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Chapter 223

Author: DT Jones
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Kansas had been a wonderful trip, though perhaps not as long as she would have liked. Sandra visited with old friends before bidding her grandparents’ farewell. Papa and Nana would be joining them the following month. Creighton had paid the back taxes on the property in Yorkshire. The workers had been hired to start the restoration after being assured by Andrew that Angela Meacham was not killed in the house.

Michael Farnsworth was elected unanimously as the Mayor of Hoisington, until the next election, and was already busy setting up office, sorting through the budget and making plans for the coming months. Cathy had left for New York as she planned, but not before Sandra and she had spent several hours talking. Once her little sister set her straight and made certain she was aware of the consequences of touching Creighton, accidentally or not, Cathy was able to leave town with a fanfare and celebration that only money could afford on such short notice. The rift between the siblings
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  • TRUST ME   Chapter 224

    As predicted, Sandra woke the next morning with a jerking in her stomach that made her run to the bathroom. As she leaned across the toilet, she thought about the books they had been reading. If they were right, she was at the end of the morning sickness stage, and she welcomed its departure gladly. She honestly felt as though she should name the many toilets, she had visited over the past three months. The one in her grandparents’ home could be John, the one at Aunt Kissy’s could be Jane. The one on the plane would be Miles, since Creighton insisted they needed to keep up their membership in the Mile-High Club and this one was definitely Pervie, named after the perversion she knew her husband would soon introduce her to…again.Creighton awoke to the sounds of his wife in the bathroom. Gut wrenching sounds that made his own stomach jump echoed from behind the closed door. He tossed the covers aside and quietly padded down the stairs to the kitchen where he stood in front of the fridge

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 225

    Creighton shut the door and left Sandra sitting in the tub staring at him. She knew he would never harm her, but she had no idea what he had planned for her either. The temptation was growing, only now it had a different path to take than defiance. She was very eager to know what he had in mind for her.Five minutes passed by before she stepped back into the bedroom. The dim light from the lamps bathed the windowless room in a romantic glow. She glanced up to the table sitting in the corner of the room and blushed. After using it at Rochelle’s, she was certain he had something wickedly delicious in store for it. Sandra walked to the bed and found the leather thong that went with her matching bustier and smiled. There was a pair of black nylons, her thigh high black boots and the diamond and sapphire necklace he had given her on their wedding day, but there was no top, no bra, not even a robe to cover up with. She found the blush stinging her delicate face as she quickly donned the ou

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 226 **

    Sandra smiled at him. He was giving her an out, but she knew that this was only the first time he would insist she learn his business. Perhaps she could delay his relief by trying to understand what he had to teach her. After all, he had played with her and kept her frustrated more times than she could count while they were in Kansas.“Shall we begin?” she asked him in a voice dripping with sugar. Creighton frowned. She was up to something, he could tell, but right now, looking at her with her breasts at eye level was making it difficult for him to concentrate.The gauntlet was placed, as were the rules, and he found the challenge intriguing and delightful. He would make her play his game and in return, he would play hers. He knew she had wanted spanked and was confident that it was now safe enough to do so, with limitations. He would make certain she was well rewarded for her attentive behavior and he knew just from looking at her, she was going to try playing with fire again. This

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 227 **

    “What are you thinking about?” she asked with a slight furrow of her brow.“Oh, all the naughty things I plan on doing to you.” He smiled at the soft blush she offered him. “You must have been hungry,” he added, making her look down at the empty plate in front of her. Sandra was amazed. She barely remembered eating at all, but she felt full and content and ready for whatever he had in mind.“Tell me about this surprise you mentioned last night,” she remarked, hoping to still the wild thumping of her heart.“You mean besides the table in our room?” He smiled when her blush deepened.“You said I would like it. That table is your perverted toy, not mine.”“But you are the one who will benefit from it. In many perverted, dark ways.”“So that was my surprise?” “No,” he chuckled and stood, walking out of the room and into the den. He returned a few minutes later with an iPad and handed it to her, causing her to frown.“What’s this?” she asked, taking it from him and watching as he walked

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    Sandra looked up at him and batted her long eyelashes, making him fight the urge to laugh when he thought of how this simple act was a family trait. If only she knew what that did to him and his overly active libido.“I decided I had worn those clothes long enough,” she answered in a simple tone.“Since you rarely wear knickers anymore, I should make you keep them on while I shag the hell out of you.”“But that would defeat your purpose,” she smiled. “Admit it, you want me naked as much as I enjoy being naked around you. So, stop chastising me and get on with it.”“Demanding little thing, aren’t you?” he teased, setting the bag down next to her on the floor then turned and placed the glasses on the bedside table.“Listen Ashford,” she snapped, hands on her hips as she sat there staring at him. “I’ve been patient far too long. If you don’t start playing with me right now, I’m going to…I don’t know what I’ll do, but you won’t like it.” Creighton’s resistance was lost as he laughed, wal

