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Chapter 382

Author: DT Jones
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Creighton groaned as he began to thrust, the vibrations caressing them both with each stroke. She could feel him growing thicker, her muscles quivering and gripping around him as she felt the restraints of the dam weaken. With three additional strokes, she felt the dizzy insanity begin to surround her, the floodgates bursting as she clung to the blankets. Her hips rose to meet his thrusts as he growled, filling her deep recesses with the heat of his climax.

Creighton allowed her to continue as he thrust against her, twitching slightly inside her tight body. At last she began to moan in exhaustion, her breathing escaping her lungs in deep ragged pants. He shut off the cylinder and pulled out of her, then removed the vibrator and tossed it to the bed next to them as he sat down by her hips, his large hands caressing her inner thigh.

“As always,” he growled as he fell backwards, his heart pounding and his breath labored slightly, “that was incredible. I don’t know what it is about this l
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    Moments ticked onwards into seconds until they found their release together, basking each other with the heat of their fulfillment, their bodies quaking as they relented to the final thrust.“Am I forgiven?” he asked as he lay across her, his lips once again caressing her neck.“You may need to apologize a couple more times,” she giggled.“I’ll have to see what I can do,” he promised as he began to slowly thrust against her once more.Sandra arranged for Harvey to drive her and Irena into London to do some shopping while Peter and Creighton stayed home with the children. Rochelle was scheduled to arrive around four that afternoon, which left five hours to shop and eat. She was impressed that Irena was doing so well with her canes, though they did take the walking slow.They visited four shops of baby clothes and furniture, then stopped for lunch shortly after one o’clock. With her husband’s insistence, Sandra purchased enough clothes for both babies, along with several items for Sabri

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    With Harvey’s assistance, Sandra and Irena took Creighton’s chopper back to Yorkshire then relaxed in the back of the sedan that waited for them. Sandra was glad to see Emma and William’s SUV gone when they arrived home, and she knew Kristin was resting as ordered. She had a specific task in mind and did not want Irena’s family interrupting them.Sandra instructed Harvey to park near the barn and ignore everything he overheard, then told Irena she would be right back. She hurried inside and collected the inflatable clubs they had purchased for the children, then walked back into the barn where she found Irena leaning against the bales of hay Creighton had purchased for the livestock, her canes resting beside her. She looked at Sandra and frowned as she set the box aside and began pulling out the blue and green colored vinyl objects.“What is that?” Irena asked as she watched Sandra blow up one of the items.“We bought these for the kids to play with,” she told Irena, taking a deep bre

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    Sandra reclined against the back of the sofa cushions, her finger and toenails drying in the afternoon breeze from the open patio door. She had spent the past two hours having her hair ripped out of specific parts of her body before Rochelle trimmed and styled her hair. Sabrina called to say she would not be able to make it back to England. Her show was the following day and she had too much to do and was too nervous to take time away. Cathy arrived shortly after Sandra had finished having her personal parts treated and indulged in a bit of luxury herself. She had her hair restyled and highlighted, then underwent a session of waxing before having a fresh coat of polish applied to her nails.“I have something to tell you,” Cathy told her sister once Irena was taken into the room Rochelle had set up for the waxing treatments.Sandra looked over the rim of her teacup to her sister and frowned. She had enjoyed an afternoon of physical activity with Irena and managed to get her frustrati

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    “I want to be back to the hotel by four o’clock. I promised Brandon I’d skype with him and find out how his first day was.”“What time are you meeting Garcon?” Clark asked, closing his computer he had been working on since boarding the plane.“Ten o’clock. I want to spend as much time as I can, getting him figured out, and convincing him that my offer is stronger than what he’ll get from the other two that’s on the table.”“I’ll find out what they are offering as well, and how secure they are,” Clark assured him. “It would be a good idea to go in knowing your competition.”“Good idea. We will meet for breakfast around eight and go over your notes. Until then, I think we both have enough to keep us up and working until dawn.” “As long as I can fit in an hour at the gym, I’ll be ready,” Clark said as the plane came to a halt.“Pencil me in for that hour as well,” Creighton chuckled. “I don’t have Sandra around to help me burn off the calories, so I’ll need to work them off somehow.”Sa

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    Sandra frowned at Destiny as she walked away, watching the deliberate wiggle in her well-endowed hips and she fought the urge to grind her teeth. There was something irritating about that woman, and she had a feeling she was going to find her arrogance as insufferable as she was.Creighton sat at his desk on The Tornado reviewing the notes Clark emailed him the evening before, the cool breeze of the early morning blowing in through the open window and a cup of lukewarm coffee in front of him. As promised, he had a background search on Louis Garcon as well as his assistant, Tam Mai Nguyễn. They had been together for the past six years, though there was little to know about his assistant before she arrived in France. The most that could be found out about her, was that she was twenty-six years old, Vietnamese by birth, and came from San Francisco, California. Garcon, on the other hand, had quite a bit to discover.He was fifty-eight years old, born in Egypt to a French archeologist and

  • TRUST ME   Chapter 388

    “Only goodnight, my love,” he told her. “Never goodbye. Brandon wants you to consider a sleepover with his new friend. Will you think about it?”“Maybe. It would be easier if I had someone here to help me watch this one while the boys are being rambunctious.”“Call Derek,” Creighton smiled.“Maybe I should try Scott Moore.”“Six strikes,” he promised her with a wicked grin. “And I’m going to make certain you remember each one.”“We’ll see who remembers what when it’s all over, deviant.”Sandra raised her eyebrow as she reached forward and shut off the computer, disconnecting the call between them.Creighton closed out the screen he had been looking at and pulled open the internet. He smiled as he searched his favorite shopping site and placed the long-neglected order he had been meaning to get back to since they returned from Disneyland. He would have to make certain Sandra remembered who it was that owned her heart, and this was the promise of a very pleasant reunion.He leaned back

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    “I just wish I could figure out what he’s doing,” Creighton said a few moments later. “I feel like I’m just spinning my wheels here and getting nowhere fast. I offered him more than the place is worth, and I’m willing to take on his employees and make amends with his debtors. What more can I do?”“Stick to your guns, as Papa always says. You told him he either meets you tomorrow, or you’re finished. If he really wants your money, he’ll keep to his appointment, otherwise you can get it cheaper through the bankruptcy courts.”“That will take time, and God only knows what will happen if it goes up for auction,” he told her. “I know there isn’t another person out there willing to do for him what I am, and I know my deal is stronger than any he’ll get otherwise. I just don’t know what he hopes to accomplish. This is the first time I’ve ran across someone I couldn’t figure out.”“What about his other suppliers?” Sandra asked after a moment. “Have you met with them? Did they have any insight

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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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