MILES: Meredith allowing me to relax a bit was sweet. When I couldn't bear the distance, I stood, going searching for her. From the corner where I stood, I saw the altercation between her and her ex. It was visible that there was a commotion between them, but I still got jealous. Maybe she had agreed to see him, that was why she insisted on coming here. Right? That was a stupid thought caused by jealousy. Bearing the thought of separating from her would be impossible. Anyway, I didn't do much stepping in because I decided to watch to see how she handled things. She handled the situation very well, clarifying that it was over between them. I should be happy that my girl was decisive. Why did I feel incomplete, jealous, and angry? Why was her closeness to Alan and the way he stared at her a trigger that made me want to hurt someone? Why did my nails cutting into her flesh arouse me? Most of all, when she did not pull away or complain about what I was doing, I was pleased. I didn't wan
MILES: Again, we locked eyes across the table, everything around us fading away as if we existed in our own universe, lost in the depths of each other’s eyes. I could feel her desire, a calm, gentle, controlled longing to escape forever into that universe where our love was undeniable, or perhaps feared. Barely noticing my chef as he placed the first course between us—a simple plate of fruit and cheese—I watched her eat, marveling at the heat that came from simply watching her take each bite. Her face was amazingly expressive, taking every bite with precision as if tasting for the first time. She gazed at me over her glass as she sipped her wine, slipping a grape between her lips, smiling coyly as her teeth crushed the skin, juices exploding into her mouth. Excesses streamed down the left corner of her mouth, and Meredith licked it clean with one swirl of her tongue before reaching for a strawberry. Deliberately snatching it just as her fingertip touched the red fruit, I grinned as
MEREDITH: What better way to end a day of great happiness, fun, and being spoiled than making love under the moonlight? Miles, lost in admiration, occasionally grabbed my ass over and over, not minding that I kept stepping on his legs. I struggled to keep up with the beat of the slow music playing in the background, filled with desire as I began to grind against him. The alcohol was shooting straight to my head and pussy, making me horny. I wasn't drunk, just tipsy, and I wanted to let loose. I knew he could be trusted. Honestly, I didn't care what he did with my body because I had given it to him a long time ago. Between the romance, my mind went to the thousands of gifts I had to open later on. This man knew my love language. He went all out to spoil me. Twenty-four was going to be a memorable year for me because of him. I devoured his mouth, kissing him as if my life depended on it. He caught on quickly and carried me up, my legs wrapped around his waist and our mouths entangled
MEREDITH:With one powerful thrust, Miles rammed into me. When I struggled to move away, he held my hips, steadying himself without moving. My breathing quickened, causing me to hyperventilate. I doubted I would ever get used to his dick; it always felt like the first time."Sorry, baby," he moaned as he pulled out. This time, he unhurriedly entered me. Miles was deep but less brutal, continuing the same pattern with a slight caressing of my clit. Soon, I began to grind against him, moving back and pushing forward to meet him halfway."Baby? Uhh…fuck me," I shamelessly begged in my head.He did just what I asked, pounding and ramming without mercy. Again, my breathing heightened, and my moans grew louder. Miles stopped again, frustrating me. He only chuckled when he noticed my disappointment.He instantly slapped his dick against my ass crack. I tensed, fearing my denial. Bit by bit, he entered my ass, rubbing my pussy at the same time.I gripped the edges of the lounger, digging my na
MEREDITH: "I am sorry, Lilly, but I am not expecting any package," I replied. "I think it is best you come down here because the new occupant of that space is uncomfortable about it. We would appreciate your presence," Lilly insisted. It might be important. There was no harm in going to see what she was talking about. "Okay. Give me some hours. I will be there." "Thank you, Miss Tate." "You are welcome." Returning to the kitchen, I bid the girls goodbye. Since my arrival, I have remained dressed in oversize gray sweatpants, a hoodie, and sneakers. Quickly, I took a shower and changed. The presents that Miles got me had been taken to my room. I would take my time to arrange them. A simple outfit of a yellow flowery gown from the collection of clothes he got me in Switzerland was my choice. Since the whip marks were on my ass and lower back, the dress completely covered them. To match it, I wore a pair of white sandals and grabbed one of the white Chanel handbags with a golden cha
MILES: Due to being jet-lagged and the thing with her ex, I lost my grip and couldn't work further. Once we got home, I took a cold shower, had dinner, and cuddled her to sleep. We didn't discuss it because there was nothing to talk about. At this stage, it was healthy. When it became a problem was if she started acting differently. Moreover, the way she handled it again was exceptional. Showing me that Alan was her past and whatever she once felt was not in existence. Very early the next day, Meredith was still asleep when I got ready and left to meet Steele. She had to go to the office later on and start the proposal for the rest of the project since this was ninety percent covered. The ten percent should be finished before the end of the month. It was a smooth day in general. Five hours of going over every detail with Steele, with Zara serving us snacks every ten minutes and asking, “why didn't Meredith come along with you?” To make her happy, my answer was casual. “Zara, she we
MILES: My gaze shifted from my throbbing cock to her serious face and then to the door. “Meredith, continue with what you were doing,” I repeated once more. Arms crossed to the chest, “no!” she rejected in a low growl. The knock came again, and I smiled. As if she read my mind knowing what I was about to do, “don't you--” “Come in!” I yelled. Immediately, she dropped to her knees with a small giggle. In no time, her mouth was on my cock. She had the most beautiful lips I have ever seen. Brandon strode in. His demeanor read trouble. “I am sorry to interrupt your work, but you need to listen to the news. You should check-” “Fuck!” I hissed when Meredith hit a spot. It was in a bid to not moan out loud in front of Brandon. She was playing with my balls while sucking just the tip of my cock. “Are you okay, Mr. Pierce?” He took steps forward, but I was quick to intervene. “It is fine,” I said through gritted teeth. “What were you saying?” “That you need to check your phone. There is
MEREDITH: The night was terrible for me. I found it hard to sleep. The news and how calmly Miles took it didn't sit well with me. The next day, it was chaotic once we got out of bed. Miles checked his stock prices, and they weren't looking good. His conversation with Aarhus ended with him being asked to hold off on the deal until after the investigation. When he called Zara, it was the same response. I had to do something to help. After pleasantries with Neymar, I took out my phone from my handbag once Mile strode into his office and dialed Zara's number. “Good Morning, Zara. How have you been?” “Meredith, love. I am fine. I have missed you. How was your vacation? Spill all the juicy details.” I managed to drop my handbag and walk to the convenience, so Miles didn't accidentally hear my conversation with her. Even though he was in his office, I couldn't be too sure. That man was meticulous. Also, he warned me to focus on myself and not stress about what was happening. I still want