The strawberry liquid eased its way down my throat into my belly. Had i been a fruity-drink girl all these years and not known it? And if that were true, what else had i not permitted myself to be? Fun?Happy? Satisfied?One sip was enough, however, to make me think about how many calories were in the glass i was holding. And the workout I would have to do tomorrow to burn this drink off. Normally, i would never allow myself to drink anything but bottled water, empty calories were not something i allowed myself to ingest, no matter the occasion, but if ever there was a night to bend the rules, it was tonight.Surveying the crowd, i turned my thoughts forcefully back to the successful party well under way.I knew i should be pleased by how well the evening had turned out, especially considering I had been organizing the ten-year reunion for more than a year. On any other night, i would have been right in the middle of it all, talking about jobs and kids and vacations.Tonight, it was a
“You pulled me aside before the wedding, maddy, and told me I didn’t have to go through with it. Why didn’t I listen to you? Even when you pointed out that I still loved—”No, i couldn’t say his name out loud. Not now, when all of my perfect choices had turned out to be anything but. Not when the memory of my latest middle-of-the-night fantasy was still burning between my legs.Maddy, of course, had no such qualms. “You have wanted to be with Enzo Maddox since the day you met him. You still do.”I looked at my best friend with surprise.“What? You think just because you don’t ever talk about him that I don’t know how you feel?” she asked, giving me the ' I know you better than you know yourself look'I hated how transparent she was. How even though I had tried to deny my feelings for Enzo for years they were still written all over my face.“I need more to drink,”i said, craning my neck, looking over Maddy's shoulder for the cute waiter.I knew that i was going to feel bloated and sick
Enzo POV.I had not been planning to come back to New York tonight, but my buddies had been hassling me for months to show up at the reunion. “The three of us are the reigning heroes of our graduation class,” was what they kept telling me, I could see the proudness in their eyes, little hint of revenge, and the need to show off what they had achieved in front of those who had looked down on them, trample on their feelings back then and dump them. “It’s up to us to do a victory round, to show all those chicks with their noses in the air what they could have had.”Jasper had said one evening night when we had decided to go out for men's night, we had gone to the busiest bar in town that night, to drink, have fun and take any women who catches our fancy.There was no time for love, it was never in our top ten list, women are something we could get anytime and any day, I could remember our last night at the bar, and something changed my perspective about women, i hate the fact that women
Despite my act, i knew exactly who she was, Cecilia Barnes, head of the Barbies sorority. One of the girls who had been too busy running after the popular boys , and the heirs to notice a boy on scholarship. She had made my freshman year chemistry class a living hell, all because I had been unfortunate enough to land her as a lab partner.Taking a long swig of my beer, i nodded. Her eyes perked up as she waited for me to fall into her ready arms. “Sorry,” I said, “don’t remember,” I paused just long enough to see her deflate like a punctured blow-up doll.After the way Jasper and Jacob had built things up, i had expected to feel some sort of triumph about returning to the reunion as the poor-boy-who-made-real-good. But frankly, after my run-in with Cecilia, i realized I didn’t really feel anything either way.Then again, I knew that none of this was about some girl in my chemistry lab who hadn’t given me the time of day?This was about Diana.And after ten long years of keeping my dis
I was sick of hiding from her, Sick of letting her think that she had won, i hadn’t come here with a big plan. Frankly, i still didn’t have one. For all I knew the best thing to do was get the hell out of here, head back to France, try and forget all about her again. All i had to do was get in my car, get on the freeway, and head to the where my private jet and pilot would be waiting the moment I make just one call.But it was time to take care of unfinished business. Namely, proving to myself that diana didn’t have a hold over me anymore. And then I would head back to the country who had open her arms for me, soothe my feelings, made me feel like a human and had made me who iam today, and also to give 100 percent focus to the only thing that really mattered: Good food, radio shows, and my Empire.So i wasn’t going to turn and run, No, I wasn’t going to hide in my spacious modern office, or in my gleaming stainless-steel kitchen, hacking at animal bones with knives sharp enough to do
