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Chapter 69 *

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Reluctantly stepping out of the tub, Sandra wrapped a large soft bath sheet-sized towel around her slender frame, unsure exactly how long she had lounged beneath the warm water. She loved taking baths, but she rarely did so at home. Her grandparents lived in an old farmhouse, complete with a claw foot bathtub. It was far from being large enough to relax in comfortably.

She stepped back into the large master bedroom, opening the wooden armoire, where the majority of her clothes had been placed. Rummaging through the array of new items, she finally found the very erotic outfit Creighton had insisted she buy. Sandra was tired because of all they had done that day, but she was eager to be back in Creightonโ€™s arms. Hurriedly, she slipped on the black leather panties with the heart-shaped front, making certain the string slid between her butt cheeks. She then zipped up the front of the matching bustier to just beneath her sternum, allowing her breasts to swell above the metal closure; hidd
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  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 70 **

    He held her hand out flat and opened the bottle of gel, slowly dribbling it onto the golden spheres. He smiled at her as he wrapped her fingers around them.โ€œMassage them,โ€ he ordered in a hushed tone. โ€œMake them warm and slick.โ€ Sandra did as she was told, her hand quickly warming under the gel. Creighton went to the dresser and picked up Sandraโ€™s iPod, shuffling through the songs until he found the playlist he wanted her to dance to. A variety of todayโ€™s pop singles. He went to the bed and gathered the handcuffs together then quickly attached them to the rich wooden bed frame. He looked back at her as she continued to play with the golden balls and smiled.โ€œReady?โ€ he asked her, and she nodded anxiously. โ€œCome here and stand next to me.โ€ Sandra walked to him as he sat on the edge of the bed, standing in front of him, blushing. Creighton glanced up at her, running his warm hands up her boots to her hips and then to her exposed butocks, massaging them gently.โ€œYou are absolutely ama

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  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 71 ***

    Moving and swirling to the music, Sandraโ€™s pulse increased as did her breathing, her hands sliding up and over the leather that encased her slender frame, then back down across her torso and bottom. She was growing more urgent for release with each movement until she was dizzy with passion.โ€œNeed some help?โ€ he asked a few moments later, stepping up behind her and wrapping his arm around her waist, holding her tight against him. His erection pressed into her behind as his other hand reached around and cupped her curls. He massaged the leather between her legs, feeling the heat radiate from beneath it, making her moan and wiggle against his touch. She was wet, very wet and it took all of thirty seconds before he had her quaking in his arms, crying out her release.Creighton held her tight, supporting her with his weight as he quickly pulled the beads from her bottom, making her cry out his name, her fingers digging into his forearm and wrists. He unzipped the leather bustier just enou

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  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 72 ***

    She felt him move the thin leather strap aside, the warm moisture running down the crack, causing her to giggle and squirm as it tickled closer to her anus. His fingers were there to prevent it from dripping any further, massaging and caressing the small opening to her rectum. She drew a deep breath and forced herself to relax, moaning again when he slipped a long finger carefully inside. Sandra felt dizzy lying across the pillows. It was an odd position, but it was very comfortable with all of them beneath her. The strange tingling began again, followed by the pressure as he slid another finger inside her, thrusting in and out of her very slowly. Her backside began relaxing, unaware that she had tightened her muscles against his touch. He moved his free hand up her bottom and massaged her cheeks as he slid a third finger into her rectum, causing her to gasp. โ€œEasy my love,โ€ he told her, stroking and thrusting inside her until she relaxed again. She felt the warmth of his penis as t

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  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 73

    Creighton steered the sleek black Mercedes easily along the main road toward Versailles, where they planned to stop for lunch. They remained silent, for the most part, as they listened to the soft classical music from the radio. Sandra found herself smiling as she relaxed against the back of the seat. She really loved this man, though she didnโ€™t know how to handle his extravagant spending. She always seemed to feel elated and put down every time he bought her something.โ€œWhatโ€™s the matter?โ€ he asked as though reading her mind. Sandra glanced at the man beside her and noted the concerned frown that etched his handsome features.โ€œWhat makes you think thereโ€™s something wrong?โ€ she asked, her tone filled with humor, knowing how easy it was for him to read her.โ€œI know you well enough to know when something is bothering you.โ€โ€œYou donโ€™t know me at all,โ€ she teased with a soft chuckle.โ€œI know you better than you think,โ€ he told her again, turning his attention back to the road. โ€œAre you d

