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2024-10-29 19:42:56Yvonne's POV
“Oh God,” I screamed out as his mouth went to my breasts again.I managed to work his arms out of the sleeves, before reaching for the hem of his undershirt, pulling away and tugging it over his head.“Ride me fast and hard,” he demanded, his arms going around my waist as I bucked and bounced on his hard cock.I was quickly spinning out of control, every roll taking me higher and higher until I found myself in a climax free fall, crying out and moaning as I held his head tight against my chest where his mouth sucked my nipple deep into his throat.He shifted beneath me, rising up and standing, my legs straddled his waist as he walked with me clinging to his body, toward the hallway.“Bed?” he said through gritted teeth.“On the right.” I gasped.He walked into my dark bedroom, finding my bed in the faint light coming through the window. My feet were lowered to the floor before he kissed me hard and deep. His hands roamed over myRelated chapters
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Kylian's POVI opened my eyes and was a little surprised to find myself in Yvonne’s bed. I hadn’t been drunk last night, but I never stayed the night with a woman. It was too intimate. There had been a few women who stayed the night at my place, but it was always a quick goodbye in the morning.Her back was to me as she slept. I stared at her creamy white skin and thought about trailing a finger down her spine. I knew that would wake her up. I looked over at the clock and wondered if we had enough time for a quickie. I would love a little morning pick-me-up that included her riding me. I grinned, realizing that was probably not in the cards. Not this morning.My stomach rumbled, reminding me I had skipped dinner last night. So, had she. I would make her breakfast. Hopefully, she had something in her kitchen that I could throw together. I got up and walked into the living room naked as the day I was born, hoping like hell she didn’t have a housekeeper or any other staff t
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Kylian's POVI was a little surprised by the action. “Keep your hand on my dick and you’re going to find out sooner than you think,” I rasped.“You’re the boss. I’m the boss. I think we can be late,” she cooed, stepping closer to me, her hand still rubbing against my slowly hardening dick.I leaned down and kissed her. “We have to go,” I groaned, wanting her more than ever.“Fine. I get it. You’re afraid of me dominating you. One of these days,” she whispered before walking away and grabbing her purse.I reached down and adjusted myself. I was going to be thinking about sex for the rest of the day.“I’m going to make you pay for that,” I growled when she walked past me, a sexy smile on her face.She giggled. “I hope so. Will you spank me?”Fuck me, she was going to make me crazy. This was a new side to her.A sexy, daring side that was going to keep me hard for a week.“We need to go,” I said in a stern voice.We walked out toget
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Yvonne's POVIwasn’t really sure if I would call what Kylian and I had a real relationship, but it was pretty damn close. It was hard not to feel a little paranoid, like he was playing a game with me. I mean, deep down, I had a feeling he was, but I felt I could handle it a little better this time around. I knew to protect my heart. I would fight like hell to keep things separated. This was business—nothing more. That didn’t mean I couldn’t have a little fun while I worked.He had been different. I didn’t want to lie to myself and think it was something real. He was being nice, but I didn’t know if it was real or if he was just playing a game to placate me. I wanted to believe there was a chance for us—a real chance, but that was that romantic side of me. The logical part of me told me that wasn’t likely. Kylian had made it clear he would never love me. There was a little part of me that wanted that to be untrue. I wanted to melt the ice from around his heart and make him tr
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Yvonne's POVAfter her talk, I decided to leave work early, so I would have time to go home and change as well as pack an overnight bag. No more walk of shame for me.When I arrived at his place, the smells coming from the kitchen were amazing. I loved that he could cook. He was exceptional at everything he did. It was a little irritating.“What did you make this time?” I asked with excitement.“Spaghetti and meatballs,” he said with a smile, wiping his hands on a towel before leaning forward and kissing me.I held up my bag. “Just in case.” I winked.He laughed. “You’ll need it. That’s a guarantee,” he said, his tone becoming serious.I nodded. “I’ll just put this in your room.”“I’ll be in the kitchen. Dinner will be done soon.”I walked into his bedroom, looking around the large space that was at least twice as big as my own room. The man liked his comfort. After putting my bag near the closet, I headed to the kitchen to find him standing
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Kylian's POVI could see the tops of her breasts through the water. It was a fight not to go over there and take them in my hands. I couldn’t. Not yet. I needed to get the details of the wedding ironed out.“What kind of wedding do you want?” I asked her.“What do you mean what kind?” she asked.“I mean, do you want big with the dress and the wedding party and the whole nine yards? A destination wedding? You tell me what you want. I know this isn’t exactly your dream wedding, but I want to make it as special as I can. Money is no object. If you want it in a castle in Ireland, I’ll make it happen.”Her eyes widened. “A castle? The thought had never crossed my mind.” “What has crossed your mind? You’ve had to have thought about the wedding of your dreams. I want to make that come true for you.”She looked contemplative for a moment, sipping from her wineglass. I needed the wedding and most importantly, I needed the heir. I had to get her to marry me as soon as
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Kylian's POVHer eyes bulged. “Are you crazy? We can’t possibly get a grand wedding planned in a month!”“I’m sure we can if we pay enough people,” I said nonchalantly. “That is your answer to everything. Pay people.”I nodded. “Money has always been a very effective motivator in my experience.”“A month,” she repeated.“Or two tops. There’s no reason to wait.”“You were serious about the sooner part,” she said with surprise.“I was. I am. Do you want a honeymoon?” I asked her, thinking I should probably take charge of that if she was going to be doing all the wedding planning.“I guess it isn’t technically necessary.”I shook my head. “I didn’t ask if it was necessary. I asked if you would like to honeymoon with me.”I could see her hesitating, like she was afraid to say she wanted to. “It’s okay. We really don’t need to. This isn’t a real wedding after all.”“You’re right, it isn’t, but I’ll schedule a honeymoon to make sure this lo