More than ten years after our first kiss, my world came down to Enzo, Just as i must have always known it would, his first kiss as vividly imprinted in my brain as if it had just happened.I could remember one fateful afternoon ten years ago, we were pressed against each other, our lips just a breath apart, i looked up into his eyes, unable to resist the pull he had over me, i leaned in the final inch, desperation made me lean in the final inch, he pulled me into him and bent his head, lowering his full lips to mine.I felt his breath and then the soft, alluring pressure of his warm skin against my mouth, already swollen in anticipation of his kiss.The kiss was sweet and sensual and the most powerful sexual experience i had ever had in my life, I slid my tongue into his mouth, wanting to know his taste, wanting to devour him.Enzo had groaned as my tongue slipped into his mouth, and he deepened the kiss, pulling me even closer to him, my hands danced over the hot skin of his chest, a
I shivered at his words, knowing that I didn’t deserve his invitation to revisit our past. His offer was a gift, the most valuable gift i had ever been offered. Far more precious than a diamond bracelet or anything my ex-husband had ever given me.“Yes,” i whispered again,my eyes bright with unforgotten memories. “The lake.”In a twinkle, we ran through the night, traversing familiar, well-worn dirt paths through campus, past the dorms, past the faculty offices, out into the University wild lands. The leather rims of my shoes bit into my heels, my lungs whooshed and pumped for air, my hair fell from its tight ponytail to dance at my shoulder blades. I felt free. Like anything was possible. Like dreams came true. And even though I knew from experience that real life wasn’t ever going to be a fairy tale, tonight i was going to pretend that it could be.Through our clasped hands, Enzo's lifeblood infused me with renewal. Like a vampire, i sucked at his power and let it fill me until the
Diana's PovI stood as still as a statue, waiting for him to do something. Anything. Why wasn’t he kissing me?Touching me?A small tick at the corner of his jaw, the same one that i used to kiss away before a big test, was the only indication that he was the least bit on edge. The seconds ticked away and i held her breath.Waiting, still waiting. And then enzo began to move away from me, it couldn’t have been more than a millimeter, but loss hammered me across the chestI suddenly understood. Now wasn’t good enough unless I made it happen. I reached for him and then i was in his arms, held so tightly that i finally knew what safety felt like.I was sick of waiting. Now or never was what he had said and he was right. It was time to leap into the unknown.“Now,” i breathed again as I pressed my mouth to his. A shudder ran through me as his heart beat against lips. And then he was slipping his tongue inside my mouth and I felt as if I were being devoured whole.As Enzo's tongue found th
It took me a couple of minutes to really come back to awareness, and I was still hard in Eden’s ass. My cock felt like it was super light and super heavy at the same time, like a steel beam without weight, and I realized that I’d picked up my own high from all the oil.“Eden,” I groaned, slowly pulling out of her ass until I popped out.She moaned happily, rolling onto her side, and I managed to lift her up and slide her onto the massage bench. “Hey, baby,” she grinned. “Up until this afternoon, I thought last weekend was the best sex I’d ever had. This definitely tops it.”I laughed, and she did too, and I crawled up behind her on the bench and spooned her as she tilted her head back so I could kiss her.“You’re still hard,” she noticed.“I am,” I grinned.“Good,” she said, sliding off the massage bench and heading to my little kitchenette and grabbing a washcloth. “Because I want your next two loads deep in my cunt. Then you can pick where you put it on or in your personal MILF after
“O-Oh ... wow...” she said.“What is it?” I asked.“I think my high just kicked in,” she said breathily. “My ass feels amazing, and God I want you to fuck me.”“Not yet,” I grinned, continuing on with her thighs, and watched as she squirmed in place, flexing her muscles and absorbing the feelings running through them. Her nipples were poking out nice and hard, and she was arching her back a bit with her horniness and pushing her chest to the sky.Spreading her legs, I got on the bench between them and looked at her pussy up close. I’d fallen in love with it that first time at her place, but I just couldn’t get enough of how perfect and pretty it was. Aroused as she was, it was swollen a soft, ruddy pink, the inner labia spread slightly wanting something to fill it, her clit poking out from the little clit hood that capped it.“Trevie, baby,” she moaned, reaching down for me. “Fuck me?”“I told you the plan, baby,” I said with a smile. “Step two, I want a taste of this delicious pussy.
