"Secrets and regrets. "Unknown's POV"Please. .please ...faster!" The bitch in my bed cried. On all her fours, I was teasing her soaking pussy with slow thrusts.She knows, she will get only what I want to give her. "Aww such a greedy baby...but this is not how you beg. ...use words, show me how much you want this pussy of yours to be fucked by my cock." I demanded. Wrapping her hair in my hand, I pulled her "beg my sexy whore. ."I whispered in her ear. "Please please fuck me, fuck my pussy harder .....faster please!" She screamed, making me pound her continuously like an animal, ruthlessly. I was enjoying playing with her. Seeing her so wild. I can sense my hold on her hair was too tight but do I care? Nah. She begged for it. And you get what you wish for. And you get what I wish for. I am a selfish bastard I only care about my pleasure. With a few more thrusts I felt her coming followed by my seeds ready to burst. Pulling out on time "Turn. Kneel" I ordered. And I was please
Iris's POVRing...Ring...Ring...Ring......"Iris pick the damn phone." After telling me a lot of times my friend finally lost her control. "I am not," I said stubbornly, staring outside the window of her moving car. Not even I bothered to glance at my phone. "Then at least put it on silent or else I sure this time I will throw it outside the window. Don't blame me then." I can feel how irritated she was. But well I can't blame her, here is she trying to cheer me up since morning and all day I am doing nothing but annoy her with my silence and sulking face.I mean, imagine, you knocked on your best friend's door, then raided her fridge while keeping your sad face in front of her and not answering any of her questions. And then you slept the whole day. So to end her torture, I picked up my phone and turned its power off. Squeezing it tight, I threw it in my bag. Doing so I again resumed my interesting job of looking out of the window. Currently, we are on our way to a newly opene
"Let's play this damn game, where I go wild and you tame. ____ME."Iris's POV"Two more shots!" I shouted giggling okbuzzing with excitement due to alcohol. "Here you go sweetheart. " the bartender put two more shots of clear liquid with a flirtatious wink my way.Giggling, I raised the shorts and dawned them one by one in a go.Scrunching I let the bitter sour taste of the drink, tickle my throat. Looking around I saw Blair moving her hips seductively on a blonde's front, from the look on the guy's face I can tell he was having the time of his life.Laughing at her boldness I shook my head and looked around.The club was bustling with a huge young crowd for being new. 'This is a cool place ." I told myself looking at the Red and black decor of the club. There were two floors the ground floor consisted of a dance floor, the bar, and a lounge area, whereas the second was almost the same with VIP lounge rooms.My eyes again set over Blair who is now busy making out with the blond
"I am a wanderer, wandering every inch of her skin__ME"Alexander's POVStanding in front of me, looking with those green deep as forest eyes, is the girl that put quite a wild game today, and damns me if I don't tame her today. It's high time, she knows that she is mine and only I can touch her.She out of all people know I hate sharing. Especially Iris. Sue me or call me obsessed but when it comes to her, I just don't care. I become fucking selfish. I want everything of her for me and with me. I know I sound insane. Even I am surprised by the intensity of emotions. I have never felt this way ever before.Since the age of 12, one thing I was taught was to control my emotions. Because uncontrolled emotions make you the puppet in the hands of other people. Hence I always masked my emotions or usually, I never gave much thought to them, until Iris. She waltzed into my life so effortlessly and changed everything without a warning. And now it's time I claim what mine. It's time
As soon as Xander slammed, I felt the pain everyone talked about, the pain Blair defined as the pain before the ultimate pleasure. I remember I would always ask her why people are so eager to do something that's gonna give them pain and she would just shake her head at my idiocy and would answer me with a phrase. No pain, no gain. And I wish the pain is worth, the ultimate pleasure she talked about. My nails were clawed at Xander's back, to ease the pain I am feeling. The pain feels too great. I am feeling my pissy being torn apart. , I want to but can't stop my tears from flowing. I feel filled but at the same time want to feel nothing. I opened my squeezed eyes to find Xander staring back at me with emotions that were etched with worry and desire. He can feel my pain. As Xander stills, he started kissing every drop of my tears, whispering sweet nothings in my ear, making me breathe to ease the pain. I don't know if feel pain as well. But looking at Xander, I feel like they d
Alexander's POVLook at me, looking at her as if I have never seen a woman in my life, sprawled on my bed. But she is not any woman. My subconscious reminded me. Of course, she is not! !!She is my Angel, my Iris, my Woman. The woman, who once I thought controlled the actions of my body, but oh so wrong I was.The beautiful woman spooned in my arms, breathing on my chest, not only owning my body but my heart. Before yesterday, I thought, I wanted Iris, as I had never wanted anything in my life. She was a want. But yesterday when she uttered those three beautiful words, after we made love, yes love, I realized what I feel for is not just merely a want .....I love this woman, I love her so much, I need her in every second of my life like I need oxygen to breathe. Bringing her closer, I pressed a kiss on her forehead, stroking her beautiful hair gently. The moment those words left her mouth, first I froze, eyes opened wide, but slowly when the words registered, my heart swelled wi
