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Maxima blinked dazedly. She’d nearly forgotten he’d told her to hold her arms over her head. Watching Liam just now in her disoriented, post-orgasmic state, all she’d wanted to do was to touch him. She’d started to let go. With his insistence that she hold her wrists above her head, all Maxima could do was watch him helplessly as he fucked her... as he took his pleasure. Because that’s definitely what he was doing. She’d fantasized incessantly about what it would be like to be with Liam. But she hadn’t prepared herself to be owned by him. She never would’ve guessed he was this type of lover. Maxima gripped her wrists tighter. Her hips began to move in a counter rhythm to his. It felt sinfully good. A light sheen of perspiration gleamed on his ridged torso. His nostrils flared slightly as he stared down at her. The tempo of their slapping bodies increased in her ears.“You act like you want it good and hard,” Liam said. “But
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“Well, you have a party to prepare for, so I’d better go home and finish packing my suitcase. Tomorrow I’m going to leave Scarsdale for good.” Maxima got up from the comfortable armchair and put on her shoes. Billie Right, her best friend, did the same thing.“Are you sure you don’t want to come to our party? We would all love that very much,” Billie asked.“I'm afraid I can’t,” Maxima replied to her best friend.“Oh, come on, hon. This is going to be our last party as college girls. Well, college dropout, in your case.” ‘College dropout…’ The definition was right, but Maxima didn’t feel like a college dropout. She felt more like a survivor. This part of her school education just wasn’t made for Maxima. She tried with all her might for everybody's sake, but college was just a prison. She did her best to be a perfect college student for almost three years, but at one point, Maxima felt trapped. She became the shadow of herself, a perfect ghoul.
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Maxima put the suitcases near the door and then looked around the house. It was way too quiet and way too big for her alone. The night was warm and pleasant, so Maxima decided to stay outside and enjoy the nightly breeze. What better way to say goodbye to the place that has been her home for the last seven years?“Yeah… I’m going to stay here. I’ll doze off on the plane.” She sat on the swinging chair, enjoying the quiet night. The street was empty, no one in sight. The lamplights offered the best light ever so that she could ‘spy’ on her neighbors without getting caught in the act. From her porch, Maxima could see Mrs. Right in the kitchen, cleaning and loading the dishwasher. Billie’s mother was the perfect housewife. The house was always spic and span, the kitchen was always ‘in full mode’. Spending time with Billie’s family has always been a blessing. And not only because of Billie, or her parents, who always made her feel so welcome in their hous
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FLORENCE, ITALY (4 years after)“Chef Davenport, we are all waiting for you in the kitchen,” her sous chef said, from outside the changing room.“Okay, thanks for letting me know. I’ll be out in a second,” Maxima replied, pulling out her cell phone. She looked at the display, trying to stay calm. Her last text was staring back at her. ‘School is over. It’s time for me to come back to the States. How about we see each other for a few drinks and a long chat, just like the ones we used to have? Max.’ No reply. Maybe Billie had no desire to see her… Maybe Billie forgot all about that last favor. Those words were still very much present in Maxima’s mind. ‘The moment you decide it’s time for you to come back home, promise me I’ll be the first person you'll call… after your mom, of course.’ “Is going back the right answer? Is it? And if so, going back to what? To whom?” Maxima murmured. “I’ve spent these past four year
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For Liam, to be invited to a dinner with the members of the board was a huge honor and an extremely important sign. It meant he was being looked over by the board members before he was offered the Vice President position. Yes! It was really happening… He was going to be the youngest Vice President in the history of “CareShields Ins. Group”! And that’s when Liam got it. It wouldn’t be him under scrutiny. Howard and the board members wanted to make sure he was marrying the right kind of woman, the perfect one to become a “CareShields” vice president’s spouse. Liam considered himself a glass-half-full kind of guy, but right now he felt like that glass had fallen off the table and smashed to pieces on the floor, spilling all his hard work and dreams of promotion with it.“An engagement dinner?!” His voice sounded a little higher-pitched than usual as he frantically tried to think of a way out.“Yes, Liam. We’ve never met your
