When James pushed open the door to the hotel suite, he felt the woman's hand slip from his grasp. "Hey, wait a second," he said, nudging the door fully open and locking it behind him."Are you okay?" he asked as he turned to face her.She merely rolled her eyes at him, but instead of responding verbally, she wrapped her arms around his neck. There was something about her—something simple, yet undeniably magnetic. Despite his best efforts to keep his distance, the surge of desire that coursed through him was undeniable. It was as though every cell in his body was drawn to her, beyond any reason or logic.“No, I’m not okay,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. “But I don’t want to talk about it. In fact, I want to forget.” Her gaze lingered on his face, scanning every inch of him with an intensity that made his pulse race. “Earlier, when you kissed me… I felt like I could forget,” she added, a soft, teasing laugh escaping her lips.James felt a bolt of desire shoot through hi
The room, bathed in the soft glow of dimmed lights, was filled with a heavy, intoxicating silence, broken only by the soft, rhythmic sound of their breaths mingling. The silence was punctuated only by the rhythmic, sensual sounds of their lovemaking. The air was charged with an electric anticipation as James’s lips continued their relentless, delicate assault on her exposed skin.Each kiss was a feather-light brush, yet it ignited a blazing trail of warmth that spread through her entire body.Each kiss was a tender, tantalizing touch, designed to elicit the deepest moans from her.He traced a path around the contours of her intimate folds with the precision of an artist, his touch gentle yet commanding. His lips parted, brushing against her tender skin, sending shivers of sensation through her core."I'm glad you shaved," he whispered, his voice husky with desire.His fingers, slick with her arousal, slid in and out with a steady, practiced rhythm, each movement deliberate and explora
It was early dawn when James felt the soft stir of movement at his side. A smile crept across his lips as he glanced down at the woman still nestled against him. She had given him her virginity, something so precious, but withheld her name, an irony that amused him more than it should have. There she lay, her bare skin warm and soft against his, the remnants of their night together lingering like a secret between them.The early light filtering through the curtains cast a soft glow on her peaceful face. She slept soundly, her breath slow and even, her chest rising and falling gently. James couldn’t help but reach out, his fingers brushing away the few strands of hair that had fallen over her face. Her features, even in sleep, were delicate, her lips slightly parted as though still whispering the words she hadn’t spoken aloud. A stranger, yet here she was, fitting perfectly against him as she belonged there.For a few minutes, he remained still, simply watching her. The rhythmic beatin
“When do you think that will happen?” Aria asked, her voice tinged with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety as she held her phone to her ear. The soft hum of the bustling mall filled the background, a constant reminder of the job she was about to leave behind. She was standing in her room, a small haven of familiarity surrounded by the chaos of her life—clothes strewn across the floor like fallen leaves, half-packed boxes awaiting her decision, and the faint, soothing scent of lavender from her diffuser wafting through the air. The lavender was her small comfort, a promise of tranquility amidst the storm of emotions swirling within her. She took a deep breath, feeling the weight of her choices settle on her shoulders, steeling herself for the monumental step she was about to take.“The job fair is next week at the head office itself. Just go there, and I’ll talk to my friend in HR—he’s one of the interviewers. If you pass, I’ll ask him to assign you to my branch so it’s closer to wh
“Aria, look at this, girl! Read it!” Jocel exclaimed, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she leaned closer to her friend, her voice barely containing her enthusiasm.Aria furrowed her brows, curiosity mingling with confusion as she accepted Jocel’s phone. “What is it?” she asked, glancing at the screen.Rolling her eyes playfully, Jocel pressed on, “It’s from the owner of the company I work for. It seems like you might not even need to go to that job fair anymore. I have a feeling you’re already hired!” Her smile was infectious, lighting up her face and filling the cozy coffee shop with a palpable energy.Aria felt her heart flutter, the tension of uncertainty easing as a warm smile spread across her lips. “So, good karma really does exist! I guess my kindness to that great man is finally paying off,” she mused, a hint of mischief in her voice as she thought of Norman, whose recent generosity had set this moment in motion.“Of course! But just imagine—what position do you think they
James noticed Aria swallowing repeatedly after he made his bold statement. The flush on her face deepened to a rich, crimson hue that spread down her neck, her lips parting slightly as if she wanted to speak but couldn't find the words. Her eyes darted away from his intense gaze, unable to meet his piercing stare, as though she was trying to collect herself, trying to mask the nervous energy that now filled the air between them. Her hands clenched at her sides, fingers twisting in the fabric of her blouse as if seeking some form of anchor in the sea of emotions she was clearly drowning in. It was subtle, but he didn’t miss a thing—every flicker of her expression, every small gesture betrayed her inner turmoil.The vulnerability in her, coupled with the clear tension gripping her body, only fueled the fire inside James. His gaze traced the delicate curve of her jaw, the way her chest rose and fell with each unsteady breath. There was something incredibly intoxicating about seeing her l
As her boss desired, Aria filled the enormous two-door refrigerator with a bounty of food. The sound of crisper drawers sliding open echoed in the spacious kitchen, each gentle pull releasing a wave of fragrant air that mingled with the warmth of the early afternoon sun streaming through the large bay window. The golden light danced on the polished granite countertops, illuminating the colorful array of ingredients she had gathered. Ripe, luscious tomatoes blushed a deep crimson, while vibrant green bell peppers added a crisp freshness, promising to enhance the flavors of her culinary creations. Fresh herbs, their fragrant oils bursting from the leaves, added a touch of earthiness, grounding the vibrant colors and scents in a harmony that filled the room with life.While she arranged the marinated meats—glistening with a blend of spices that promised depth and richness—her heart raced with anticipation. Each piece, lovingly seasoned and prepared, was a testament to her dedication. The
There was a magnetic pull in his tone, a promise of something beyond mere attraction, something deeper that both excited and terrified her.A shriek escaped her lips as the cold water from the shower cascaded over her, soaking her completely, the chill contrasting sharply with the heat of her desire. The sudden rush of water sent shivers down her spine, awakening every nerve ending, and she felt alive, electric. Her clothes clung to her skin, the fabric becoming heavy and clingy, accentuating every curve of her body as the water flowed over her, mingling with the warmth radiating from his body.James stepped closer, the steam curling around them like tendrils of fog, wrapping them in a cocoon of intimacy. She could see the water dripping from his hair, framing his face, and his gaze was intense, filled with a mix of amusement and something deeper—something that made her heart race faster than the cold water cascading around them. The vulnerability of being exposed to him, both in body