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“When I was younger, we had a chair in the parlor that all the kids fought to sit in,” Creighton explained sometime later as they strolled back to the hotel. “It was a big wingback, thick cushions and very comfortable. Every time I would sit in it, Andrew would pull me out and tell me it wasn’t mine. It didn’t have my initials on it.”“And now I have your initials on me.”“That means you belong to me.” Creighton smiled brightly, wrapping her hand in his.It was a little past five o’clock, and Sandra found herself wishing they didn’t have to meet up with Aryana and Daniel. She wanted to spend the rest of the day in Creighton’s arms, in the privacy of their hotel suite. She had less than a week left before she had to go home, and she didn’t want to waste time with a spoiled brat or her father.“Are we really going to eat in the Eiffel Tower?” she asked, remembering he had made reservations for them.“Yes. The restaurant is on the first floor of the tower,” Creighton told her as they re
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Creighton continued his slow torture until she felt certain she would lose her mind. Just as she was about to beg for mercy he stopped and stood up, pressing the tip of his hard, swollen penis against her. With deliberate slowness, he pushed against her until he was sheathed inside her hot, wet, pulsating body. Creighton smiled down into her green eyes and began to move, easing out of her carefully inch by inch then back in again, equally as slow.“Out of everything we’ve done,” he said softly. “This has to be my favorite. You, spread out to whet my appetite, watching your beautiful body laid out like a buffet for my benefit. It’s like Christmas. What could be better?” Sandra moaned as he picked up speed and began to slam into her, until the familiar dizzy sensation overtook her again and she closed her eyes. The heat increased, and the passion built as she felt him grow harder within her tight body. Her muscles began to clutch around him, tipping her into the depths of release as sh
TRUST ME Chapter 88
“I’m Daniel Keane,” he said. “This crazy girl hanging off Mr. Ashford is my wife, Aryana.” “This is my fiancée, Sandra Dennis,” Creighton said dislodging the young girl from his neck. Aryana turned and looked at Sandra, eyes wide and mouth open. “Hello,” Sandra said to her, reaching her hand toward the girl who took it in stunned silence. “I think this is the first time I’ve seen her speechless,” Daniel chuckled, his tone thick with an Irish accent. “Are you ready to get some supper?” Creighton asked, wrapping his arm around Sandra’s waist as Daniel followed suit, pulling his wife out of her sudden stupor. “Crey, I can’t believe you are getting married,” she said suddenly, her own tone identifying her Italian heritage. “This is fantastico. I never thought you would get serious, always the celibe.” Daniel led the four of them toward the restaurant as Sandra turned to Creighton. “Celibe?” “Bachelor,” he smiled. “Oh, I thought she was calling you celibate.” He laughed at her conf
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“She seems like a nice girl,” Sandra said after a few silent moments.“She’s a little nit,” he growled. “She’s in need of a good spanking.”“Not by you, I hope?” she asked and smiled when he turned a shocked, angry eye to her. He relaxed when he saw the amusement pass through her eyes and slid his arm around her waist. The lift was empty except for the two of them, allowing them to speak freely.“The only woman I plan on spanking is you,” he told her, pulling her to face him, his hands caressing her buttocks as his lips found hers. The lift arrived at their destination all too soon for their taste, and the doors opened onto the evening’s cool breeze.Sandra followed Creighton out onto the observation deck of the metal monster’s third floor, and gasped as they walked toward the railing. The sights were spectacular. She could see the entire city from here, the lights of the night twinkled below them, the shimmer of the moon as it reflected off the Seine was breathtaking.“Give me your c
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She placed the necklace, bracelet and earrings on the dresser and removed her iPod from the drawer where she stored her panties, shuffling through the playlists. Taking the small device back into the living area with her, she smiled at the sight of her future husband pouring the hot coffee into two matching white teacups, his feet bare and the tie around his neck absent.“You look stunning,” he told her, carrying the cups to the table where they had just made love a few hours before. “What exactly do you have on under that thing?”“That is something you’ll have to find out for yourself,” she answered with a giggle, turning on the music.“Are you going to dance for me?” he asked with a wide grin.“No, I thought we could dance together.” Creighton looked crestfallen for a moment and she laughed, but he took her in his arms and slowly moved her around the living room floor. The soft sounds of the Broadway love songs filled the room and she soon found herself the recipient of an urgent,
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Creighton allowed her to ride out her climax for several long seconds before he moved up above her, pressing her into the soft carpet. He wrapped her hands within his, pulling them above her head and pushed into her in one fluid movement. He kissed her neck again, moving out of her completely, nipping at her ear and thrust into her full and hard. Another kiss to her temple, and he pulled out, continuing to kiss her in a different location across her face and neck, thrusting in and out with each movement of his lips until Sandra felt completely lost, her legs bending at the knee, her hips lifting higher against him. “Please,” she whimpered, moaning hard and deep as she came again. He hardened inside her, barely two seconds before his savage growl echoed through the room. His penis twitched inside her tight vagina, pulsating and spewing his seed into her. They lay together several minutes, hot, sweaty and panting on the floor. Creighton leaned his head into her neck and nipped her del
TRUST ME Chapter 92
“We returned to Kansas the following August and again last May. I was finally able to meet you on our last trip. You were talking to your assistant about moving back home with your grandparents in order to help save for your trip to France. I listened for a while before I had the opportunity to interrupt. I introduced myself but before we could even shake hands, your sister appeared from out of nowhere and literally pushed her way between us. I was getting very irritated with her constant interruptions and admittedly was quite rude to her, but by the time she took the hint and finally left, you were gone. Your assistant apologized for Cathy’s behavior. He said she had a habit of doing that, pushing you aside to take center stage.“When I returned to England, I arranged a contest where the winner won an all expense two-week trip to Cote d’Azur. It was a contest of one.”“I thought as much,” she said softly, a sly smile crossing her lips. “I suspected you had a hand in it when you told
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Memories of the day before filtered through her mind and she sighed happily. She felt alive and excited, like bouncing on the bed excited. This man had seen into her heart, had awakened her and made her whole. She was engaged, in love and happier than she could ever remember being.“You look content,” Creighton said next to her ear, causing her to smile.“I am,” she told him honestly.“Good,” he said again, his voice thick with sleep. “I was afraid you’d regret your decision in the light of the day, considering everything I told you last night.” He stretched out his legs and rolled to his back, pulling her over with him. “Still want to visit the Louvre?”“Yes, very much.” She snuggled into his chest, her head resting across his heart, smiling at the rhythmic sound.“Want to get some breakfast first? The Louvre has a museum café that is quite nice, or we can go to a restaurant. We can see the museum and then have brunch. Whatever you would like.” Sandra turned her head to look into the
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