My eyes were widened in shock with the sight of Ethan’s outburst. If I knew my words would have this much effect on him, I should have held back. I have never seen him this upset. But this wasn’t entirely my fault, as I have been handicapped by the agreement I had with my mother. I had to get married to Lucas, to retain the only thing my father left behind, the house.My mind kept recalling Ethan’s words, crushing every chambers of my heart. Tears welled up in my eyes as I fell to the ground, wailing in sadness.I was no longer bold enough to fight for what my heart wanted. I caressed my lips with my fingers, as the thought of the passionate kiss we shared lingered. The connection so strong and solid. One that I had never felt with no one else, not even Tyler. I cleaned up my tears in defeat as I was starting to accept my fate, coming to terms with my present reality. I was tired of running and fighting. A knock on my door broke the silence, calling me back to reality. “P
I sneaked carefully out of Lucas’s room, hoping to not be seen by anyone. I only wished my mother didn’t come interrogating Lucas about my whereabouts. I would have had a chance at getting another round of sex with Lucas. I could still feel his cock plunged in my pussy and his lips kissing every corner of my belly. My heart pounded with a desire, feeling both exhilarating and terrifying. Lucas had exposed my body to a new dimension of sexual pleasure. I couldn’t help but look forward to our next night together. I was lost in the blissful memories of our time together as I opened the door of my room.I peeped out, scanning through the corridor, just to make sure I wasn’t seen by anyone before closing my door with caution. “Where have you been?” A voice queried, leaving me frozen and stunned as I faced my door. It was my mother’s. I slowly turned around to see her seated across my room. Her eyes burning with rage as she kept swinging her legs in opposite directions, with
Christine’s curious eyes flashed between my face and my mother’s, with her gaze narrowed in concern. “What’s going on here? Why are you both yelling at each other?” She asked, with a hint of shock. The tension in the room was heightened and Christine’s question even made it worse. My mother was still visibly shaken in anger, her palms vibrating in the air. She had to clench her fist to subside her rage. “Pamela, you should know better even if Emilia doesn’t. She’s not supposed to be stressing.” She uttered, her voice low and calm. “Stay out of this Christine. Emilia is my child, and I decide however I please to caution her”. My mother snapped, her voice seeping in disdain. Christine’s mouth hanged open in shock, her brows raised in surprise. Then she shifts her gaze to me, her face calm. “Emilia, you know yelling and shouting is harmful to your health. This was why the doctor wanted you to be placed on bed rest at the hospital”.“You should be resting and not engaging i
A wave of silence swept through the room, with everyone focused on their food, trying to process what just happened.The sound of cutlery slamming the plates, and the crunch sound of biting into the food filled the air. Every chunk of food I swallowed, was harder than the last. My mind was reeling with Lucas’s words ringing in my head. My gaze caught his, scavenging for answers to the questions pilled up in my chest. Lucas suddenly stood up, dropping his cutlery on the plate, making a clink sound, jolting everyone from their thoughts. Everyone looked up staring intensely at him. “Oh, you’ve also lost your appetite right?” Christine smirked. Her jaw resting on the dorsum of her hands. Lucas’s gaze shifted to Christine’s, letting out a hiss as he moved the chair backwards with the back of his legs, which made a creaky sound before he turned to leave. Christine shook her head in disappointment. Every swallow of food was agonizing, shooting a sharp pain through my guts.I
I watched as my father’s casket was being lowered into the ground. My eyes were dry. I had no more tears to cry, I had shed all the tears while he was at the hospital. I barely knew anyone in the somber ceremony, maybe that’s why they were more concerned with paying their last respects to my mother Pamela Thompson who had abandoned us for years, rather than me who had lived with the man all my life. My eyes didn’t leave her for a second, as she played the character of a grieving widow, a handkerchief dabbing at eyes that refused to tear up. Couldn’t anyone see her for what she was? As soon as the ceremony was over, I didn’t spend another moment. I didn’t care to shake hands or accept pitying looks. I went straight back home. Back home, I sat on the edge of my bed, holding a framed picture of my father and me. My fingers traced the outline of his smiling face. He had been my whole world. And now, he was gone. The door to my room opened moments later, and Pamela majesti
The music was loud but that was the point. Now that I was here, I needed one more thing, locate the bar. I pushed through people on the dance floor, they seemed to be having a good time. What was there to be joyful about? All I needed was alcohol, tons of it, bucket loads even. I motioned to the bartender. “Get me a vodka soda, make it a double please.” Immediately he brought the glass, I downed the liquid in one gulp, feeling the burn slide down my throat. “Sorry to bother but those things sneak up on you. I hope you’re not going to drive?” The bartender asked, eyeing me with mild concern. “Just keep them coming. In fact send down another double vodka soda and a Long Island.” The bartender raised his eyebrows slightly but he nodded. “Okay ma’am. If you say so…” He sent down the drinks and I downed the vodka in a gulp and turned on my seat, drinking the Long Island slowly. I examined the crowd, a bunch of people having fun. Their lives must be so normal
