After dinner was done, they cleared the table and Juliet helped him to pack the leftovers away in the fridge. They locked their gaze for a long moment after she put the last of the ziplock bag in the fridge. She looked away and closed up the door of the fridge. He moved closer to her, closing up all the space between them.She exhaled. He raised her chin with two fingers. She tried to look away, but he wouldn't allow her. His hand was so firm on her chin. “What?” she asked in a whisper when he wouldn't allow her to look away."I want you, Juliet." He put his hands around her. “I want your heart.” Her eyes glanced up at him and she went rigid for a while in his hand. She gulped the air. "I am falling in love with you every day.” A ragged breath escaped his lips. “I have never loved anyone the way I love you and it's the truth." He sighed and tried to swallow the lump that was forming in his throat. "I want to be with you. Please say yes," he rambled on. "I want us to be much more
“No, you are not a fool,” she pleaded. “Please hear me out. I never cheated on you.” “Oh, really?” He walked towards the door and left without uttering another word. Juliet's heart clenched when Kurt shut the door with a slight bang. She knew she had lost the love of a good man; a man who had been nothing but good to her. "My God, what have I done?" She started crying uncontrollably. "I'm done for!" She fell to the ground as the intensity of her misery overtook her. She couldn't believe all her hopes and dreams about being Kurt's wife someday had suddenly crashed. Juliet met a married man; Mr. Craig, a little over a year ago at a conference for accountants in town. They became close during the five days conference even though they were working for different companies. He would always call her once in a while, and they would chat for hours on the phone. Mr. Craig had told her from the onset that he and his wife were having a difficult time in their marriage. It did n
"Sit down!" He bellowed angrily after he shut the door. "You have two minutes." She took a deep breath and told him everything about Mr. Craig and made him know how sorry she was about how everything turned out. The air hung heavy between them when she stopped talking. He said nothing, he just leaned his head back on the back of the sofa. She glanced up and looked into his face; all she saw was anger, but she was relieved that he had finally allowed her to explain herself. "I think I should go." She stood up after about five minutes of silence. "You claimed he's nothing to you," his voice stopped her when she was about to open the door. "But you never mentioned him to me. You told me about all your past relationships and conveniently omitted Mr. Craig." She turned back to look at him and said, "I am not proud of that period of my life," she turned to face him. "I was at my wit's end then. I felt God had sidelined me; I have been a good girl all my life, and I felt cheated to st
“I think we have to stop here guys,” Tasha said to her students an hour later with her usual disarming smile. “We’ll meet again next week.” “Thank you Dr. Tasha,” the students erupted. Tasha put her tabletop into her leather briefcase bag. “You all have a good evening,” she said and walked out of the lecture room. “You too,” the students said to her back. She quickly made her way to the faculty parking lot, shivering as the winter cold blew into her face. Tasha opened her SUV car door, dropped her briefcase bag on the passenger seat before she sank into the driver's seat and started the car. She backed out of the parking lot to link the road that led to the campus’ main gate. Tasha arrived at her doorstep seventeen minutes later and the front door opened before she pressed the doorbell. “Hey sweetheart!” Grant's face lit up as if they were just seeing each other in weeks, instead of a few hours ago. “Hey you too,” she walked in. “Is someone missing me already?”
“Yes, take it,” he growled, plunging his cock so deep into her. “Take all of it. Take it.” He started thrusting, his breathing was becoming harder and harder by the minute. He howled like an animal on heat with each thrust. Balls of excitement rolled inside her; she felt the onset of another orgasm. She yelled for him to go faster. He complied, increasing his speed. Grant gripped her shoulders as he went with her over the edge and down into the valley, rumbling her name over and over with pure ecstasy. It didn't take him a long time to get hard again, and he laid on her again, inserting his member into her. They fucked slower and more passionately this time around until he released after her climax and collapsed on top of Tasha. He looked into her eyes with a satisfied grin and rolled off to his side."Mmmm, that was so beautiful… blissful, I must say," he gathered her to his still shivering body and she laid her head on his chest. "I love you so much, Tasha.""I love you too, bab
Juliet stood up from the sofa with a sad smile after a few minutes and went into the kitchen to get some fruits. She opened her fridge and pulled out the vegetable basket, but a wave of grief overtook her. She had to pull the basket back into its place and shut the fridge. Juliet left the kitchen and went to the balcony, sitting on the cane chair she recently put there. She hadn't realized how much she missed Kurt until she heard his voice that evening. She missed everything about him; his touch, his smile, the way he loved her. Above all, she missed his companionship. The first few weeks without him were awful, to say the least. The journey had been so lonely. Apart from her sister, she didn't have any close friends. All her friends were married and her friendships with them sort of fizzled out. Many nights she would lie awake, finding it difficult to sleep. She would turn and toss from the ache of loneliness for hours before falling asleep. It was only the thought of her unborn
Blake waited, hands in pockets until the car drove away before walking slowly back into the house. It was Thursday night, and he was at his parents’ house for dinner. His father gave him a disapproving look when he walked back into the house. “So quick?”“I was expecting you and Kelly to have some deep conversation alone.”“Dad, mom,” Blake had called out and sat down facing his parents, who sat together on the double seater couch. “I would appreciate it if you don't interfere in who I go out with or eventually marry.” He looked into his parents’ faces, one after the other, with an expression that conveyed how serious he was. “I did it once and I don't want to do it again.”“But we thought it was the best for you,” his mom retorted. “No one knew it would end the way it did.”“You asked me to marry Stacy,” he moved to the edge of the couch. “Because of the family business, not because you considered she was good for me.” He choked down a lump of frustration in his throat. “I will not
“Tyson said your wedding is in January,” Maggie looked into Tasha's eyes. “Is that true?”They were in Tasha's kitchen on Friday night. Tasha smiled and opened the oven.“That's not true.” She placed the casserole dish inside the oven and covered it up. “Tyson is just eager to make me and Grant a couple as soon as possible,” she smiled at her son's fondness for Grant. “We are looking at April. We are not sure yet until we meet with my home church pastor who is going to officiate the wedding.“Tyson is just so excited about your wedding,” Maggie remarked. “Just as excited as you and Grant.”“Yes, you can say that again,” Tasha dried off her hand with the kitchen towel. “He has found a daddy, and he's so happy.”Maggie grinned. “I am so happy for you. Miss. Tasha.”“Thank you darling,” Tasha said.Maggie's phone rang in her pocket. She brought it out and said to Tasha.“I have to go,” she climbed down from the high stool. “It's Jasmine calling. I asked her to flash me when she gets to m