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 229 ***

    Creighton set the wax back in the bowl of water and walked over to the bag next to the bed. He took out the string of dark red beads and the warming gel and stepped back to where she lay watching him. He glanced up into her face and smiled at the anticipation and eagerness that shined in her eyes. Taking her legs, he helped her raise them high in the air, holding them there with one hand as he dribbled the cool gel into his hand and rubbed it carefully across just her anus, so it wouldn’t interfere with the wax. He caressed her until she moaned, the feeling of the heat began to build, and Sandra closed her eyes to the sensations as his middle finger inserted into her tight body. He chuckled as she tried to lift her hips then took the beads and slowly began to insert them, one at a time. The feeling was erotic as her rectum accepted the foreign objects and she moaned when he pressed the final one in, then withdrew it and reinserted it.“This should help you relax,” he told her through

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    Creighton laughed quietly, pulling out of her with a very slow movement.“Any pain?” he asked her, turning her in his arms. She shook her head and smiled. “Then back on the table. I’ll be right back.” Sandra giggled, climbing back on the table as he went to the bathroom to dispose himself of the rubber sheath. She sat in the middle of the table and for the first real time, really looked at it. The leather cover was actually very soft, in a dark rich chocolate color, and beneath it was a thick layer of foam or perhaps some kind of batting, but it was comfortable regardless. The wood was dark and highly polished and the belt that had held her down was a wide strip of tanned cow hide. The smell echoed the newness and she smiled. She was actually excited to see what else her husband had in store for the table.Creighton returned a few minutes later and smiled as he watched her sit up on the leather a little straighter. He walked to the bedside table and took the glasses, carrying them o

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 231 ***

    He wasn’t used to a woman who didn’t tell him exactly how to make her cum, and he was eager for her to express her desires in detail. He wanted her to be his naughty kitten and would continue to encourage her until she was either too old to listen, or eventually relented and spoke up.“I want the wand,” she said at last. “I think after you make me cum a few times, I may agree to watch some of your movies with you.” Creighton smiled in shock. This was one thing he never thought she would ever agree to, but then that website he found on pregnancy and sex did say that women often experienced unusual sexual cravings while expecting.“As you wish my queen,” he whispered, quickly striking her bottom with the leather hand. His mind was consumed on which of his private movies he would put on for her to watch as he slapped her bottom again. Then an idea came to him. He slapped her once more, and slowly began to massage her buttocks for a moment before walking back to the table next to the bed

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    Sandra hung up the phone with a slam, then glanced to her grandparents who were sitting at the kitchen table. She was starting to get angry with all the rejections and dead-end avenues. She called Davies and told him she wanted him to get the plane ready to go to France, only to be told the police had restricted his flying. They were concerned that whomever it was that had killed her husband would try and sabotage the jet.She was getting frustrated and felt like she was being held back. If she didn’t know better, she would think she was being placed under lockdown. She could understand the police’s concern, but she had more men around her then they had at Fort Knox, and she would be willing to take all of them with her if she needed to.“I can’t leave the house, I can’t go to France, I can’t even gather eggs,” she grumbled as she joined the older couple. “What am I supposed to do? I can’t sit here and wait until doomsday to find out what happened to my husband.”“Honey, you’re going

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 419

    The room was warm as the setting sun shone through the blinds. Two detectives sat on the sofa, watching as the man continued to pace the floor. Trying to keep him calm was growing increasingly harder with each hour.Creighton could only assume the horror his family was going through, not to mention Sandra. They had been having difficulties, but this made all of that seem trivial. He had to call her, he had to contact her somehow and let her know he was alive, but the police were refusing to allow him the chance. They had to keep him concealed for the time being, though it was steadily becoming impossible. The man was acting like a caged animal, anxiously trying to find a means of escape.“How much longer do we have to sit here?” he growled, looking to those gathered around.“We need you to remain patient for a little longer,” a bald-headed man told him. “Monsieur Ashford, we understand what you’re going through…”“Like hell you do,” Creighton snapped. “I have a pregnant wife at home w

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    “I know she’ll be happy when it’s over,” Emma said, returning to the room, her eyes red from the tears she’d been wiping away. “She can’t let Brandon go to school, and she has to keep the children inside instead of letting them go out to play.”“I’m sure they are going stir crazy,” Cathy said with a frown. “Especially Grace. That little girl is used to having the freedom of the farm to run and play.”“The only good thing is the weather,” William told them. “It’s been really wet, and she doesn’t like getting her dresses dirty.”“Sounds like her aunt,” Andrew said with a soft chuckle.“Maybe we should take this meeting over to my sister’s,” Cathy suggested with a sideways grin.“Let me call Derek and Kristin,” William said, standing and walking to the phone on the wall. “They wanted to know what you found out.”“Just have them meet us at Sandra’s,” Andrew told him. “We can discuss this all there.”“I thought Sabrina and Irena would be here,” Cathy said, looking at Emma who was wrapping

