“Can’t I sleep in your room?” I asked absentmindedly.She giggled.I looked at her curiously.“I thought you’d never ask,” she laughed.Her laughter just brightened up my day.“We already slept together multiple times?” she bluntly recalled. “Of course you can sleep in my room,” she sighed. “And I m
He turned me around and captured my lips in a heated, hungry kiss, biting my bottom lip as he tugged gently with his teeth.“Stavros, I need you now,” I groaned as I ground my lower body against his hard, long, tenting cock. Our flesh touched, creating sparks of tiny electrifying sensations coursing
I forgot. All the staff working here have pleasing looks. It is possibly a mandatory condition.“This way, please,” she purred as she sashayed sexily, leading us to an empty lounge. She was holding two hard-bound menus on her chest.I watched Stavros through my peripheral vision. He had a wide smile
Again, the waitress’s eyes rested on Stavros and never blinked as she spoke.I popped the last bite in my mouth as the two exchanged words. And can’t wait to get out of the place.Stavros asked for the bills.I wiped the corner of my lips with the white table napkin and then placed it next to the em
I turned to look at Stavros, and he was on his knees, holding an opened box. Inside the velvety box, a big, glittering diamond shimmered, reflecting the sunlight.I gaze at the beautiful ring with misty eyes, shifting my tearful eyes between the ring and Stavros, oblivious around us.The distant gas
“You don’t choose your family. They are God’s gift to you, as you are to them.” — Desmond Tutu.........Stavros DemakisI was sitting with Alessandra in their living room, contentedly conversing away about anything while my eyes took in our surroundings. I love anything about architecture. This old
He is a man of high self-regard, which means my Abuelo doesn’t acknowledge someone’s worth or intelligence, for he thinks he is the man himself. Not even my father can surpass the innate arrogance my grandfather had.I narrowed my eyes at my grandfather, silently chastising him for being too frank.
“Thank you, Mrs. De La Vega.”“Call me, Mom, Son,” she corrected happily.Her grandparents were ecstatic with the news, just like her mother. They excitedly hugged Ali and me.Before congratulating me, her dad subtly dropped some hint about hunting me down if I hurt her daughter.A brief, awkward hu
I suggested, “Let’s step outside,” so she could dress in peace, without feeling rushed or observed. And I walked out the door with mixed feelings. Mortified and angry.I heard my son’s sharp voice command the girl to leave immediately, promising a call when he was free.“Is dad here too?“ Alexander
Despite the tumultuous journey of our marriage, filled with laughter and tears, our love has proven resilient, weathering every storm.I was happy. Overwhelmingly blissful.And until now, we still love each other. We respected each other. In every major life decision, we’ve always had an equal voice
Although, when he turns twenty-eight, my husband will give him the Demakis Corp, as promised.“Honey, I’ve been thinking about a trip to Greece to see Alexander.” I randomly blurted out as I popped a piece of asparagus in my mouth.We were having dinner.Stavros sat in the middle of the long dining
Yes, he still makes me giggle like a giddy teenager.“Stop wriggling,” Stav chuckled, his breath warm on my ear, “or I’m gonna drop you,” and I frowned.“Do you understand that I’m pregnant? Of course, I’m heavy. I’m fat!“I hissed, a little stung by the truth, the words like a bitter taste in my mou
“Done, Mommy,” he proudly exclaimed, a grin splitting his saucy face as he held up his empty plate. “Can I leave now?” he asked in his sweet little voice, melting every ounce of resistance I had to put up with them.“Daddy will clean you up first,” I smiled as I put the plate of spaghetti in front o
“Hand it to me,” I demanded, my gaze sharp on Alex, a sweet smile playing on my lips that belied the warning in my eyes.My son shook his head vigorously, the familiar scene a blur of frustrated sighs and clenched fists.“I promise I will eat my dinner, Mommy. Just let me taste it,” he begged, smili
“There’s nothing that makes you more insane than family. Or happier. Or more exasperated. Or more... secure.” — Jim ButcherWarning: Sexual Content. Please be guided.….Alessandra POV5 years later...“That is gwoss, mommy!” My second three-year-old son, his face screwed up in a stubborn frown, exc
“Are you okay?” I asked.“Sorry, I woke you up,” she murmured hoarsely.She looked like she had just vomited everything she had eaten the previous night, and her face was devoid of color.“Should I call a physician?” I asked, worried eyes sweeping her pale face. My heart pounded as unpleasant though
Her legs clamped down around my neck, and I held them apart as I devoured her as if I had been starved for years. Her resistance only fueled my desire to please her more, as her cries of ecstasy spurred me on.My skillful tongue fucked her, sucked her hard, then lapped it up and down. Sucking, lappi