“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
Blake sprawled on his recliner sofa, dividing his attention between the Financial Times magazine he was holding and cheering Jayce, who was busy playing one of his favorite video games on Saturday night. Jayce was so engrossed in the game, moving his fingers at lightning speed on the controllers, as he tried to defeat the final boss.His phone rang on the side table beside him. He looked over at the screen. It was one of the senior managers, he picked up the phone off the table. “Hey Nicole,” he called out after he swiped a finger across the phone screen. Nichole was calling to give him the feedback from some of their clients she was liaising with as Blake had directed her to do. They spoke for ten minutes and he ended the call. Blake looked at the time on the phone before dropping it back on the side table. It was fifteen minutes past ten o’clock. “It's late already Punky,” he told Jayce and dropped his phone back on the side table. “It's time to go to bed.”The little boy prete
Tasha placed the bowl of the salted caramel popcorn she made an hour ago on a tray, she added a bottle of Paramus rueda verdejo wine to the tray, along with two glasses of wine. She carried the tray to the living room where Grant was. It was their movie night. They had started the tradition two months into their relationship. They were going to spend their night cuddling up and watching movies on Netflix. Grant had since tucked Tyson into bed about an hour ago while Tasha was busy cleaning up the kitchen and making the popcorn. He was firing up the logs of woods in the fireplace when she walked into the living room, tray in hand. She placed the silver tray on a low garden side table. The glowing red from dry logs, along with the soft glow from the TV, illuminated the room for a nice romantic night. Tasha walked up to Grant and hugged him from behind, wrapping her arms around his middle. She kissed him on the neck and he moaned his approval. Her lips were still on his neck when he
He opened her legs wider and then covered her crotch completely with his mouth. His action ignited a fire in her. She lost control of her body and wailed, “Grant! Oh my God Grant!”Her legs shook as her orgasm sped through her with the fire he was igniting on her. “Oh Grant, I am coming.” She panted, writhing with ecstasy, and came with a blast into his mouth. His tongue got to more work in her warm channel, licking up her juices, probing deeper and deeper to get all of her delicious release. She ran her fingers through his hair as her body twisted with a mini orgasm. Tasha pushed her crotch further into his mouth so that his tongue could get deeper into her pussy. He knew what she wanted. He darted his tongue into her and fucked her relentlessly with it until she came again. She rode his tongue until her orgasm subsided. She sat up as soon as she could catch her breath and set him on his back. Tasha straddled him. “I love you so much,” she breathed and cupped his face. “You make
Blake's lips curved into a small smile as he stretched a hand towards Russell, a friend of his elder sister. Russell was from one of the oldest business dynasties in the United States, like the Carter's dynasty. He and Russell had been talking about business for over four minutes before his wife appeared and stood beside her husband. “Hi, Mr. Carter,” she greeted brightly.“Hello,” he tried to beat some excitement into his voice. “Mrs. Evans.”“I'm sorry,” Russell’s wife smiled, her eyes darting from her husband to Blake. “I will have to steal Russell away.”“Oh, with all pleasure,” Blake said, relieved that the man's wife had saved him.“Let's meet up for drinks before the end of the year.” Russell said, and he took Blake's. “I will be expecting your call.”“Of course I will.” Blake made a promise he knew he would not fulfill. “Thanks so much.”Blake gave Russell’s wife a nod as the couple drifted away. He grabbed a flute of champagne from one of the waiters, who was passing a tray