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 417

    Parker and Harvey held off the reporters for as long as they could alone, then eventually had to call NHT’s security. Within a few short hours, there were enough burly looking men to scare off anyone trying to get near the house. Sandra kept her children inside, though it really wasn’t difficult. The rain had eased by supper, but just like the past several days, it picked up again this morning.Max growled as he laid of the entry. The noise of cameras clicking, and the soft hum of voices mingled among the breezes of the day. She had tried to watch television, but every station was reporting on the accident. Eventually, she had no choice but to surrender and put on Grace’s favorite princess movie. At least it kept them from listening to those who insisted that there was no hope in finding any answers this soon.Sandra drew a deep breath as she wiped the moisture from her forehead. She had decided to keep herself busy and baked two apple pies, along with nearly a hundred sugar cookies.

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 416

    “No, it’s about assuming you knew what I would want. You did this, claiming it was for us when it was for you. You can’t stand the idea that your little sister has something you never would. It was bad enough when I felt like I was competing with Creighton for your attention, but now I’m watching you compete with Sandra for the mother of the year award.”“Stop comparing me to Sandra!” Cathy screamed. “It’s not my fault she’s perfect. She’s always been everyone’s favorite. I can’t tell you how many boyfriends I’ve dumped after I found out they were using me to get close to her. I didn’t want Creighton, but after he chose her over me, it made me angry. I was competing with her again, and she was too stupid to realize it. He chose that simple, no makeup, no fuss girl over me. She shares his bed, when I’m a better lover then she would ever be. She has his money, his admiration, your parents’ admiration, even my grandparents enjoy spending time with her over me. She even has a perfect body

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 415

    “Maybe Michelle heard from him,” the boy said hopefully.“I haven’t spoken with her, but I want to call in the morning. She may know something more than the police do.”The two were silent for a long time as they considered their own thoughts, until Sandra realized the tea was gone. She looked to Brandon who looked like he was finally able to fall asleep, then stood and took the cups to the sink.“Come on, son,” she told him, wrapping her arm around his shoulders. “Let’s see if we can get some sleep.”“Mum, can I come sleep with you?” Brandon asked once they reached the second floor of their house.Sandra smiled and hugged the boy, nodding as he looked up to her.“You can sleep on your daddy’s side,” she told him. “Just don’t tell him I let you in our bed. He may get jealous.”Brandon smiled as he walked with her into the bedroom. Sandra helped him between the covers and tucked him in, then left to check on Grace. The house was silent and soft snores of her little girl could be heard

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 414

    Sandra paced her bedroom trying to stop her mind from racing through the events of the day. Derek had come home after his mother called him, insisting on picking up Brandon from school. Sabrina called to say the reporters were going crazy with the news of the Tornado’s fire and that she and Giovanni would be home as soon as they could get there.Irena spoke with her parents and insisted on calling in a prescription for Sandra’s nerves, though she refused to use it. She needed to stay alert and concentrate in order to determine what was going on. The last thing she needed was to surrender to the effects of a drug.After speaking with Andrew, William informed the rest of the family about Cathy’s surgery, though he wouldn’t go into detail. He assured them he would check into the reports from his end and stay abreast of the investigation. Once Cathy felt like traveling, they would drive out to Yorkshire to be with the family.Nana tried to get Sandra to let her stay overnight, but she was

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 413

    Sandra opened her eyes and looked around. She was in her bedroom, yet she couldn’t remember laying down. The house was silent and the soft pattering of rain outside reminded her that the dog had made a muddy mess of the entry. Then she remembered her grandfather and William coming over, and slowly began to piece together the last thing she remembered.There had been an accident on the Tornado and three bodies were found. She knew in her heart it wasn’t Creighton. She couldn’t even begin to guess who would have been on their ship, or how it ended up at sea, but she knew her husband wasn’t the one killed. Now all she had to do, was convince the others into believing her.Sandra stepped down the stairs to hear Grace talking to her great-grandfather, the dog running from one room to another as he chased his rope and the smells of food drifting out of the kitchen. She stepped into the living room and saw Papa sitting beside Grace, one of her own books open in front of him as he listened to

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 412

    Sandra stared at the two men for a long moment as their words began to sink in. When she spoke with her husband earlier that morning, he was still at the hotel. He didn’t mention having plans of returning to the yacht. Why would he go back there when he told her he was packing to come home?Then she thought about the bodies found. One was female. Who was it? Did Creighton lie to her about not being involved with Garcon’s assistant? Had he gone there to meet with her, perhaps a final rendezvous before coming home to his family?“Did you hear what we said?” Papa asked her.“It’s impossible,” she began, her anger taking over her words. Sandra looked down at Grace who was trying to wipe the muddy water from her little dress. She hadn’t understood what her grandparents were saying. All she cared about was her soiled outfit.“Sweetheart, go upstairs and find a clean dress,” Sandra told the little girl. “Put that one in the hamper and warsh your hands. We’ll make lunch when you’ve finished.

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