"Are we in a scene right now?” i asked, unsure about the proper protocol i needed to give him.“Would you feel safer being in a scene?” he asked.I shook her head. “No.”“Then we’re not in a scene. Were just two people, Ethan and Emma for tonight.”Relief swamped me. I could handle simply being a woman sharing a meal with Ethan.Mate.He bent over to grab something out of the fridge, I could not take my eyes off his ass, It was tight and firm.“You’re checking out my ass,” he said, smiling as he turned to face me"“Am not.” embarrassment made my cheek turned red wirh flame, I almost wanted to sink into the floor, how could he be so raw with his words.“Don’t worry, Emma, I won’t put you over my knee.”I knew he was trying to tease me, and couldn’t help but smile. “I like the thought of going over your knee.”He laughed, throwing his head back.Yes, i could handle being alone with him for a few days.**********Ethan's POV.I started to cut the chicken, and with each inhale I could sme
"Trust, this is about building trust" Jax said silently, not wanting me to move forward than I intend to.For the next ten minutes we cooked dinner, and the scents of the spicy chicken filled the air, my stomach rumbled with the need to feed.Sitting next to each other we ate our dinner in comfortable silence.Emma's POV.“This is amazing,” I said, twirling some noodles onto my fork. “You know how to cook.”“You wouldn’t have thought that from my first attempt at spicy chicken noodles. I vomited for three days afterwards.” Ethan said, taking a huge bite of his chicken.I chuckled, covering my mouth as smi did. “You’re joking. I don’t believe you.”“I didn’t cook the chicken properly. I tell you, it was the worst couple of days for me.”“Okay, I can believe that.” I replied, as we cleaned away our mess, and he put the spices away. When we were done, he led me out of the kitchen and moved toward the stairs.“I’ll give you the grand tour tomorrow. For now I think it’ll be good if you get
Don’t think about her.Pushing the thought of my mother aside, I focused instead on the man in the bedroom next to mine. He was not going to let me hide from him. The pack was easier to hide from back at home. My father was the only one in the whole pack who demanded my presence at dinner or during a run. I rarely changed into a wolf even though he asked for me to be there. My father loved me so much, but my mother despised me. And Ethan? I didn’t know what he felt about me. There were times throughout the year where I thought he was going to cross the line and take what he wanted. He never did, and my trust in him began to build."He’s our mate" Riya sneered.Was it worth arguing with him anymore? I couldn’t trust myself to be around him, my search for pain had put me in scary situations. Other men I had been with had considered me a freak.There was no way i could bear for Ethan to know the truth, i was defective. It sucked that i wanted Ethan and yet was scared because of what I h
"Don’t disobey me, Emma. I was willing to wait until tomorrow, and all you have done is test me. I don’t like being tested.” He stayed still even as his voice travelled throughout the room. The Alpha inside him raised the hairs all over my body. My clit swelled at the command within his voice.Slowly, keeping the lace in front of me, i stepped off the bed.“Drop the lace. You are not hiding from me.” He walked toward the door and flicked the light, illuminating the whole room, there was no hiding anymore. He made sure of that.“This is unfair.”“Unfair is having a mate for a whole year denying you. Unfair is that mate fingering herself instead of coming to her Dom. Don’t even begin to tell me what’s unfair or not. You’ll not like what I have got to say.” He folded his arms once again.His gaze was on mine, waiting, watching.“I can’t do this.”“Yes, you can. If you don’t I promise you there will be a severe punishment, one you won’t like.”What wouldn’t i like? I had pushed Ethan the
I reached down, grabbing her arm and drawing her up toward my body, she fought as i continued to hold her. Her arousal intensified. Not once did she scream for me to stop or to tell me no.Pressing her to the bed, i grabbed her hands pressing them above the bed, holding both of her hands in one of my hand, With my free hand i glided my hand down her body.“You could have come to me and I would know exactly what to do to bring you off.”She laughed, the sound harsh and bitter. “You would be the first man.”I smiled. “No other man has ever brought you to orgasm. Baby, you are in for a treat. Giving women orgasms is a skill I learned early.” Leaning down, i sucked her tight brown nipples, not giving her time to grow accustomed to my touch, biting down on the hard bud.Emma cried out, arching up against my hold, her strength was no match for me as I kept holding her hands down to the bed, i pressed a palm to her stomach keeping her in place as I tortured the bud nearest meStill, she did
“I won’t, Sir.”“Good.” Sliding to the floor, i cupped her tits, feeling the rounded tips fill my palms, they were so big that i could not hold them within my hands, i pinched both nipples together making Emma's legs slid open more revealing her creamy cunt to my gaze.Closing the distance between us, I sucked her clit into my mouth.She screamed, jerking on the bed. Her hands could not touch me.I pinched her nipples a little tighter, rubbing the nubs afterward as I sucked, bit, and flicked her clit.Her cum was soaking my chin, and I drank it up.“Put your legs over my shoulders,” i said, waiting for her to do as i ordered, her legs opened more wider.Pressing my tongue into her cunt, i glided my tongue up to circle her clit, using my nails to pinch her nipples at the same time i bit my clit. The pain along with the pleasure must have set her off as she screamed out her release, filling my mouth with her cum.I moaned, drinking her down, loving the taste. She rubbed her pussy all ov
