“How long have we known each other?” Jasmine asked her friend.Eyes on her, he answered. “Three years.”“Let's sit,” She said.He obliged and joined her on the stairs. He knew that whatever she has to say was heavy.She turned to him with a bright smile, “If you were a sex worker, how much would you charge for a week?”“An entire week?”Jasmine nodded. “Yes.” This was one of the reasons she loved him. His ability to entertain her many out-of-the-world questions without deeming her crazy or shushing her.Gabriel mulled over the question for a few minutes and replied. “About four hundred k.”Jasmine smiled the smile that always conjured a twinkle in her eye. “A bit much, isn't it?”He shrugged easily, “I'll be worth it.”And he would, she had to agree. It was evidenced by the number of women after him. He was not blowing his own horn. He was easy on the eyes too, with his fine dark skin and rightly muscled tall form, he was honest to God perfection.He was looking at her now, openly, no
Days passed and she heard nothing from him. She began to doubt herself, began to think.What would someone like him want from an inexperienced chicken like her?In the fun date they had with their other friends, he did not act any different to her. He did not act as if she had offered her to be her sex toy for a week. Nothing seemed different.Or was there? Or was she overthinking things.Oh, come off it, Jaz, she reprimanded herself. It was just sex. Sex was normal. People had sex for fun everytime and there was nothing wrong with her wanting to satisfy her sexual urges just this once.At the end of the day, Jimmy said to the other four, “I would have come with you to the house but mine is a huge mess and my mother is coming over tomorrow. See you later.”“I think I'll go with him, ” Fola, Gabriel's younger brother, said. “Wanna come with, Jaz?”“No, thanks.”“Okay then.” He left jogging.Angel, cool-as-ice impertubable Angel, nodded at them and went with Jimmy and Fola.Jaz turned t
Yesterday had been blinding and as she laid down in the bed today, she wondered how crazier it could get.Because it would. Undoubtedly.“You good?” Gabe asked from beside her.“Yeah.”“What you thinking about then?”“Just wondering about things.”He turned on his side so he could face her, their faces leveled. “Tell me.”“Well,” she began shyly, “yesterday was nice.”“It was nice for me, too.” And he wasn't lying. He had been fantasizing about being with her for a while, and it had been way better than his fantasy.“I was wondering about today again.”He kissed her mouth. “I'll try my best, you insatiable wench.”She giggled and held him closer to her.There was more to sex than what happened yesterday, she knew. There were more ways to enjoy it and she wanted to explore those ways.She found she was excited. She looked at him.“What are we going to do today?”He groaned, pretending to be in pain. “You'll run me ragged, I'm sure.”She giggled again.He turned to her and siad, “What d
“Don't touch,” Gabe mumured as he kissed her.She groaned. “I want to.”“Don't.” he cautioned. “You'll get punished.”She paused at that, alert. She felt a bit of fear but she also felt thrilled.His mouth went lower on her body. She closed her fist tight. “Gabe, please.”Gabe took off her shirt and her jeans. “Lay down.”“My underwear.”“I'll take care of it.”He didn't take it off however. He peeled the panties back, gave her pussy a quick tumble with his tongue, and carefully placed a vibrator right inside.“Oh, God.” she said as it began to work. She writhed madly. “I want to—”“No.” he cut her off. “Blue your fav color, right?”She manage to nod, “Yes.”“That's your safe word.”“'Kay.”“If you want me to go slower, you say yellow.”His favorite color. She nodded.Gabe went on, “And if you want me to stop completely, you say white. Okay, baby?”“Okay.”“Run it by me again.”She repeated his instructions to him.He reached over her and tied her hands against the headboard of the be
“So how was yesterday's lesson for you?”“Yesterday's lesson in vanilla Bdsm, you mean?”Gabriel rolled his eyes. “Well, how did you like it?”“I like the blind folding and the bonding part. And the part where I absolutely did not beg you for relief.”“Did to.”She turned her lips downward. “Alas, I did. But I gave you a run for your money.”“I agree to that begrudgingly.” He faced her. “So you like that part?”She nodded, then launched forward and wrapped an hand round him from behind. “You're turning out to be worth the pay after all.”His mouth quirked up at the corner. “Fuck you, sweet.”“I would like that very much.”Surprised, he turned his head to face her. “Fucking? It's not making love.”“What's the difference?”“You tell me,” he challenged.“I'm a learner, remember?”He had to laugh. “Alright. I'll indulge you.”“Hmm.” She was draped over him like a coat.He maneuvered them so she was laying on him.“Where do I begin?”“Anywhere.”He cleared his throat and took the voice of
Up, down, up, down. She rose and lowered herself slowly as she rode him. Her legs were beginning to ache but she wouldn't stop. She would torment this man the way he had tormented her overnight.She had slept over in his place and had slept naked, meaning that she had been thoroughly ravished overnight. Tormented, she amended as she recalled him bringing her to the edge and then withdrawing.She had had to plead.It had also seemed that he had wanted to take as much as he could from her. Overnight had been different. Different from the previous times they had been together. This time, they'd seem like a couple. Beneath her, he groaned her name. “Jaaaaz, you're killing me.”“You will die a sweet, pleasurable death. ”“Witch.”“Socerer.”“Ah, fuck, Jaz.” He stretched out his hands and grabbed her hips, trying to pull her up. “Jaz, please, I don't want an orgasm now.”She clenched herself harder on top him.His entire body shuddered. “Don't start what you can't finish.”“Challenge acce