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  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 74

    Creighton pulled the car to a halt on a rather busy street and stopped the engine. Sandra glanced around at the surroundings while waiting for him to walk to her side of the car and open her door. The street was filled with refurbished old buildings and shops. A large cathedral loomed over the tops of the buildings, appearing like a guardian among the masses. They walked up to the front of a quaint old building with an orange sign that read Chateau Cafรฉ. Like usual, Creighton spoke French to the young man who greeted them and was led to a table near the front window. Sandra sat down and looked at the many paintings and pictures hanging on the walls.โ€œThey have a buffet set up, unless you want something different,โ€ he told her, and she smiled. โ€œThat sounds fine.โ€ He placed the order with the man who nodded and said something in French back.โ€œWhen we have more time, I would love to show you the sights. Versailles is very beautiful and full of history. You would find it quite romantic.

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  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 75

    โ€œLike what?โ€โ€œWell, youโ€™ve already said your favorite books are the classics, but you too have an eclectic taste. Romance and adventure, I think would be your passion. I know your favorite colors are bright colors; blues, yellows, pinks. I know you love your family, but you tend to back down to your sister in order to avoid an argument. I know your favorite food is pasta. Your favorite actor would be Orlando Bloom or Ryan Reynolds, someone handsome and romantic. Actress, probably Anne Hathaway or maybe Charlize Theron. Strong, independent, beautiful females like yourself. I think your favorite season would be summer, so you can run, and your new favorite vacation spot is France. How close am I?โ€โ€œNot bad,โ€ she said with a blush. โ€œBut why do you think I back down to Cathy?โ€โ€œThe way you talk about her, the way youโ€™re always worried about what she would say to everything you do. You donโ€™t seem like the confrontational sort of person, though you do have a temper, so I think you would rat

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  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 76

    Creighton was at her side a few moments later, silently walking next to her. She wanted to beat on him, she wanted to kick him and scream at him, but she didnโ€™t know where to start. He was right, she didnโ€™t like confrontations, but she didnโ€™t like her family being insulted, either.โ€œAre you angry at me for what I said, or because, deep down, you know Iโ€™m right?โ€ Sandra stopped and turned to him; her eyes wide as she stared at the firm set expression on his handsome face. She tried to speak, but words would not come. She just stood there with her mouth opening and shutting like a fish.โ€œI didnโ€™t mean to upset you, but it upsets me when you belittle yourself because your sister wouldnโ€™t like something you want to do.โ€โ€œShe does not belittle me, and she is very encouraging,โ€ she finally found herself saying, but in a tone much less convincing than she would have preferred.โ€œReally? Then tell me five things you want to do, really want to do, and donโ€™t think about what your sister would s

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  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 77 *

    Creighton walked with Sandra along the Avenue des Champs-Elysรฉes, where there were shops of all kinds and anything anyone wanted could be found there. They passed by a very large furniture shop with a window display of fine leather sofas, a large elegantly carved four-poster bed of rich dark walnut and a seventy-two-inch flat-screen television. There was a smaller shop with long evening gowns draped across plastic mannequins and another with fur coats being modeled by live women.They walked through the busy streets past several more shops and stores, until Creighton turned them into the doorway of a salon, then pushed the etched glass door open. A very attractive blonde with large breasts sat behind a small glass counter. Several portraits of beautiful women and handsome men lined the walls around her, and the chairs that lined the reception area were see-through plastic of all colors, reminding her of photos she had seen in an old seventiesโ€™ magazine. The floor was a mosaic of tiny

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  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 420

    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 didnโ€™t know better, she would think she was being placed under lockdown. She could understand the policeโ€™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.โ€œI canโ€™t leave the house, I canโ€™t go to France, I canโ€™t even gather eggs,โ€ she grumbled as she joined the older couple. โ€œWhat am I supposed to do? I canโ€™t sit here and wait until doomsday to find out what happened to my husband.โ€โ€œHoney, youโ€™re going

