Taehyung gestured to the billiards table, hoping to distract and defuse the tension. "Why don't we change things up and have a game of pool instead? Every couple can be on a team."Zavian shot Emmeline a heated look filled with wicked promises, clearly relieved to have an excuse to shift locations and put some space between them before he lost control completely. "You can all start playing the game, I'll catch up shortly.”Emmeline slowly pulled her legs away and slipped her shoes back on with clear reluctance.Her body was practically vibrating with pent-up need, an intense longing for Zavian's touch that was almost palpable. Yet, amid this yearning, a mischievous satisfaction bubbled within her when she recalled the predicament she had caused for him.A wicked smile spread across her lips as she savored the thought. She knew all too well the reason Zavian had requested to join them a little later was because he couldn’t stand up right now without revealing his... situation.There wa
"I can see you won't be an easy opponent to defeat on this playing field," Zavian said silkily, holding her gaze captive with a look that promised so much more than their innocent game.Emmeline quickly pulled her tingling hand away, as if she'd been burned by the incendiary contact."Do you really expect to win easily against me, Mr. Blackthorn?" She tried to deflect with a teasing quip, though her voice emerged husky and strained.Zavian moved to take her previous stance, expertly chalking the tip of the cue before tying it between his middle and index finger in an elegant, practiced position befitting his imposing stature and raw masculinity.The black fabric of his shirt stretched taut across his broad shoulders and chest, the top few buttons opened to reveal a teasing glimpse of his toned skin."You seem to have forgotten your terrible, humiliating defeat on the golf course last week, Mrs. Maine," he said, looking every inch the smug, entitled aristocrat used to getting his way.
Richard managed to sink his ball with a deft stroke, as did Yuna after him when it was her turn again. But once again, Minnie failed to pocket hers despite her best, inelegant efforts, letting out a loud groan of frustration.When it was Emmeline's turn once more, she bent over the table provocatively, very aware of Zavian's heated gaze lingering on the curves of her backside framed by the tight fabric of her dress.She caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye, his deep eyes devouring her boldly displayed assets with hunger."You're staring at the wrong target there, Mr. Blackthorn," she couldn't resist teasing in a low, sultry tone no one else could hear, fully aware of the effect she was having on him.She had her eye on the cue ball, so she didn't catch the full expression on his face.Zavian couldn't resist letting Emmeline know that he had heard her scolding words loud and clear.He strengthened the mental shield he'd been using since the start of their secret, illici
Every single cell in Emmeline's body tingled with renewed arousal and anticipation.Her mouth went dry as he approached with his hands shoved into the pockets of his impeccably tailored trousers in a casually arrogant manner."M-Mr. Blackthorn!" she stammered, her cheeks flushing. "Why did you come back here? Does Yuna know you're at the restaurant? What excuse did you give her?"Zavian stopped mere inches away from her. The heady scent of his cologne and the sheer masculine presence of him made her head spin dizzily.Staring up into those fathomless deep blues, Emmeline was struck by just how vast the difference in their heights was. She had never felt smaller or more delicate than in this moment."I took Yuna home first and told her I was coming back to get you," Zavian said in his deep, sinfully delicious baritone. "The roads can be dangerous at night for a woman driving alone, especially if she's been drinking and might still be intoxicated."Before Emmeline could respond, he reac
The sound of their mingled breath, moans, and low grunts filled the quiet space.Their lips remained locked for what felt like an eternity of heated, frantic kisses and wandering hands groping at every available inch of heated flesh before Zavian finally tore his mouth away.He pressed his forehead against Emmeline's, their ragged breaths intermingling hotly as they both struggled to catch their breath in the aftermath of their passionate embrace."Looking at you makes me want to cross every boundary, to throw all caution and propriety to the wind," he confessed in a low, gravelly murmur. "Being around you in the same place without being able to touch you, to taste you, to take you as I so desperately desire...it's utterly exhausting, Emmeline. I can barely keep my hands off you much less my d!ck."In response, Emmeline arched her body against his. She pressed her aching br3asts against the solid wall of his chest and captured his full lower lip between her teeth in a teasing nip.The
