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Chapter 280 ***

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Sandra walked to him obediently and smiled as he took her by the hand and eased her down across his knees. She closed her eyes and fell into the sensations of his firm massage. His hands were strong, yet he was as gentle as if she were a newborn babe. A few moments later she felt the slippery warm beads press against her anus as he slowly slipped them inside her rectum, one bead after another. Sandra could feel her heartbeat against his legs as she willed herself to remain relaxed, but when the cool metal of the golden balls pressed against the moist opening of her vagina, she nearly relented.

Creighton pressed the balls up higher, his long fingers exploring the inside of her canal until she again began panting. With a knowing smile, he helped her back to her feet and stood up, turning the music up. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, dancing with her. One firm large hand cupped her breast as the other pressed gently against her lower abdomen. They moved t
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  • TRUST ME   Chapter 281 ***

    Sandra cried out, tensing across his lap as her body began to convulse. Creighton moved her to her knees, leaning her against the mattress as he reached for the string to the balls, jerking them out of her throbbing vagina in the same quick action as he had removed the beads. The sound of her climax escalated as he moved between her legs, kneeling behind her. He removed the vibrator from inside her quivering body and pressed it against her clitoris as he filled her with the long hard shaft of his penis. He rocked against her hips hard, holding the glass tube against her body as he forced her to prolong her release. Sandra cried out yet again and she felt her orgasm deepen, moving past release and into a realm of complete satisfaction. Thrust after thrust, rocking against her hard and urgent, almost in a violent demand. Creighton tensed behind her, his large hand slapping her buttocks as he exploded inside her tight body. The savage growl was deeper than any she had heard in a long

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 282 ***

    “What?” he asked innocently, reclining back in his seat to watch her.“I know what you’re thinking, and you said you didn’t have time. Finish your work so we can leave.”“Fine,” he grumbled, closing his laptop lid and standing up. With a feigned disgruntled expression, he walked to her. Leaning over her, he kissed her hard and passionate then groaned and walked to the door. “Just don’t finish without me,” he told her with a wicked grin. “Unless you take pictures that we can look at later.”Sandra smiled as she straightened up in her seat and sighed. It wasn’t that she was necessarily anxious to make love, it was just teasing him was too much fun to allow the opportunity to pass. Still smiling to herself, she picked up the man’s phone and stepped into the bathroom, unfastening her blouse and snapping a selfie of her exposed breasts. That should keep him interested for a few more days, she thought with a smile, then closed the door and unzipped her pants.Sandra returned to her husba

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 283 ***

    Damn, she thought. How was it, this man knew what she was thinking even before she opened her mouth? She had hoped he couldn’t read her mind this time. The pictures, the secret plans. Too much was riding on his being ignorant of her motives for the time being.“I approved the budget for the party without you,” she said, thinking of the only excuse she could come up with on short notice.“That’s great,” Creighton said with an enthusiastic smile. “I knew you would step up to the challenge, if the moment presented itself.”“It is going to be expensive,” she told him. “You know that, don’t you?”“As long as everyone is happy, that’s all that counts.”“That they will be,” she answered as she leaned into his shoulder, hugging him tightly. “If all works out as planned, they will be very happy.”Sabrina shut off her phone and returned to the designs sitting in front of her. Three weeks. That’s how long she had left to decide if marrying Andre was really what she wanted or not. Still, a part o

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 284 **

    Sandra sat at her desk, typing the last chapters to her newest children’s book about Max the Dog, when Creighton came stomping through the back door. The rain started as a slow mist yesterday and turned into a full summer downpour today. In the back of her mind, she promised not to scream at him for tracking mud through the house she had spent two hours cleaning, but she knew it was about to happen. She had spent a very frustrating morning cleaning with two whining children under foot, and she wasn’t in much of a mood to start all over again.“Are you busy?” Creighton asked poking his head around the corner of the living room. Sandra glanced up from the table she used as a desk and drew a deep breath. At least he had taken his boots off before he tramped this far.“I’m almost finished, can it wait?” she asked in a sharp tone that warned him she’d had a bad day, and he should not interrupt her.“It can. Where are the kids?” he smiled.“Taking naps and don’t you dare wake them up. It w

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 285

    Forty-five minutes later, and Sandra’s new book was at last finished. She contacted her publisher and sent an electronic copy to him for editing, then closed her laptop and sat back in her chair. Now, she could concentrate on their upcoming trip. She was excited to go on a holiday, even if it was a few short days. It had been well over two years since she was able to go anywhere that didn’t involve Creighton’s business, or a family affair. As much as she would love to spend a family holiday at the beach, she really just wanted to have some time alone with her husband. Maybe she could get her grandparents, or Creighton’s parents, to take Brandon and Grace for the weekend. She knew the yacht was still in dry-dock, and there wasn’t enough time to get her ready, but they could always rent a boat. A little scuba diving, some parasailing, maybe a poker game or two, and she’d feel young and free, just as she had six years ago when she surrendered her innocence to Creighton. It was exactly

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 286

    “I just think you should be checking up on this guy. How do you know he’s not some kind of pedophile or serial killer? Have you checked to see if Andre is even his real name?”“Sabrina trusts him and that’s all that matters to me,” Creighton said as he sipped the sweet liquid from his glass.“You’re lying,” she accused. “You’re just as leery about him as I am. If he really loved her, he’d be here to support her. Do you see him? Have you seen him? You need to tell Clark to do a background check on him.”“No.”“Why?”“Because I’m not interfering. Now, lay off, and let Sabrina enjoy her day.”“What if she were to ask you to find out about him? Would you interfere then?” Sandra asked, as Creighton drew a deep breath.“Yes, I would interfere then, but she hasn’t, and she won’t. She’s made her decision and she won’t go back on it.”“Then we’ll see what the future brings,” Sandra said with a smile so sweet she had several of the models glancing her way as they passed.“Don’t do it, Sandra,”

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 287

    Creighton sat at his desk at NHT’s London headquarters reviewing the recent statistics for their newest security system. Testing was going much better than he had hoped, but it was a slow process. The system still had bugs that had to be worked out, and until it was perfected, he couldn’t afford to manufacture it and put it on the open market. Far too many companies cut corners as is. He wasn’t going to allow the name and reputation he had worked so hard to build, to fall into the same grouping as those others.With an exhausted sigh, he tossed his iPad aside and closed his eyes, rubbing them with the heel of his palms. His eyes were crossing, and he had a headache developing behind them. In the back of his mind he was beginning to think he needed glasses. He knew it was only the long hours of reading small print that gave him the tense muscles, but maybe a pair of reading spectacles might offer a bit of aid.Creighton glanced at his watch as he rubbed the stiffness from his neck. San

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 288

    “This whole thing has gotten way out of hand,” Sandra moaned as she fell into the cushioned sofa beside Creighton. “We have over six hundred employees coming to this party next week. Who is going to be taking care of the company while everyone is away playing?”“We have more than a third of the employees who chose the monetary package over the trip,” Creighton told her, pulling her into his embrace. “Not everyone likes to travel and may not even have passports, so the money is a good option for them. I don’t know why you’re so stressed about it. NHT is not going to go bankrupt if the work is reduced for a few days. We have everything under control, with enough added help to make sure things are taken care of. All you have to do is sit back and relax.”“Is this another one of those times when you tell me money speaks?” she asked as she curled into his shoulder, slinging her legs over his.“Volumes, Darling,” he teased, kissing the top of her head. Sandra drew a deep breath as the hous

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    “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

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