoors like this…” I said as I recalled his days working on the computer. He was always indoors and didn’t seem like the active type. Of course, I wasn’t surprised that he could ride. It was almost expected that we learnt these things as part of etiquette and to make sure that we could ‘socialize’ properly in the ‘right society’. I just never thought that he would enjoy it as much as he seemed to. “I don’t. I don’t mind spending time with you, though,” Brandon replied before flashing me a charming smile. That smile was very dangerous. I looked away as I pretended to pay attention to my horse before he would see me blush. Old habits die hard, and I found myself responding easily to his smile. “The horses shouldn’t run off but let’s tie them to the tree here just in
“What are you sorry about, Elena? Are you sorry for turning me down?” he asked.His cold and very calm tone made my body tremble, and I could feel myself sweating from my own nervousness. I wanted to answer him but then I realized that I didn’t know what I was sorry for. “Please let me go home. I’ll make it up to you another day,” I said to excuse myself for the day. I turned to reach for the car door and once again I felt his grip on my arm pulling me back. It was rare for Brandon to act persistent like this, and it just made me want to scream at him out of frustration. I whirled around to face him ready to do just that.“What is it that you really want?” I spat. “To have sex with you,” he replied smoothly.“You know well that that isn’t want I’m talking about…” I said through clenched teeth as my frustration quickly turned to anger. “What’s wrong, Elena? If you can do it with him in the hospital, surely, you can do it with me here in the car…” he said as he stared at me with a v
The lights turned green, and we were on our way again. Our brief yet intense conversation came to a pause. We were getting close to the intersection where Brandon would usually let me off so that I could walk back to my place. The night felt darker than normal, and I wasn’t sure if that was because of my mood or not. Not a lot of cars were on the road which thankfully made the traffic lighter than normal. “Should we go to your room? It’s supposed to be really close by, isn’t it?” he suggested seductively. I turned to give him a curious look. His sudden question came out of nowhere and it surprised me even more to find that he seemed quite serious about it. My lips curved into a smile before I automatically began laughing it off as a passing comment that didn’t mean anything. “Thanks for driving me back,” I said as I reached for the door. There was no point in delaying my departure any further. We had arrived at the spot where I was supposed to get off and so I should do exactly th
“Yes, and I like it that way as long as I’m the only one buying,” he replied without missing a heartbeat. I bit hard on my lower lip when I had to admit to myself that I had asked him the wrong question and had invited this misfortune upon myself. His hand around mine felt warm and his grip was firm as he pulled me after him toward his car. Something told me that he wasn’t kidding when he said that. I let out a sigh when I resigned myself to following him silently to his car. Fortunately, there weren’t many cars on the road and traffic was extremely light. That meant that it wouldn’t take too long for him to drop me off so that I could walk back to my place. It wasn’t like I was scared of him, but I did feel uncomfortable being in the enclosed space of the car with him alone. The revealing and brightly colored dress that I had on did not make me feel better and I wondered why I wasn’t smart enough to opt for a pair of pants and matching blazer instead. Everything might have been in
The desire that I sensed in his intense gaze made my heartbeat quicken despite the many times that I told myself silently in my head to remain calm. My lips felt dry, and my tongue instinctively moved to lick my lower lip. “Thanks for the advice, I guess. If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave so you can get back to whatever it was you were working on,” I muttered softly as I tried my best to excuse myself. “One more thing before you go,” he said to halt my departure.This time it was Brandon who got out of his seat. I turned my head around as he walked toward the worktable in the room. To my surprise, he returned with a box. Brandon came to stand right in front of me before shoving the box toward me. “What is this?” I asked with a hint of suspicion. “Open it and you’ll see,” he said without answering my question. “Ok…” I murmured while feeling slightly confused. It was so like Brandon to be mysterious about everything. With what had just happened between us, I didn’t think
Maybe, just maybe, things would have turned out differently if he hadn’t left me. If we never broke up, my life might have been better or more normal. I was very tempted to think that it was his fault that I ended up the way I was. If I had been younger and less experienced, I would have thought exactly that. That it was all because he dumped me that I was forced to marry George to save my family’s face. Back then, I was too heartbroken to think straight or resist my parent’s proposal. The man that I chose out of my own free will had betrayed me and suddenly left. I was too shocked to even face reality and the mistake that I made. It made me lose all self-confidence that I could make any correct decisions in my life and that perhaps, my parents were the ones who knew better. If I had been younger, I would have pinned everything on Brandon as his fault. However, I was no longer that young, fresh, and green. I looked up and I couldn’t hold in my giggle and ended up laughing softly at
There were many things that I needed to apologize for, and I was certain that he knew that already. It was unfortunate, but I wasn’t in a position with a whole lot of bargaining power, and he absolutely knew that as well. It wasn’t going to be easy, but he wanted to hear me say it, then I had no other choice but to say it. “That day at the hospital, I was unprofessional. Although I was supposed to be working for you, I ended up serving another client when we happened to run into each other…” I said before I pressed my lips tightly into a thin line. My throat and my lips felt dry, and I had to run my tongue along my lower lip. Brandon did not say anything, and he did not seem at all impressed at my attempt to do things his way. His eyes stared coldly at me, and I knew that he was waiting for me to go on. “This is all still kind of new for me, and yes, I know that it’s not a great excuse, but I didn’t know how to handle running into two of my clients at the same time. I panicked…” I
Just as I had expected, within the already very private space was another level of privacy when he led me to a private room. Once again, I began to wonder what exactly Brandon had planned. Although he appeared the way that he always did, I couldn’t deny that the atmosphere between us was unusually tense. I wondered if he also felt the way that I did or if I was the only one who felt unusually stiff while we were together. “Sit anywhere you like,” he instructed casually as he gestured to the large set of white sofas in the middle of the room. My eyes scanned the pristinely white and modern interior of the private room that we were in. Apart from the large sofa set that was in the middle of the room, there was a very large shiny white work desk with a matching white leather chair. Brandon must have been working in this room before my arrival because his laptop still had its lid open on the table. “I didn’t know that you liked working in shared working spaces nowadays…” I said to make
Brandon was definitely the heir to the largest chain of casinos on top of hotels for sure. Brandon never played any game unless he was the gamemaster. I have never seen him lose a bet before either in my life. George was seriously a fool to think that he could win against Brandon and at his own casino at that. So now, what game is he going to make me play?The only way to find out was to ask him. I thought that that was ironic in and of itself. If I had to pick, then I would say that I would prefer not to see Brandon. Although what happened was more my fault than his, my desire to hide away from him outweighed my rational sense and reason to want to meet him. Before I would chicken out and change my mind, I took out my phone and sent a simple text to Brandon. ‘Where and when do you want to meet me?’ I counted silently in my mind to around twenty as I stared at my phone screen. Just as I had anticipated, Brandon sent me back a reply within that timeframe. Had he been expecting for m
“About that trip to the orphanage that we were talking about…” he began before looking at me as if to gauge my reaction. “I’d still love to go if you still want me to,” I replied almost immediately. “Really?” Adrian asked with such an excited look on his face. Suddenly, he appeared much younger and a lot more innocent. Just like an excited little boy who had successfully invited his friend on a trip, he beamed a smile at me. With what had happened between us, maybe he thought that I would have changed my mind about going on a trip with him. If he was someone else, that might have turned out to be the case. However, if I was being honest, I really looked forward to going on that trip with him. It wasn’t just because it was a chance to spend more time with Adrian, but the idea of visiting orphanages felt like the right thing to do for me. Getting in contact with my past life might do me some good and help me figure out something about my sense of self and who I was. After being adop