The last two days were the happiest days of my life. After our special night, I and Xander seem to be closer than we ever were. The constant blush on my cheeks and the flutters in my stomach are beautiful reminders of that night. After the day we spent at Xander's condo, we came back home the next day. Coming back, Xander was graced with no questions about his disappearance, I mean who would ask him? The only person who can question his absence is in London.But with me the case was different. My mom won't leave my back, asking about my whereabouts, even though I told her that I was with Blair. She won't just believe.She is convinced that I am seeing someone, especially after our mother-daughter chat. And what's worst is, that she is convinced that the person I am seeing is none other than Jacob.Little does she know how far from the truth she is. And that hurts me. My mom is the only person who has always been proud of me for choosing my path. She always had my back. She may n
Iris's POV Working with Xander has both its pros and cons. When he is not trying to kiss me and be my Xander, then he is a very good mentor. When his work mode is on, he takes no bullshit. Ooos a bad word. Anyway. One thing that I love most about Xander is his work ethic. I worked only for a couple of days with him but those days are enough to tell me why he is one of the most successful businesses. When he is working he is a maniac. He forgets everything even me. For example yesterday, I made a mistake, I mailed the wrong copy of the contract to an investor. And I didn't even notice it. But Xander did and he treated me the same way he would treat any other employee , he scolded me for my stupid mistake and told me to double check any contract before mailing . In just a couple of days, he taught me a lot about ins and outs of the business. Only if it was something I loved. Business is not for me. I liked what I did in, the last few days. But that's it. It is not my dream and
Iris's POV ------------------ 2 years later. Closing my eyes with headphones, playing Ed Shereen as an escape from my thoughts.Though it's not helping much but still a good distraction. Good duration from the aviation I am feeling because of this long flight. And also because I am an hour late. I should have been in New York. Dr. Iris Russo calms down, you will soon be with them. Dr. It feels so good to call me with the word. It's like my whole life and rebelling have all summed up into the small world. I am an official child psychiatrist now. And believe me, I don't think there was any job than this I would have enjoyed, I feel so great talking to those kids who have no idea of the mental problem they are facing. It feels good that they come to me to talk about their problems. And after becoming one I realized, only big ones are not the ones with problems, these small heads carry a lot of stress and burden and love every second of the job especially when they
I am going to end his doctorate career. I think angrily as I am kicked out of my wife's hospital room. They told me I am stressing her out, how can I stress her out, and if anything I am the one keeping her calm. They just don't understand but they will soon. And like I said I heard my wife scream and before I can count up there, the door to her room is again opened, and there stood he with his head now down and jaws ticked. " Sir, Mrs. Russo is not letting us touch her. Please." She grits the last word put and if I want this worried for my wife I would have smirked at her. That's my woman. I praise my angel as I walk past her inside but before I go I turned and my eyes widen, the hallway is filled with my fitness and family. Now I am the one feeling a little embarrassed as the doctor looks at my family and then at me and narrows her eyes at me. Instead of backing down I shrug and enter to see eyes looking at me angrily."How dare you live me alone!!!" she screamed so l
I was someone who always had complaints in my life. You can tell as much as I liked fighting for dreams, I was also someone who would complain if things didn't go my way. It's not my fault though. All my life since I started understanding things, I have been told that I am not enough and that I need to be better, and that I should be perfect. I hated being told so but was so little to argue about it, hence did as people around me told me and today I regret listening to other people. I wish I could go back in time and tell my younger self that she is perfect, she needs not to work so hard, she needs not to be so hard on herself, that the world is a vicious place and the only way you can survive in this world is by being you. You are the strongest perfection that one can ever achieve. Because in this world where people walk around you with so many faces, you will shine when you have your own and one only. But all of that doesn't matter because now I am also one of thos