Emmeline let out a breathless laugh, spreading her arms out in a shameless invitation as she met his burning gaze boldly. "Well then, it looks like you've won our game fair and square," she husked, her voice trembling. "So come over here and collect your well-earned reward from me, Mr. Blackthorn."Zavian straightened up from his stance, his eyes devouring every inch of her wantonly displayed body with naked hunger. "I don't much like taking orders, my naughty girl," he rumbled in a tone that bordered on a growl.Emmeline laughed again, the sound slightly hysterical now.She arched her back in a deliberate temptation. "Well, you'll certainly be missing out on all the fun you claim to want so badly if you're too stubborn and proud to come over here," she taunted breathlessly. "I'm a little drunk, you see. I might not have the energy or patience for your ego much longer."She pouted her lips in an exaggerated moue, watching as Zavian's eyes darkened further at the sight.He let out a ha
Zavian’s free hand quickly unfastened the front of his trousers, pushing them down just far enough for his thick, heavy member to spring free.Emmeline heard the unmistakable sound and whimpered softly, glancing over her shoulder at him with eyes gone wide in fear."M-Mr. Blackthorn..." she stammered shakily, her voice trailing off as she took in the sight of his impressive c0ck, flushed and jutting proudly.Emmeline lost all ability to speak.Zavian felt her fear wash over him like waves crashing against a rocky shore. It wasn't an unexpected reaction given how intimidating he knew himself to be.Even among his kind, he was considered extremely large - monstrously so.He knew how daunting it must seem to others - especially frail human females like Emmeline… well aware of how that thing was moments away from invading their inner walls, stretching them beyond what they thought possible.Zavian stroked her with his finger in a slow, torturous circular motion.A shudder ran through Emme
Emmeline’s upper body was suddenly pushed down with bruising force, bending her over fully as though his last restraint finally snapped.Her cheek pressed against the cool wood of the table and his thick, pulsating c0ck, slick with her essence, nestled between the cheeks of her ass in a deliciously obscene way."The very first thing I thought when I saw you swaying those wicked hips to provoke me was to bend your luscious body over this billiard table and plunder every inch of you until you were a mindless, whimpering mess," Zavian murmured darkly.Fear shot through Emmeline at the thought of being impaled on his monstrous member. His tone and stance right now spelled danger.She wanted him to take her just as much as she knew he desired her. But he was just too huge. The sight of him terrified her the first time she saw it, and it still does. Even more so when he was only an inch from breaching her opening."M-Mr. Blackthorn. It's so huge...please, I don't think I can take it. Don't
"Who was that guy who snuck out the back door of your house two days ago?" Minnie suddenly asked pointedly.Emmeline's eyes widened in shock. She forgot how to breathe for a moment, feeling trapped by Minnie's question.She knew Minnie must be referring to Zavian - who else would have been leaving through her back door like that?Emmeline hadn't prepared herself to face a confrontation like this, so she was unable to find a convincing excuse right away.After a charged pause, she smiled nervously. "And who else could it have been other than Richard, my husband?"She refrained from looking directly at Minnie, afraid of what she might see in her friend's eyes."I can give you more than one reason why that guy couldn't have been Richard," Minnie replied in a confident, assured tone.Emmeline's arms were resting on top of her stomach, and she couldn't control the trembling in them as Minnie started ticking off her reasons on her fingers."Firstly, your husband arrived home just a short ti
A few days passed in a blink.Minnie texted Emmeline asking for accompany to the facial care center the following day.Emmeline didn't hesitate to accept the invitation because her skin was in a terrible state, giving her an irreplaceable opportunity for some pampering.The doorbell rang after lunch the next day. Emmeline swiftly opened it, knowing who her guest was.Minnie was wearing a short gray knit dress under her brown wool coat, while Emmeline had on fitted jeans and an olive green peacoat."Right on schedule, Minnie," she said cheerfully.Minnie always hugged her whenever they met. But this time, she just stared at Emmeline's face intently as though the latter suddenly grew two horns.Emmeline wiped her cheeks self-consciously. "Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"Minnie snapped out of her daze and shook her head quickly. "Oh no, I was just thinking about the kitchen faucet and whether I turned it off."Emmeline didn’t think much of her friend’s behavi
Emmeline felt her blood turn to ice, the pulsating waves of the washing machine beneath her suddenly lost their allure as the reality of Richard's return hit her.Her eyes darted to Zavian, who maintained an unnerving calm."Shit, Richard's home. What should we do?" she whispered with panic.Zavian's expression shifted. His usual devilish charm was now laced with a dark intent that Emmeline had come to recognize as his plotting look."Fasten your seatbelts, we'll complete the euphoria trip spoiled by his return!" he declared with a mischievous grin.Emmeline's chest swelled with air. "Have you lost your mind, sir? My husband has come home! What if he comes looking for me?" she muttered in disbelief. However, Zavian ignored her protest.He resumed expertly teasing her breasts.Emmeline fined his touch both soothing and infuriating under the circumstances."I doubt he will come to the laundry room. Until then, I’ll drown you in ecstasy. The excitement is beyond thrilling. The feeling of