My breath was fast and uneven, with my fingers tangled in the sheets as his body pressed against mine, it was all heat and muscle. I had no idea what to call him, I didn’t know his name and I hadn’t asked, I won’t ask. That was the point, right? There were no strings, no expectations. Just raw, consuming and blinding pleasure. This was more intense than anything I had ever done. His hands were everywhere, he mapped my body with a confidence that clenched my stomach, my thighs tightened around his hips on their own accord. He knew exactly what he was doing and by God, that made me even dizzier. I was no virgin, but this? I had never experienced this. Usually when Tyler and I got in bed, it was straight to business and in a few minutes, we were done. But with this man… There was no fumbling, no quick work just to get it over with and no second guessing. His mouth found my neck, his lips teased me and his tongue flicked against my skin. His teeth lightly graz
I woke up to the soft glow of the sun coming in through the hotel curtains, I stretched lazily over the bed. Last night had been something else, the smell of sweat and sex still lingered in the room. I reached for her but…. She wasn’t there. The space next to me was cold and empty. My eyes blinked open, I scanned the bed and the room, no clothes on the floor. No sound in the bathroom. She was gone. A sharp exhale escaped my lips as I sat up, I ran my hand through my sex scattered hair. I should have seen it coming, she had that air about her like she didn’t want to be held down, she just wanted to enjoy herself but she still got my attention. It pissed me off that I hadn’t even gotten her name. The only thing I had was the memory of last night imprinted in my head, her body beneath mine, the way she responded and how she’d taken everything I gave like she was starved, like she needed it just as badly as I did. Shit! I’m not the kind of guy who gets hung up on a one-
A wave of silence swept through the room, with everyone focused on their food, trying to process what just happened.The sound of cutlery slamming the plates, and the crunch sound of biting into the food filled the air. Every chunk of food I swallowed, was harder than the last. My mind was reeling with Lucas’s words ringing in my head. My gaze caught his, scavenging for answers to the questions pilled up in my chest. Lucas suddenly stood up, dropping his cutlery on the plate, making a clink sound, jolting everyone from their thoughts. Everyone looked up staring intensely at him. “Oh, you’ve also lost your appetite right?” Christine smirked. Her jaw resting on the dorsum of her hands. Lucas’s gaze shifted to Christine’s, letting out a hiss as he moved the chair backwards with the back of his legs, which made a creaky sound before he turned to leave. Christine shook her head in disappointment. Every swallow of food was agonizing, shooting a sharp pain through my guts.I
Christine’s curious eyes flashed between my face and my mother’s, with her gaze narrowed in concern. “What’s going on here? Why are you both yelling at each other?” She asked, with a hint of shock. The tension in the room was heightened and Christine’s question even made it worse. My mother was still visibly shaken in anger, her palms vibrating in the air. She had to clench her fist to subside her rage. “Pamela, you should know better even if Emilia doesn’t. She’s not supposed to be stressing.” She uttered, her voice low and calm. “Stay out of this Christine. Emilia is my child, and I decide however I please to caution her”. My mother snapped, her voice seeping in disdain. Christine’s mouth hanged open in shock, her brows raised in surprise. Then she shifts her gaze to me, her face calm. “Emilia, you know yelling and shouting is harmful to your health. This was why the doctor wanted you to be placed on bed rest at the hospital”.“You should be resting and not engaging i
I sneaked carefully out of Lucas’s room, hoping to not be seen by anyone. I only wished my mother didn’t come interrogating Lucas about my whereabouts. I would have had a chance at getting another round of sex with Lucas. I could still feel his cock plunged in my pussy and his lips kissing every corner of my belly. My heart pounded with a desire, feeling both exhilarating and terrifying. Lucas had exposed my body to a new dimension of sexual pleasure. I couldn’t help but look forward to our next night together. I was lost in the blissful memories of our time together as I opened the door of my room.I peeped out, scanning through the corridor, just to make sure I wasn’t seen by anyone before closing my door with caution. “Where have you been?” A voice queried, leaving me frozen and stunned as I faced my door. It was my mother’s. I slowly turned around to see her seated across my room. Her eyes burning with rage as she kept swinging her legs in opposite directions, with