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Yvonne's POVKylian was serious about the wedding happening fast. He had booked a venue and hired a wedding planner already. I guessed I thought he was only half serious about making things happen in a hurry. Boy, had I been wrong. I checked my watch and saw it was almost ten. I felt a little guilty for skipping work and taking my right-hand woman with me, but it had to be done. I had scheduled an appointment at a dress shop, after practically having to pull teeth to get the thing and there was no way I was going to risk being late.“I’m on my way,” I answered when Cynthia called. “I’m here already and there are paparazzi all over.” “What? How? Why?” I asked dumbfounded by the news.“I have no idea. The dress shop is thrilled. They are quite literally rolling out the red carpet for you. I’m drinking a mimosa,” she hissed into the phone.I laughed. “Great, they’re going to try and get me drunk so I’ll spend a ton of money.”“Your fiancé can afford it. Now, hu
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Yvonne's POV“Hello?” she asked.I blinked, completely lost in my own world. “What?”“Do you want to pick the bridesmaid dress while we’re here?” she asked.I nodded. “Yes. We need to get as much done as possible. We’ll have to get something off the rack to ensure it will be ready in time.”It wasn’t long before Donna returned with a woman who had a measuring tape around her neck. She ordered me to stand still while she measured and pulled the dress.“We’d like to see some bridesmaid dresses while we’re here,” I announced.Donna’s eyes lit up. “Absolutely! What style?”Cynthia looked at me. “I like that. Is it inappropriate for my dress to be the same style?” she asked.Donna shook her head. “Not at all. It will be perfect. What color are you looking for?”I looked at Cynthia, a grimace on my face. “Uh, I don’t know. What do you think?” I asked her.She looked thoughtful. “Blue? Black? Beige?”“You’ll want to start with the weddin
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Kylian's POVShe was back a few minutes later with a fresh bottle. She handed it to me before sitting next to me, her head leaning against my shoulder as I fed our daughter.“You can go back to bed,” I assured her.“It’s okay, I like sitting with you. I haven’t gotten to see you much these past few days,” she said.I nodded. “I’m sorry. I tried to get out of that meeting yesterday, but it required my attention. Kieran wasn’t familiar with the company and I didn’t want to leave him high and dry.”“Don’t be sorry. I’m being needy.”“No, you’re not.”“How is Kieran?” she asked.I smiled in the darkness. “Good. Something is up with him, but I’m not sure what. I think it has to do with a woman. He doesn’t want to take over my job—I’ve offered,” I joked.“I’m glad you two are getting along. I really do like all your brothers,” she said.I smirked. “That’s because you don’t really know them. Trust me, if you did, you wouldn’t be quite as generous with your summation of their characters.”“St
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Kylian's POVI heard the soft cries and blinked several times, orientating myself to the room. I listened a little longer to see if she would fall back to sleep on her own and realized it wasn’t going to happen. I stretched my arms before swinging my legs over the side of the bed to get up. I felt Yvonne stir and knew she was waking up as well.“Shh, go back to sleep. I’ve got her,” I told her, putting my hand on her shoulder.I had been trying to do my part, getting up for at least one of the middle-of-the-night feedings. Fortunately, Jaime was a content little girl and was down to only needing to wake once in the night for a bottle. She was a healthy, strong girl and required a lot of food. The first few weeks home from the hospital had been grueling. We were both up for a good two weeks straight before we finally managed to develop a routine that allowed everyone to get some sleep.“Thank you,” Yvonne mumbled.She didn’t need to thank me for doing something I was supposed to be doi
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Yvonne's POVThe next thirty minutes flew by. I barely had a chance to breathe before I was holding my baby girl in my arms.“I think you must have set a new record for first time moms,” the doctor said with a grin.It was at that moment my doctor came into the room. “I missed it?” he asked with surprise.The other doctor gave him the rundown while I marveled at my baby girl.“Would you like to hold your daughter?” I asked Kylian, handing her to him.He took her, held her tiny head in his big hand, and stared at her, tears in his eyes before the nurse swooped in and took her to be weighed and cleaned up.“We have a baby,” he said with complete amazement.I smiled and nodded. “Looks that way. I know you wanted a boy,” I said, feeling a little like I let him down.He looked at me, his eyes wide, shaking his head. “No way! I wanted a baby. You girls are exactly what I want. I couldn’t imagine anything else. She’s perfect. She’s everything I could ever want. The two of you are my entire r
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Yvonne's POVI slowly awoke, trying to figure out what it was that had stirred me out of a deep sleep. I didn’t have to pee, which was what usually woke me up.I lay awake a few minutes before I decided it must have been nothing and closed my eyes, hoping to sleep a few more hours.“Ow,” I muttered when a sharp pain ripped across my lower back.That was when I knew. I sat up, rubbing my lower back. I propped my pillows against the headboard and lay against them, staring at the clock that silently announced it was three o’clock in the morning. I waited, my eyes sliding closed until another sharp pain cut across my back, wrapping around to envelope my stomach in a vise. My eyes went to the clock. It had been ten minutes. I flipped on the bedside lamp.“Kylian,” I whispered, gently touching his bare shoulder.“Hmm.” He moaned, still half asleep.“Kylian,” I whispered again.He rolled to his back, blinking as he looked up at me. “What is it? Hungry?” he asked.I smiled and shook my head.