Let's just the little feast we had downstairs was not enough for my husband. And there are many reasons for it. But I will cut it down to, two most important. 1. He is as hard as steel. 2. It's our wedding night. So let's just say, my husband, picked me up in his signature way, wrapped my legs around his torso, and up to stairs he kept kissing and nibbling on my nipples. And a hormonal would-be mama is not gonna complain. Because let's be honest, I love every bit of it. The attention he is giving to my body is something I didn't know I wanted but now I know I have been craving it. My heart flutters, as my husband delicately places my body on the bed. Standing to his full height, he got rid of all his cloth as fast as he can. Usually, I like the slow torturous strip tease, but today I am so needy that I just want him to fuck me and use me like the slut he called me a while ago. And I don't have to plead because I and my husband are on the same page on this. "
" Are we done?" " No" I reply immediately looking at my new husband with a glare as I chew the pasta in my mouth, that he so deliciously made. Throughout the night, the guests kept us I'm busy, and I was so busy being the perfect wife that I completely missed my dinner. And where I can go for a day without eating, the baby growing inside me needs to eat. It's not like there was no food at the reception. There was plenty of it. And so many cuisines, some of the cuisines were my favorite. I should have drooled over them and should have pounced on the memo et I saw them. But that very moment my hormones decided to kick in, and even the sight of my favorite food was making me feel as if I want to throw up. And hence though I wanted to couldn't eat anything, except the lava cake. Which by the way is not enough to fulfill the apatite of a pregnant moment. The pregnant woman inside me wanted to throw a tantrum right there, the woman wanted to throw her legs and whine for
Alexander's POV I never thought hearing two words would fill me with so much bliss. But I am feeling it. It's as if someone has given me happiness in the whole world. For the first time unlike me, I want to jump and scream to the whole world that I am the happiest man alive in the world. I have the woman, who I loved like I never knew I was capable of loving. Today I have made Iris Brooke mine in all ways. She is my wife. " I do." the beautiful words that left her lips are echoing in my head like beautiful music. And I want to hear them on a loop. The words of the pasture are fading and I am hearing nothing my eyes are fixed only on my beautiful wife, who has the most enchanting biggest smile plastered on her face. But all of a sudden her smile turns into a frown, and she looks from the paster to me, as of waiting for something, I don't understand her sudden reaction and look at everyone, and their eyes fixed on me with the same confusion. " Dude you are freaking ou
Iris's PoV Dad and I were still talking when we heard a knock at the door, we both simultaneously turned towards it to see mom at the door, she is looking beautiful as ever in her lavender dress. As she is also my bridesmaid. Dad and she exchanged an understanding nid and smiled at each other. I missed this smile a lot. It's not the same as they use to give each other every morning but it is something. This tells me, that they did talk and things are working out. "Don't run the horses in your head baby. " mom gives me a knowing. Of course, she always knows what I am thinking. "We are trying," she whispered coming to stand in front of me and besides me. From the moment she entered the room dad has his eyes fixed on her, not for once did he tell his eyes off her. And why won't he, mom is looking beautiful, let me tell you unlike me mom is a health freak, she enjoys her junk food but never forget to exercise, and she loves doing yoga. It's her regular, because of
Dear Angel I was someone who never believed in love let alone love at first sight. And then you came and changed everything. You became everything to me. Your thoughts confirmed everything that I had, my heart mind, and soul. You don't even know when you had me already wrapped around your fingers. You were in my bed, sleeping with a divine smile on your face, I am sure you were dreaming something good, your hair was sprawled on my pillow and you had your hands resting on my stomach. You had me captured, and you didn't even know, and when the Trance cracked, the first words that left my lips were, " Angel" That day when I first met you was a special bit there is another day that surpasses it and it always will. It is the day when you were drunk, sat on my lap, and named me Mr. Handsome. That was the first time you showed me a piece of your self and that day it was set that you are mine only mine. As much as I am you're. Always will be. I will take what I can give
I shook the scene out of my mind. I don't want to walk down the aisle wet. Not until our reception is over. After the first time, I wanted a small wedding, with friends and family only. And there was no debate on it because Xander and I were on the same page and so were put families. Hence there were not many people, only those who mattered. If you start noting down lessons of life, you will realize one of them is, that your circle of friends needs not to be big, it can be small, but all that matters is people who form the circle, should be loyal and real to you. That's all friendship defines and I am glad about everything bad happening, I have made a pact with the best people in my life. Jacob was a surprise, but he is like most protective yet the most understanding brother that I could have wished wish for. From worst to best, he was by my side or behind, always having my back. No matter what situation I am in, one thing I knew was, he is just a call away