Jaz was acutely aware that their arrangement would end tomorrow. If he did, he gave no sign of it.It was the weekend and they were with their friends at the park. For a very particular reason, she was distracted, and she barely took part in their jibes and laughs.She wondered why she should feel this way when it was she who wanted the arrangement. Strictly business. And she'd achieved her aim. She'd orgasmed more than she ever had in the past few days, and she had learnt her sexual likes and dislikes, so why was she feeling down?“You okay, Jaz?” Fola, her best friend and Gabe's brother, asked.She yawned. “Yeah. I'm fine.”He walked over to her and engulfed her in a hug. “Just tell me if you want anything, okay? Or do you need anything taken care of.”She laughed. “What if I want to have you beat someone up for me?”“I would. If you actually ask for someone to be beaten up, then he or she deserves it.”“What if it's a girl?”“I'll bash her pretty face in. No one troubles my baby an
“So this week's a cap. Papa Gabe did a good job, so please leave your customer reviews. ”Jaz covered her mouth as she tried not to laugh. She hit him with a pen. “Stop it.”Gabe threw another grape lazily in his mouth. “It's serious, really. I need a customer review.”“Okay, so what do you want me to write in the notepad? The customer review or what I've learnt this week?”“Both, if you would be so kind. But let's start with what you've learnt.”“I learnt that—”“And when you're done writing it all down, I want you to tape it to the wall of your bedroom.”“Gabe!”“So any lucky bastard who gets to get to your bed knows them.”“What if he sees them and he ignores them?”“You just let me know.” Then because he hated that thought so much - of a man not listening to her - he turned to her with a frown in his brows. “Hey, look, Jaz, don't you ever go with an idiot who won't listen to you or try and get to know your wants and needs.” He flicked her ear to make her pay attention.“Hey!” She
“NO!” Larissa yelled again and struggled to pull free from the witch holding her. “NO, Aleric! Don't drink it!” If he did, he would lose all of his memories and fall under their spells. She would no longer exist in his mind. He would be nothing but an animal made to kill."I'm waiting, Aleric," said Marcel in a sing-song voice. "Would you rather drink this or watch as your woman's skin melts off her face?"Aleric jerked at his chain. "Don't do this, Marcel.""It's all up to you now, dear Aleric. Drink, or she melts.""NO!" wept Larissa, but even as she spoke, he knew he had no choice. Already, he could see the tip of her hair in the fire, her face flushed and sweaty from the heat."I will drink,"Marcel smiled. "Making wise decisions, Aleric. Good man. You and I will have so much fun. Just like old times, "Before, Marcel reached him with the drink, Aleric locked eyes with his wife."I want a kiss with her,""What??" shrieked Oanez. "You're not in a position to bargain!""I want to
“Miss me?”Aleric struggled to get up from the floor but fell back each time.Marcel smiled as he watched the man at his feet. “I'm stronger now, faster. I can kill you right here right now and leave your carcass for the birds of the air to feed on,”Aleric ignored him and tried standing up again. Larissa. If Marcel knew that his wife was in the room....Marcel began to sniff the air. “I smell woman,”He kicked Aleric aside and stepped into the house.“Why, my lovely lady, Larissa.”She screamed.On weak legs, Aleric got up but was knocked back down by one of the men Marcel had brought to him.“It's me you want, Marcel. Leave her out of this!” Marcel turned to him. “I don't want only you, Aleric,” he started, then his voice went full pitch, “I want you and everyone you've ever crossed paths with! YOU LEFT ME FOR DEAD!”It was almost difficult for him to draw breathe.“I - I had to, Marcel. I had to.”“Well, you should have made sure I stayed dead, Aleric.”He was getting weaker. His
Aleric stroked his wife's golden hair gently. "Did you miss me, my sweet?Larissa lifted her face from his chest and nuzzled softly as she snuggled closer to him. "Yes... yes, I missed you." Aleric laughed at her rare admission, his heart warming with affection. Larissa was a shy one, always reserved about her feelings or what she needed from him and to hear her confess almost made him shed tears of joy.He stroked her hair and kissed her face and said, "I missed you as well, my love." She whispered, "Very much?" she asked, and Aleric cast down his eyes at her. "Very much." He took her delicate face in his hands and planted a kiss on it. "My heart yearned for you during my stay at Matthew's. I almost couldn't render any help to my poor brother." Her eyes sparkled as she gazed up at him. "You silly man, so you abandoned Matthew to his fate and ran back home?" Aleric sighed in pretend regret. "Alas, I did," he replied, "but I don't regret it." She giggled, the sound like a chimi