  • TRUST MEย ย ย 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.โ€œHow much longer do we have to sit here?โ€ he growled, looking to those gathered around.โ€œWe need you to remain patient for a little longer,โ€ a bald-headed man told him. โ€œMonsieur Ashford, we understand what youโ€™re going throughโ€ฆโ€โ€œLike hell you do,โ€ Creighton snapped. โ€œI have a pregnant wife at home w

  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 418

    โ€œI know sheโ€™ll be happy when itโ€™s over,โ€ Emma said, returning to the room, her eyes red from the tears sheโ€™d been wiping away. โ€œShe canโ€™t let Brandon go to school, and she has to keep the children inside instead of letting them go out to play.โ€โ€œIโ€™m sure they are going stir crazy,โ€ Cathy said with a frown. โ€œEspecially Grace. That little girl is used to having the freedom of the farm to run and play.โ€โ€œThe only good thing is the weather,โ€ William told them. โ€œItโ€™s been really wet, and she doesnโ€™t like getting her dresses dirty.โ€โ€œSounds like her aunt,โ€ Andrew said with a soft chuckle.โ€œMaybe we should take this meeting over to my sisterโ€™s,โ€ Cathy suggested with a sideways grin.โ€œLet me call Derek and Kristin,โ€ William said, standing and walking to the phone on the wall. โ€œThey wanted to know what you found out.โ€โ€œJust have them meet us at Sandraโ€™s,โ€ Andrew told him. โ€œWe can discuss this all there.โ€โ€œI thought Sabrina and Irena would be here,โ€ Cathy said, looking at Emma who was wrapping

  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 417

    Parker and Harvey held off the reporters for as long as they could alone, then eventually had to call NHTโ€™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 wasnโ€™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 Graceโ€™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 MEย ย ย Chapter 416

    โ€œNo, itโ€™s about assuming you knew what I would want. You did this, claiming it was for us when it was for you. You canโ€™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 Iโ€™m watching you compete with Sandra for the mother of the year award.โ€โ€œStop comparing me to Sandra!โ€ Cathy screamed. โ€œItโ€™s not my fault sheโ€™s perfect. Sheโ€™s always been everyoneโ€™s favorite. I canโ€™t tell you how many boyfriends Iโ€™ve dumped after I found out they were using me to get close to her. I didnโ€™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 Iโ€™m a better lover then she would ever be. She has his money, his admiration, your parentsโ€™ admiration, even my grandparents enjoy spending time with her over me. She even has a perfect body

  • TRUST MEย ย ย Chapter 415

    โ€œMaybe Michelle heard from him,โ€ the boy said hopefully.โ€œI havenโ€™t spoken with her, but I want to call in the morning. She may know something more than the police do.โ€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.โ€œCome on, son,โ€ she told him, wrapping her arm around his shoulders. โ€œLetโ€™s see if we can get some sleep.โ€โ€œMum, can I come sleep with you?โ€ Brandon asked once they reached the second floor of their house.Sandra smiled and hugged the boy, nodding as he looked up to her.โ€œYou can sleep on your daddyโ€™s side,โ€ she told him. โ€œJust donโ€™t tell him I let you in our bed. He may get jealous.โ€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 MEย ย ย 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 Tornadoโ€™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 Sandraโ€™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 Cathyโ€™s surgery, though he wouldnโ€™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 MEย ย ย Chapter 413

    Sandra opened her eyes and looked around. She was in her bedroom, yet she couldnโ€™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 wasnโ€™t Creighton. She couldnโ€™t even begin to guess who would have been on their ship, or how it ended up at sea, but she knew her husband wasnโ€™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 MEย ย ย 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 didnโ€™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 Garconโ€™s assistant? Had he gone there to meet with her, perhaps a final rendezvous before coming home to his family?โ€œDid you hear what we said?โ€ Papa asked her.โ€œItโ€™s impossible,โ€ 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 hadnโ€™t understood what her grandparents were saying. All she cared about was her soiled outfit.โ€œSweetheart, go upstairs and find a clean dress,โ€ Sandra told the little girl. โ€œPut that one in the hamper and warsh your hands. Weโ€™ll make lunch when youโ€™ve finished.

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