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“I’m going to see Billie… Finally!” she mumbled and took a deep breath. Maxima paid the cab fare and started walking quickly toward one of the most exclusive bars in the Upper East Side. Manhattan was not her favorite spot to have a drink and decompress after a shitty day at work, but having a drink and a chat with her best friend in the whole white world was all she needed. This was their first meeting in four years and the excitement was significant. Since she came back from Italy, all Maxima tried to do was to find some sort of balance between two aspects of her reality: her new job and her new life. But all her attempts were doomed to fail. She hated her boss, a pompous ass who didn’t know the first thing about great food, and she hated her rented apartment. But, most of all, Maxima hated being back in a city so different from Florence. The only thing brightening her return to New York, has been getting in touch with Billie Right, her ‘sister from anoth
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‘I must find the perfect fake Mrs. Right or kiss my promotion and my job goodbye.’ Liam was pretty good at staying cool under pressure. In his experience, things usually worked out fine. Maybe he needed to work a little longer, push a bit harder, find a way around a blocked path. But, in the end, the solution would come out. Nonetheless, this was different. He’d stretched out the date of the engagement dinner as far as he could, but it was fast approaching, and the main character was still missing. Having to produce a suitable fiancée in a few days… How was he supposed to do that without stumbling across a magic lamp or selling his soul to the devil himself? And not just any girl would do. This one would be under scrutiny from the top brass, the board, and their spouses. Liam had mentally reviewed every woman he could think of, scoured his social media, his personal contact lists, and his old ‘black book’, but none of the women he
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Maxima blinked dazedly. She’d nearly forgotten he’d told her to hold her arms over her head. Watching Liam just now in her disoriented, post-orgasmic state, all she’d wanted to do was to touch him. She’d started to let go. With his insistence that she hold her wrists above her head, all Maxima could do was watch him helplessly as he fucked her... as he took his pleasure. Because that’s definitely what he was doing. She’d fantasized incessantly about what it would be like to be with Liam. But she hadn’t prepared herself to be owned by him. She never would’ve guessed he was this type of lover. Maxima gripped her wrists tighter. Her hips began to move in a counter rhythm to his. It felt sinfully good. A light sheen of perspiration gleamed on his ridged torso. His nostrils flared slightly as he stared down at her. The tempo of their slapping bodies increased in her ears.“You act like you want it good and hard,” Liam said. “But
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Maxima did what he’d demanded with gratifying eagerness. The position stretched the skin tight across her rib cage and thrust her breasts forward.“God, you are amazing… Open wider, Max.” Her long, slightly bent legs slid along the bedspread until she was practically doing the splits. He made a rough sound in his throat and inched forward on the bed, drawn irrevocably. Liam reached between her thighs, feeling her wetness. Her softness. Brutal arousal sliced through him. He moved his hand in a taut circular motion, stimulating her outer sex. Maxima cried out in excitement, but his gaze remained fixed on what he was doing. Such a pretty, pink pussy. Liam used his middle finger to penetrate her while he rubbed her clit with the ridge of his thumb. A groan ripped his throat. It was like pushing his finger into a squeezing channel lined with warm honey.“Oh, God…” he muttered, crazed by the sensation. He might want this t
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“It’s okay, baby,” he soothed, his warm breath feathering her outer sex. Liam rose slightly, running his lips along her hipbone, back and forth, back and forth, as though he were memorizing the sensation of her body against his mouth. Maxima knew he probably could feel her quaking.“Your skin is so smooth. So soft… And you smell so good,” Liam added, and rose in front of her. Maxima glanced at his face. His somber expression barely cloaked a primal edge that sent a thrill through her.“You’re going to be all mine, Max.” He gathered her naked body to him, and her feet left the carpet. He swung her into his arms, muscles flexing hard. The room flew past the periphery of her vision. ‘I already am, my love,’ she thought wildly. She dug her fingers into his hair and brought him to her mouth for a kiss, forcing Liam to halt for a second. He made a rough sound in his throat, accepting her bold, sexy invitation. Their tongues tangled. He was delic
