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The Dinner
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I looked up at Emerson, breathing hard, meeting his intense gaze as I ran my hands across his chest, feeling the firmness beneath my fingers. He shivered at my touch, his eyes following my every move, and I whispered, “You want me to stop?”For a second, his face tightened, and he nodded slowly, almost reluctantly. “Why?” I asked, my voice a gentle whisper, feeling the vulnerability in him. My hands roamed over his body, and as I leaned in, I placed a soft kiss on the left side of his chest, just over his heart. He inhaled sharply, catching my hand as if to steady himself, as if he couldn’t hold back.“What?” I murmured, raising my gaze to his face, searching his eyes for answers he wouldn’t say. But the hesitation was fading, replaced by a raw want that he could no longer hide.Standing on my tiptoes, I brushed my lips lightly against his, first a soft peck, a gentle nudge that grew as I kissed his cheek, then his jawline, tasting the warmth of his skin. When I finally pressed my
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I froze with my hand on the door. I wanted to turn back and look at him, but I didn’t. I knew what Emerson was like. I stood there for a few seconds as the room grew tenser. And then I smiled. I opened the door and left, not closing it behind me, not making a move to acknowledge his words or acknowledge him at all. I went straight to my room, with a mixture of emotion within myself.I was fuming with anger, but for some reason, I couldn’t explain, I was smiling. And then, out of nowhere, I started laughing. I didn’t even know what was so funny. 'What the hell is wrong with Emerson? What is wrong with him?' I thought to myself. 'He did not just say that to me.' But I knew he did. He just did. I sat on the bed, replaying every second of our night together in my head. It was amazing. It was everything I’d hoped for. So why in the world was Emerson acting this way?Maybe Emerson is just like his son, Eric. Maybe they’re the same. 'What was I supposed to understand from this? That I wa
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Before I knew it, I was avoiding everybody in the house. I was living like a parasite, and I didn’t even know how it came to be this way. I was avoiding Madeline, so whenever I needed food or anything in the kitchen, I had to make sure she wasn’t there. I’d sneak in, grab what I needed, and then disappear, or I’d have to ask Thomas to bring my food to my room.I was avoiding Rose, too. Of course, whenever I passed her, she didn’t say anything. But we all know the look, she was giving it, pretending she wasn’t, but I could feel it on me, every single time.And then there was Emerson. After the way he kicked me out of his room, I was in no state to see him. I wasn’t ready to talk, wasn’t ready to let him look at me with pity or apologies, or whatever expression he’d have on his face. I just couldn’t. The last thing I needed right now was anything from him, so I kept my distance. I was running low on motivation, on happiness, and it wasn’t just him; it was everything. I was just down, f
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I smiled as I sashayed slowly towards him like a cat on the prowl. I reached where he was sitting as he looked up at me, frozen, with no words, nothing to say. I removed my robe and I could see him sucking on his saliva as he blinked a few times. He opened his mouth and I could feel a protest coming from him, so I put my finger on his lips and shut him up. I took the laptop from his hands and put it beside the bed. I put my legs on top of his thighs and sat on top of him. I looked at him and it was silent between us for a minute. “I….. I….“ he began, but I stopped him again. “Shhh…..“ I told him slowly as I kissed him tenderly, swiftly into his soft lips and then I kissed his nose and then I kissed both his eyes and then I kissed his forehead. I pulled his head towards my chest and just hugged him there. I had missed him and it felt good to smell him. He smelled divine and I realized how much I've been missing him, how much I've been missing this. I went towards his ear and whisp
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When I woke up the next day, I was happy. I woke up excited. I had a purpose, something to do, and for once, I didn't feel sorry for myself, and I was happy. I took a shower, got dressed, and headed downstairs. I had planned to have breakfast at a hotel, but then, something made me pause. Instead of leaving, I turned and made my way to the kitchen.When I reached the kitchen, I found Madeline busy with her tasks. Without a second glance, I greeted her cordially, "Good morning." She didn’t respond, but I didn’t care. I only did it out of respect anyway. I walked straight to the fridge, grabbed a jug of juice, poured myself a glass, took out two eggs, and some sauces, and then headed over to the cooker. I lit it up and got busy with my breakfast, catching Madeline throwing me evil glances from the corner of my eye. But nothing was going to ruin my mood, not today. I fried my breakfast, then sat at the kitchen island, choosing not to go to the dining table, and began to eat.“This is
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I kissed him hard, and then, just like I knew he would, he took control of the situation. His hands in my ear, in my hair, in my neck, going towards my arms, then touching, fumbling my breasts, then towards my waist, taking a handful of my but in his arms, driving me crazy and making me grind on his already hard dick. I kept driving myself insane on top of him while his hands kept wandering everywhere, kissing everywhere, I didn't even know and I don't even care, because the feeling I'm going through right now is just too good. I can't help but scream all the stuff that comes out of my mouth right now. And just as my hands go towards his zipper and I open it and get my hands on his very hard, very smooth dick, I hear him curse. “ fFuck … You're gonna be the death of me.““Don't you die on me yet, old man? “ I answer back with a little, lazy, sexy laugh, which makes him curse me even more. I pull my panties aside, without even taking them off, and put myself on top of his nuclear d
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Emerson didn’t speak right away, and neither did I. The silence between us felt strange and heavy. But it wasn’t just the news about Eric and Rita, it was everything that had brought us to this point, all the unspoken things I couldn’t name. I wanted to ask him why he had felt the need to tell me, why he thought I needed to know this. But I didn’t. Instead, I just sat there, numb, the quiet between us stretching on."Okay then, um, I think I'll just go," Emerson said, almost like he didn’t want to."Okay," I answered. He stood up, looking around the room, his gaze lingering on the objects that filled the space, but his thoughts seemed far away. I couldn’t tell if he was actually going to leave or if he was just lost in the moment.He took two steps forward, toward the door, then suddenly stopped and turned back. He came back to the chair and sat down, still watching me, as if waiting for something. I kept my eyes on him, unsure of what was coming next, my mind racing, trying to figu
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I didn’t go to Emerson’s bedroom last night after he told me about the family dinner. I don’t know if he was expecting me or not, but I was too hyped. I had too many thoughts working overtime in my head, and the night seemed too heavy to go to him. Instead, I spent the night alone, letting the anticipation build.Now, standing in front of the mirror, I could feel the excitement running through me. The white dress I wore hugged all the right places, accentuating my curves in ways I didn’t usually allow myself to see. My hair was freshly done and styled to perfection, and my makeup was flawless, highlighting my eyes and lips, and making me look like a model I never had the chance to be.It was 7:30, time to head downstairs. I wasn’t just going down there as a guest—I was going down as the host I was born to be, ready to meet my ex, now married to my sister. I wasn’t sure what to call someone who you were related to but didn’t really want to be related to. The whole thing felt twisted, a
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