I stayed perfectly still as he got what he wanted, seconds later, he sat down on the bed. “I’m going to brush your hair for you.”Ethan ran the brush through my hair, taking his time, when he got to knots, i was surprised how gentle he was in working them out, my curiosity increased about him.“You have got questions?” he asked.“How did you know, Sir?”“You’re fidgeting. I have noticed over the year you fidget when you are curious, but otherwise you sit still like a good little sub. Ask your questions. I’m ready to listen.” He continued to brush my hair. I loved the attention, my mother had not been the kind of woman to spend the time brushing hair.“Where did you learn to brush hair, Sir?” i asked. Since he given me permission to speak, but i remembered to use his title, I wanted to please him further.“I have dealt with a lot of subs. I have found many of them like this kind of attention, and it’s a skill I learned to acquire. You are my mate, Emma. Iwill do whatever necessary to m
Ethan worked my hair into a ponytail. “I love your hair, but I don’t want it to get in my way. I love watching your face.” He took a seat again, confusing me the more.He offered me a slice of peach, I stared at the fruit then at him, a frowned appeared on my face.“You will feed from my hands,” he said.Leaning forward I sucked the fruit from his fingers trying not to touch his skin, Ethan laughed. “I wash my hands. You’re not going to get any diseases.” For several minutes he fed me different slices of fruit, sipping his coffee and reading the paper. The only attention he paid me was with the fruit he offered up.Was i invisible?Gripping the edge of my seat, I took more fruit. When the bowl was empty he buttered some toast and tore the bread apart. Again, i had to take the food from his fingers. Slowly, the anger started to ebb away to be replaced with comfort. I liked taking food from his offered hands. He was feeding me, caring for me.When the food was all gone, Ethan took plent
Between his looks and his heavy money, Riccardo Bainchi could have anybody on this planet. He had gone out with plenty of women who were half his age without wrinkles and stretch marks, those who could still give him kids.I had dedicated my life to him, had given up all hopes and dreams I had because the money was nice and he treated me better than some of the other jobs I had in my teens. I never got a college education so the opportunities had always been limited. I had nothing to offer him.Before I could voice any of those concerns, he was at my side. He took my chin in his hand, pulled me closer to him, and kissed me hard on the mouth. I stiffened in his hold for a brief moment, wondering if this was all some sort of… joke.But Riccardo didn’t make jokes, especially not with me.“Riccardo,” I whispered between kisses. “Wh-What are you doing?”He seized my waist and lifted me onto the table, almost immediately dropping to his knees between my thighs. I leaned my arms back on the
Riccardo Bianchi scrolledthrough his phone at the head of the dining table with an empty glass of whiskey in front of him. After wiping down the kitchen counter, I refilled the glass, my hand trembling from the nerves zipping through me right now.I had worked for the Bianchi Family for nearly thirty years and had never asked for a night off because I had never quite needed it before now. Riccardo gave me more than enough time during the week to spend my days doing whatever I wanted with his dirty money.But I wanted to go out Friday night with a man I had met at the grocery store. He had worked there for the past five years, but I had never gotten the courage to talk to him besides some desperate little smiles here and there.“What’s wrong?” Riccardo asked.“N-Nothing!” I said too quicklyHe grabbed my shaky hand, stopping me from pouring any more. “Ophelia.”Sucking in a breath, I placed the bottle of alcohol down on the counter and hurried toward the front of the table to distance
She turned off the buzzing toy and climbed up next to me. Her breath smelled like beer and my musk, but I didn't care. I kissed her, holding her face between my hands. She opened her mouth and sucked my tongue between her teeth. "I want you to fuck me with your fingers while you kiss me," she said.I found her wet and open when my fingers reached her mons. I pressed her back against the pillows and kissed her with abandon. She began to move against my palm, making quiet mewing sounds as I rubbed up and down. Every kiss was open, every bite a tease. I ground myself against her side, while my fingers slid along and between her slit.She was holding back. I could tell she didn't want it to be over too soon. I began to kiss her neck and ears, enjoying her biting my shoulder as I worked her closer to the edge. She began to hold her breath, just like John had when he got close. I grabbed her hair and pulled to expose her neck as she had done to me."Oh, fuck yes," she whispered as I licked