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Kylian's POVWe finished our dinner before Desmond excused himself to go home to his own family. Cynthia left a few minutes after, leaving Yvonne and me alone in our home. It was ours. We were sharing a home and it felt great. I had been nervous for nothing.“Are you okay with all this?” She pointed to the boxes littering the living room and lining the hallway as we moved through our home.I looked at the boxes labeled with her name and smiled. “I am very okay with this. I can’t wait to start this life with you.”She laughed. “Look around. It’s started.” I smiled. “I guess it has.”“I need to call the stores first thing tomorrow morning and have all my deliveries changed to come here,” she mused aloud.“All your deliveries?” I asked.She grinned. “I’ve been doing some shopping for the nursery. I didn’t want it all sitting in my apartment for months, so I had the deliveries scheduled for next month. I figured that would give me plenty of time to get the nursery in order.”“You’ve bough
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Kylian's POVIn keeping with the way Yvonne and I did everything, we moved her into my place in a matter of two days. We liked to move fast. I couldn’t bear to be apart from her and wasn’t about to let her get away. My penthouse was plenty big enough for all of us. The moving truck, along with a fleet of movers, had just brought in the last box. We were sticking with my furniture for now with plans to redo the place with both of our tastes reflected. That would come later.I could hear my beautiful wife and her friend chatting in the room we were making into the nursery. For too long, the room had sat empty. It had been outfitted to be a guest room with a large bed and dresser, but no one had ever slept in the bed. I forgot the room was even there most of the time. The maid dusted in there and put fresh linens on the bed once a week, but I never bothered going into it.Now, it would be my child’s nursery. Yvonne had already informed me we were not finding out the sex of the baby until
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Yvonne's POVI leaned my head back, shouting at the sky with supreme pleasure as my body spasmed around his, my arms clenching around his neck as I held on tight. He stood, walking with me back into his apartment, my pussy still squeezing his dick inside me as he strolled through his home with my naked, quivering body draped over him.He lowered me to his bed, standing and pulling out of my body. I looked up at him, our eyes locking in the candlelight. It was then that I realized I was lying on more rose petals. There were candles flickering all around the room.I smiled up at him. “You were that confident, huh?”He grinned, raising an eyebrow. “I wanted to be prepared for anything.” “And then I demanded you take me on the balcony.” He laughed. “That was not expected.”His smile faded, and it was quickly replaced with a look of pure heat. His hands reached out to caress my thighs before he gently tugged, rolling me to my side and then to my stomach. I quickly got to my knees, my elbow
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Yvonne's POVTasting his lips sent my body into some crazy, passion-filled frenzy. I couldn’t seem to stop myself. I wanted to eat the man alive. I felt like a ravenous animal as I plunged my tongue into his mouth while pressing my body close. I wanted him. I was desperate for his touch. I had been longing to hear him say the words and now that I had, it was like a switch had been flipped. I practically climbed his body, trying to get closer.“Shh,” he whispered, pulling his mouth from mine as he moved his lips to my neck, sucking and biting.I was so hot and turned on. I was already wet. I could feel the dampness between my legs. My head went back, looking past the twinkle lights strung across his balcony to the stars above. Being outside, in the fresh air and under the canopy of stars barely visible with the city lights flooding the area, was erotic. That wild side of me was feeding off the idea of being outside, in the middle of a bustling city with millions of people all around us
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Kylian's POV“Yvonne, I want to start over. This is your wedding ring. This is the ring I want you to wear that signifies our new beginning. This ring is the one I want you to wear that signifies the rebirth of our relationship,” I said, grabbing her left hand.I carefully slid the ring onto her finger, immediately feeling better about everything. It was like being on a merry-go-round and it coming to a complete halt. Everything in that moment stopped spinning out of control and it just felt right. I no longer had the weight of the world on my shoulders. It was freeing and promising at the same time. I had a woman by my side. I had a partner in life.I had only this one chance to impress her and prove I was worthy of her partnership. In her presence, I suddenly felt unworthy. I should have done more. I should have hired a violinist to play music or had fireworks scheduled to go off. I looked at her, my heart in my throat, waiting for her to answer me.“Kylian, you didn’t have to do th