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‘Why on earth did I allow Liam to come near me with that bottle of massage oil?’ Maxima wondered in horror. It wasn’t like he was touching her sexually, because all Liam was doing was rubbing her feet, but somehow there seemed to be a strange correlation between her toes and more intimate regions of her body. Warmth was spreading where warmth had no business spreading… and wasn’t in her foot. Liam Right and his damn foot-map! He probably had the clitoris spot memorized, and he was working it for all it was worth. Certainly, Liam seemed intent on his task. His black hair flopped forward on his forehead in a way that made her long to brush it back. His entire focus was on the bottom of her feet, and Maxima had to admit it felt good. Far too good… Maxima watched him, his hands slick with oil, his long fingers working with steady strength. She’d never known she carried so much tension in her feet or that it could feel s
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Oh, this room was EVERYTHING! She’d been eyeing that beautiful, deep soaker tub built for two since they’d arrived yesterday. It was the most decadent tub she’d ever seen, with a view to a private garden area outside and candles and bath products.“Since I’m alone, a nice soak in a tub is all the fun I need right now.” Liam and the other execs were safely off doing some kind of team-building exercise, so, some time after lunch, Maxima skipped the other social activities with the execs’ wives and slipped away. She was longing for some alone time. Maxima poured herself a bath, and, after she dumped a jar of bath salts into the tub, the scent of lavender filled the room. She undressed slowly, putting her clothes away as she did so, and drawing on the linen bathrobe and slippers the hotel provided. She lit the candles around the tub and flipped off the lights. The French doors were open to the forest outside, fading in color as evening advanced.“I think
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The dinner was exactly what Liam would have predicted. A private room, good food, and a partner a man could be proud of. They’d barely walked in when Howard’s wife gestured them over to a table.“Come and join us, you guys. I’ve got something to show you.” Amanda sounded so excited that Liam’s heart sank. Not more romantic stuff… He couldn’t take it. When they reached her, Amanda pulled out a brown envelope and opened it, spilling out an array of photographs of a wedding.“The moment I saw you together, I knew I had to show you this.” Liam gave her a confused look.“They look great, but… why exactly are you showing them to us?” “Well, these are some of the pictures from my niece’s wedding. I’m not sure if you’ve booked a photographer yet, but if you haven’t, the one who took these photos is excellent. He’s done a lot of the big society weddings, so he’s top-notch.”“Wedding photographer…” He couldn’t even formulate a sentence. The
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“One bed… You must be joking…” she murmured and stopped in her tracks. “There’s only one bed…” It was probably the stupidest thing she could have said, but the two of them were standing there inside the door of the suite on Friday night of the corporate retreat, both staring at the mammoth bed that dominated the room. Seemed like someone should mention it.“Well… Looks like it.”“Is this your doing, Liam?” Maxima asked in a trembling voice. “My doing? I don’t get it…”“Is this your idea?”“No, Max, it is not,” Liam replied and sent her a half-guilty, half-pleading look from under his eyelashes that were far too long and lush for a man. “Ehm… If you find this situation too complicated, I could request two beds. But word would get around.” Maxima gave him a worried look.“No! Don’t do that...” Liam glanced down at the floor dubiously.“I suppose I could… Uhm… sleep on the floor.”“No. It’s uncomfortable, and you will be miserable. You need your rest, like ev
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‘Do you even know she fell in love with you from the first moment she saw you? All those years ago, up until she went away, that amazing woman had been in love with you!’ Billie’s words spun round and round in his head like the lyrics of a song. And they kept tormenting his brain endlessly, bringing to the surface all kinds of emotions he’d thought long-lost and forgotten. ‘In love with you…’ Liam wasn’t so damn clueless like his sister thought he was. He’d always suspected that Maxima felt something for him. He thought she had a huge crush. Because… who didn’t have a crush on him at that time? Whenever he was home from college, Billie’s high school friends would come around their house with crazy excuses just to see him. It was an injection of self-esteem. Maxima was a normal presence, so he never saw that as a sign of something more than it was: Billie’s best friend and their neighbor. She used to eat with them or organize study sessions with Bi