I hadn't been entirely honest with Jules. She was the only woman I'd ever thought of sexually. There were a few times when my imaginary lover grew softer curves and longer hair. It was usually after I'd woken from a dream and I couldn't sleep again without finding release. In those drowsy moments, as my fingers rubbed, it was her breasts I touched, and her mouth I kissed. And when my release came, it was her name I whispered. I was ashamed I hadn't told her.Admitting it in my journal didn't change the way I felt about John. Being with him was satisfying in ways that being with Jules couldn't replace. I loved his rough skin when he didn't shave. I loved holding onto his strong shoulders as he entered me. I loved the way he called my name when he emptied himself into me. John and I had connected so powerfully that I now feared losing him as much as I did Jules. It was hard to believe I'd only known him two weeks.I'd fallen for someone wonderful, my best friend had become something mor
Jules spoke before I had a chance to say anything. "She's my wife. It doesn't matter how old she is."Now he looked even more skeptical. "Ya'll are married?" he asked, his tone implying he didn't believe her.I was confused and turned to ask her what she was doing, but Jules reached around my shoulders and pulled me close. She kissed me, moving her mouth against mine and knocking all other thoughts out of my head. I forgot everything as she took my breath away. She stopped after a few lovely moments and turned back to him. "See?"His eyes opened wide as he licked his lips. "Uh, fine. You're married," he said. Then he turned to go back to the bar, looking back over his shoulder at us twice as he went.I was hot suddenly and took off my coat. "That was unexpected.""You wanted a beer, didn't you?""Yes," I agreed, putting my coat down next to me on the seat. "That was ... wow."When he brought over the beers and sat them down in front of us, he asked, "Ya'll want me to run a tab?""Can
"Anyway, he started asking more and more questions. I could tell he was worried about me moving too fast. He tried to make you seem like some backwoods gold digger and I nearly popped him in the mouth for it," he said, sounding angry with his words clipped short."He just doesn't know me. Jules is worried you just want someone to hook up with that won't complicate your life on campus.""Fuck 'em both, then." he said with a grim laugh."I need to tell you something," I said, but he didn't seem to hear me."Look, you don't know everything that's happened over the last couple of years. Mike's been a good friend. He's helped me get through some serious shit. Even so, you don't have to worry about him changing my mind. I've never felt like this about anyone before. Let them worry. You still trust me, don't you?""Yes.""Then hang tough, only four more weeks and I'll be there. I may even bring the bastard along to put this shit to rest. Hey, maybe we could set him up with Jules?""We can tr
"You mean, John..." She trailed off for a second. "Wait, he took your virginity and all he gave you for Christmas was a fucking calendar?""That calendar was his promise to me. He's coming back in four weeks, with more trips to follow! If you hadn't flown off the fucking handle, I'd have told you--""Oh my God, you can't start dating your cousin! What would I tell Susan?""Why the hell not? It's not like we're actually related or did you forget that part?" When she didn't say anything right away, I took advantage and tried to catch my breath. Glancing back at Jules, I found her standing in the doorway of the closet with the strangest look on her face."You still could've told me, Kate," said Mom, sounding much calmer, but my frustration was beyond my control."Yes, I could have, but with the way you've reacted so far, I'm not sure it would have turned out any different.""Just come home. I've been worried sick about you. I haven't been able to sleep since you left."I laughed out loud
Niro's looked a little like a brown house from the outside, but the interior featured a green and white theme with garish accents in yellow and red. We lined up and ordered our dogs, taking seats in the crowded dining room. Mine was fully loaded with tomatoes, pickles, peppers, and onions, and I knew I'd pay for it later, but I hadn't been able to resist my favorite. Jules had hers with everything except the onions."You're going to regret that later," I said.She looked up at me, puzzled. "What?""Not eating onions." I looked at her with a wicked grin. It was still so odd to see her and want to kiss her. I kept thinking of her as my friend, but then my racing heart would correct me every time I looked at her."I don't mind onion breath." Picking up a single fry, she slipped it between her lips seductively, and whispered, "As long as it's yours."I could feel my face grow hot and had to look away for a moment. When her foot slid up my calf, I chuckled. "You'd better eat fast. I'm alre
The hunger I felt for her couldn't stop my mind from comparing our bodies. My own lips were smaller, and my sensitive nub didn't protrude like hers did. Her flavor was amazing, coppery and bright with an almost electric spark. I'd tasted my own arousal before, but this was like drinking lightning from the clouds. Her wetness spread along my lips and cheeks as she began to moan. When she reached her peak, she was completely still, but her thighs trembled against my face. After she'd cried out, her pulsing finish triggered another fit of giggles as she pushed my face away. I kissed her fingers when she put them under my chin to pull me up."Stop, too intense," she said. "Come here and kiss me. Was that enough to blot out the bad memory?"I was feeling greedy. "No, but it was a good start."When I snuggled down next to her again, we looked into each other's eyes. "It makes a difference when it's you," she murmured, seeming surprised, and it puzzled me."Did you imagine it wouldn't?""I'v