“That would be so hot,” she grinned and kissed me.We made out for a little while, and then I stripped her naked - which didn’t take long since she was only wearing the dress and no underwear.“I’ve got a plan for you tonight,” I told her. “Step one is giving you the full body massage and running my fingers over every single inch of your body, and step two is feasting on that delicious MILF pussy of yours until you’ve squirted at least twice for me. But for step one I need you to decide something for me.”“What’s that, Trev?” she asked. She was naked and sitting on the edge of the massage bench, but somehow her energy and nervous excitement made her almost like a kid on Christmas morning.I couldn’t help it, I kissed her again first. “Well, I can use my regular massage oils,” I said, showing her a bottle of the usual brand I used. But there was another, unlabeled brand next to it. “Or I can use this. I had a friend back in college who was a bit of a pothead, and she’d done research in
And Monday had been like I’d started working at an entirely new Spa. Sure, I still had the occasional older client, but what Jessica had said had been true - my week looked like it had booked up with Trophy Wives and Club Daughters.Thankfully, I think, nothing untoward or explicit happened. There was some light flirting, but no one got as forward as Rachel Killian had, let alone Eden; the weirdest part of it all was that all of them were so nice to me. Everything I could remember about the Greenmeadow membership was that it was snooty, snotty and could be quite rude. But these women were downright ... pleasant. And I could think of only one reason - they were all, in the back of their minds, considering the idea of getting a piece of me.That, right there, was a weird feeling and I dreaded the day someone made a move I had to turn down.“Why would I ask her out?” I replied to Jessica. We were waiting in the lobby for my next appointment, a Club daughter who was running five minutes l
And then we were fucking again, her on top and riding me, putting in the work as her tits bounced off my lips and I grabbed her ass, teasing her asshole with one finger. Then I flipped her over and fucked her on her hands and knees, and she came again when I adjusted and fucked down into her more, mounting her like an animal and bashing my cock against her g-spot, causing her to squirt again in a little spray.She pulled off my cock and this time I came in her mouth as she swallowed it down.I went to the kitchen and got us water, and came back to Eden kneeling face down on the bed, her ass up in the air, asking me to spank her. I did, and then fucked her from behind again as she fingered her clit and humped back at me, panting and laughing and begging me to make her come again. Then we shifted again and she mounted me backwards so that I could watch her ass, which I spanked and played with as she bounced and ground on my cock. She fell back onto me and I fucked up into her, jamming o
She kissed me as I carried her, uncaring that I was smothered in her juices and smell, getting it smeared all over herself as well. She directed me to her bedroom and I tossed her on the bed as she laughed happily, and then I slowly pulled the dress off of her as she bit her lower lip sexily and watched me with a little smile. Joining her array of jewellery was a thin golden chain around her waist.“God, you are perfect,” I said, crawling onto the bed and looming over her so I could kiss her.“You’re not so fucking bad yourself, though you aren’t nearly naked enough,” she teased and giggled as she plucked at my shirt. “How the hell did you get so good at that?”“Patience, and practice,” I said as I stripped off my wet t-shirt and started unbuckling my belt. “And I plan on putting in a lot more of it with you.”“Yes, please, God,” Eden grinned. “Be as patient as you want with me. But don’t forget to be rough, too. I’m serious, I want you to make me your little MILFy whore. Anything you
“Oh, oh my God,” Eden moaned quickly. “Oh, no, oh my God! Trevor. Oh, you’re really good at that.”I pushed her thighs wider, the green dress sliding up over her hips, and I looked her in the eyes as I tongued her.“Ung, do you actually get turned on doing that?” she asked me, clutching at her knees to keep her legs open for me, her pretty lips pouted open from the fast pleasure I was pushing on her.“You taste so fucking good,” I said between licks.“Oh, fuck,” she breathed out. “Oh, my God.” And then she sighed with a girlish, sexy moan.“Just relax and enjoy, you naughty fucking MILF,” I said.“Hooooo-kay,” she moaned, relaxing back on the couch and closing her eyes.She breathed deeply, letting out little moans for a bit, but her eyes snapped open when I moved up to her clit. “Oh! Fuck, that’s really good. Oh, Trevor, fuck. My clit. My clit!”I reached up and pulled the shoulders of her dress down, revealing her naked tits, and used one hand to fondle them while I brought the othe
That right there was the best kind of response I could get from someone. I’d only gotten it once before during my practical placements through college. Getting it again with Marissa made me a little giddy and lightheaded. Eventually, she called me back into the room, and I showed her some arm and back stretches that would help her out, along with how to use a tennis ball on her chest to work out some tension. It wasn’t perfect, but it would hold her over if things got really tense before she could get another massage.She waited around for me while I cleaned and reset the room, and then we walked to the staff changing rooms together. Marissa had me give her my number before we split apart.That night I went back to my place feeling like a king. I’d changed a beautiful friend’s life with my knowledge and skills. And I’d gotten the best blowjob I’d had in my life from Eden.Once I’d had dinner, I texted Eden.‘Good evening, Eden. This is Trevor.’It was a couple of minutes before I got
I chuckled and went back in. Marissa was lying on the bench with the wedge under her. It started around her hip area and lifted her abdomen at a slight angle, and her breasts sat in the cutouts while her head remained raised. I could see the expanse of her side boob from one side, and she was definitely filling out the cutout.“Can I take this thing home with me?” she asked. “I haven’t slept on my stomach since I was like thirteen because of these things.”“It’s not mine to give away,” I said. “But I can give you some good websites to order one from.”I reapplied oil to my hands and went to work. Marissa was a little ticklish on her sides, but once I’d gotten her warmed up on her lower back and she’d gotten used to the feeling of my hands, I started moving higher. She had a build that was similar to Rachel Killian - generally fit, but holding a curvaceous softness that made massaging her skin feel just a little pillowy. Her back had a few little moles and freckles that made her feel m