My eyes were widened in shock with the sight of Ethan’s outburst. If I knew my words would have this much effect on him, I should have held back. I have never seen him this upset. But this wasn’t entirely my fault, as I have been handicapped by the agreement I had with my mother. I had to get married to Lucas, to retain the only thing my father left behind, the house.My mind kept recalling Ethan’s words, crushing every chambers of my heart. Tears welled up in my eyes as I fell to the ground, wailing in sadness.I was no longer bold enough to fight for what my heart wanted. I caressed my lips with my fingers, as the thought of the passionate kiss we shared lingered. The connection so strong and solid. One that I had never felt with no one else, not even Tyler. I cleaned up my tears in defeat as I was starting to accept my fate, coming to terms with my present reality. I was tired of running and fighting. A knock on my door broke the silence, calling me back to reality. “P
“W-who’s there?” I stuttered , wondering who was at the door. My heart skipped a beat with every passing second. My anxiety heightened with every thought of being caught. The consequences of my actions came sooner than expected. My mind was swamped with worst-case scenarios. What if it’s my father? Or my mother? Or Ethan? Or even Emilia? My heart panged with curiosity. “You have to go hide in the bathroom”. I whispered to Ashley, my face stern. “You want to make me a secret?” Her eyes narrowed as she asked. “What? Are you insane? Is this the time for this” I queried with a firm whisper. “Yes, I’m insanely in love with you Lucas”. She uttered, her voice trembling as she confessed. “Love who? How? Listen to me this minute. Go into the bathroom, now”. I commanded, my voice sharp. Ashley’s face contorted with a mix of sadness and anger. She picked up her lingerie hanging on the head of the bed and her panties from the top of the bed side drawer. She stared back a
“This is why I never let my emotions get mixed with pleasure. I just sleep with them and move on”. I grudgingly muttered slamming Emilia’s door in fury.My face was red with rage. A whiff of betrayal blew over me. I felt like I had been played. I mean, how can a Playboy get played? I let my guards down. Curiosity got the best of me, trying to uncover the layers that there was to Emilia. She’s my One-night stand for goodness sake.One-night stands are meant to be flung away. They’re of no use, no value. I had defaulted by breaking the Playboy 101 rule. No matter how good she was in bed, she remains a One-night stand. You never reach out to her or try to get close to her. No sharing of contacts. No disclosure of identities. Just sex and she’s flung away. I let one night of pleasure get the best of me, blinding my reasoning when all that women have to offer is heartbreak.I thought it meant something to her. I thought she felt the same way. I could feel the pure and strong conne
“I can take it from here ma.” I said to Christine my mother-in-law , who was walking me up the stairs to my room. “Are you sure about that? Will you be fine?” She asked, her face glammed with concern and worry. “Yes ma, I promise. I will be just fine.” I answered, giving a warm smile.“Alright, that fine. Please if you need anything, do not hesitate to inform the maid. That’s her job”. She whispered, caressing my right cheek before giving me a side hug. “Alright ma, thank you so much”. I replied, making my way through the stairs. At that point, my mind was already fatigued from thoughts running through it. It felt like I had a million puzzle to unravel. I had so many questions I was in dire need of an answer for. I gave a deep sigh as I opened the door of my room. A calm, cool breeze whirled in through the window, calming my nerves for a second. It has been a terribly long day and a thorough bath was what I needed. I began to slowly take of my clothes. My arms were hu
I sighed in victory. “Finally, I have him hooked. I have looked forward to a day like this, since the day I first set my eyes on Lucas. He’s the most sexy being I have ever seen. I knew I was always going to get him finally to lay in bed with me. I mean, I always get what I want, and Lucas is in no exception. It was just a matter of time. His body is mine, not for anyone else and my body is his, surrendered fully to his pleasure and command. My body had melted under the intensity of his orgasm. A wave of satisfaction swept me off my feet, seeing that I made him cum. The sight of Lucas’s naked body at the bathroom door made my body shiver in excitement. None of my ex’s came close to how he made me feel. Lucas walked slowly to his wardrobe, making me wonder what he was up to. I thought we would continue from where we stopped. Why was he going to get his clothes on? Disappointment and frustration etched my face. My pussy was already fucking dripping from its juice, waiti
Ashley laid in my bed, slowly fondling with her hard, swollen, pointed nipples, while sucking her index finger. The sight of her left me in shambles, suppressing every bits of anger that had welled up in my stomach. The rage that blinded my eyes, cleared up instantly, leaving me absolutely helpless. The bold red lingerie was so transparent and without taking it off, I could see every revelation of her body. The standing boobs with it’s rigid tits that pressed against the lingerie, revealing it’s pink color.Her perfectly curved body, adorned with her light skinned, bulky thighs. I was completely dazzled, my guards were let down. All resistance were let loose, ridiculously thrown into the wind. She turned over, displaying her butts cheeks, revealing her red, g-string, as she swung her butts to the left and right. My mouth was wide open in reckless abandon, with droplets of saliva dropping from the sides of my mouth. She came readily prepared, with a determination to ge