Larisa wrote down the last line of the poem and shut her jotter. She yearned for Aleric so badly.Her hand reached out and picked up the goblet of red, thick blood, raising it to her lips.Not that she was hungry. She just needed the blood to serve as an aphrodisiac substitute to what she was feeling, to what she wanted.Sex.A copulation of body and soul with her beloved.But that would not be today, nor tomorrow. His journey still had a few days left in it.How could she wait till then?Her remembering the last time they had been together wasn't helping matters as well.His fingers had been so skilful and deft, his mouth on her skin soft and seductive.She didn't know when her hands began to rub on her body, tracing lines across the skin on her neck.One of her hands found its way underneath her gown and pulled away her undergarments. One finger slide in between the folds of her warm, moist cunt and she shivered from the pleasure of it.She inserted another finger, then another and
“Oh, this big boy Alpha is not getting the best of me.” Kylie said and waved her hand to dismiss her warriors behind herShe was the beta of the moonstone pack, and she and her men had been on the hunt for a few rogues that had been causing chaos in packs over the country. It turns out that the Alpha of the Rising Gem pack, who was also her ex, was also on the hunt for them and now that one of the rogues had been caught in the borders of the two pack, the big bad Alpha of the Rising Gem pack wanted to dish out justice.No way.Kylie had promised her Alpha she would bring the rogue to their pack.Alpha Reed's nose flared as Kylie sauntered towards him, the sight of her lean, lithe body sending something straight to his cock.He grounded his teeth. He would put this overconfident bitch in her place.Kylie matched up to his face, smiled. “Dismiss your men, please. Or are you scared a girl will kick your ass?”With a raise of his hand, he dismissed his men. Kylie took one step closer. “I
From the minute he drove off, Zayed knew that he had no other option. There was nobody that would marry him on such notice, so he waited for her call. When he didn't get it three days later, he headed into the club and asked of her. Tania was pleasantly surprised when he requested her presence in a private room."Hello, your highness," she gave a little curtsey as she swung her hips in movement towards him. She was glad for the attire she wore, a simple but elegant dress that hinted at her finger and showed just a hint of skin tastefully.Zayed watched her smooth fluid movements with hooded eyes. When she took her seat beside him, he spoke,"Your call did not come.""Were you waiting for it, your highness?" she countered cheekily, eyes twinkling, dimple in her cheek. "Perhaps you do not need this agreement anymore,""We both do, your highness," As she spoke, she toyed with his opened shirt, occasionally making subtle contacts with his skin. It was a calculated move, a subtle remi
Zayed watched as the stripper wound herself round the pole seductively, but his mind was barely registering her. All he wanted to know was how he would get a bride in two weeks. Two. F*ck*ng. Week.Allah, he thought he had more time than this, but his father had fallen sick and had been told to leave the throne for someone younger because of his health. Naturally, his son, Zayed, had come to mind, but Zayed was single to stupor, and his cousin, Fazad, wasn't. Fazad's wedding was in two weeks, and he would be eligible to take the throne unless Zayed could produce a wife before then.So here he was. In the one place, he could relax - Mystique, the exquisite men's club. All around him were men of different calibre, their eyes fixed on the seductress in front.There was Antonio, the heir to the world's most deadly mafia organization, and Jackson, the son of the president of the United States of America. This was one of the very few places that could accommodate them both without war.He t
"I don't want to know how it happened. That man will have me to answer to for the rest of his life.""Caleb—""He will live the rest of his life looking over his shoulders for me..."The voice filtered through into her consciousness, and she opened her eyes to the brightness of a strange room.She managed to turn her head around to check out the room. There was an IV drip connected to her wrist, and her nose crinkled with the smell of antiseptic, making her stomach churn.She was in a hospital.Her body felt like lead, and her head pulsed in time with the steady beep of the heart monitor. "Ow," she croaked in pain as her head began to throb.The men talking at the door turned towards her suddenly at the same time - the movement synchronised and uncanny. One of them made his way towards her, eyes unsmiling."C-Caleb," she stammered."How do you feel?" he asked quietly when he got to her side."I'll get the doctor," said the other man at the door before exiting the room."Who's that?"
“W-what?” She stammered.His voice was levelled and calm as he said, “You heard me, Ireti. Touch yourself.”She tried but couldn't stop the trembling on her whole body. “W-with you watching?”“Yes,” he replied callously and raised his glass to his lips. “We are here because you agreed to my proposal, after all.”Silence — the kind that stretched and wrapped itself around you. “Do not waste my time, Iretiola. I'm waiting,”“Please don't make me do this,” she pleaded, now unable to stop the tears gathering in her eyes. “Why?”“I'll pay you back the money,”“When?”She didn't have a reply for that, so she said again, “Please,”She hated herself for that, but she said again, “Please,”She hated herself for begging and hated herself for the tears. Oh, this bastard would pay for the humiliation he was putting me through — pay a thousand times. She didn't know when she didn't know how, but she would make him pay.She forced herself to meet his eyes; he was staring at her body, a blank flat