Zavian had already slipped away when Emmeline woke up a while later.A tray of food sat on the table, covered with foil to keep it warm.She approached cautiously, lifted the foil and inhaled deeply. The rich aroma of tomato sauce and garlic filled her senses."The smell alone is enough to make my mouth water," she murmured appreciatively.Her gaze landed on a folded note propped against the plate.Emmeline snatched it up with a fluttering heart."I didn't want to wake you while you slept so peacefully. There’s some pasta for you - just heat it up if it's gone cold. -Z"A girlish giggle escaped Emmeline at the thoughtful gesture.She pressed the note to her nose, trying to catch his lingering scent on the paper as warmth blossomed in her chest. That this powerful, imposing man would take such simple care of her needs..."That man captivates me more each day," she sighed, tracing the note with a fingertip.Despite her lack of appetite lately, Emmeline found herself devouring every bite
Zavian winked at her before he dipped his head to capture her lips in a scorching kiss that robbed the breath from her lungs.She melted into the passionate embrace, her body tingling with desire as his tongue teased against her lips, demanding entry.Emmeline parted her lips with a soft moan, allowing his skilled tongue to delve inside and engage hers in a sensual dance.His large hands slid down her back to pull her flush against his hard body as the kiss deepened, growing more heated and intense.Emmeline gazed up at him with half-lidded eyes and was breathless when they finally broke apart.“Delicious as always,” Zavian commented wickedly, placing two bags in her palm. "I heard women crave snacks during their period, so I brought you bags of chips, feminine stuff and chocolate," he responded.Emmeline looked at the first bag in astonishment, seeing numerous brightly colored bags of potato chips inside in a wide array of flavors. Then she blushed furiously at the numerous branded pa
~The next morning~Emmeline woke up feeling a bit under the weather, with some uncomfortable cramps signaling her monthly visitor was on its way. Ah, the joys of womanhood!As if that wasn't enough, her entire body ached as though a truck had plowed into her - no doubt the result of all the passionate smooching Zavian had lavished on her the previous night aboard his yacht.A ghost of a satisfied smile curved her lips at the delicious memories. Their heated embraces, his skilled mouth blazing a path of sin across her bare skin, the way he'd worshipped every inch of her body with fervent devotion...Emmeline shivered, warmth pooling low in her belly despite the cramps. Last night had been nothing short of heavenly debauchery.She'd barely slept a wink, too consumed by visions of her devilishly handsome lover and the sinful acts they'd indulged in together.Richard, the oblivious fool, hadn't even batted an eye when she arrived home well past midnight yet again. He simply grunted his usu
Zavian wasted no time driving straight to his private estate located on the outskirts of the sleepy town of Riverwalk after making sure Emmeline arrived home safely."Double the security detail," he instructed one of his trusted men through the mind link tersely. "Keep a low profile for now. "You got it, boss. The lady's security is locked down tight," came the quick mental reply.Zavian had handpicked five of his most elite and loyal shadow guards to keep a watchful eye on Emmeline while Luca was busy with other important matters. No way was he taking any chances with her safety.As Zavian's sleek ride pulled up to the circular driveway, he spotted the men in crisp black suits and earpieces standing at stiff attention like statues lining the whole thing.They all snapped to attention the second Zavian climbed out of the driver's seat, giving a respectful deep bow of their heads."Welcome back, sir!" They chorused like one voice, showing their utmost respect for the man whose power an
Zavian’s eyebrows shot up in surprise as if she'd asked something completely unexpected from a married woman like herself. "You really don't know?" He questioned incredulously."I..." She began but faltered under his intense gaze, lowering her eyes bashfully."It's because men and women are built differently. Women can orgasm multiple times during one round due to quicker recovery time." He explained, gently stroking her cheek and studying Emmeline intently as she absorbed the information. "Therefore, it's crucial for a man to maintain an erection for a long time. Premature ejaculation can be quite frustrating for women because it denies them satisfaction."Emmeline listened with rapt attention, her eyes wide with newfound knowledge. "I didn't know our bodies were so complex," she confessed.Zavian chuckled softly, his hand absentmindedly stroking her hair. "You're hard to please even in bed," he teased.She playfully punched him in the chest, giggling lightly. "If you want good servic
Emmeline was on the precipice of a delicious surrender, her fingers dancing across her femininity with a feverish tempo.Her middle digit fluttered left and right, creating an intoxicating rhythm that echoed through her body. As she pleasured herself, her other hand was busy exploring Zavian's turgid manhood, sliding up and down his length in a frenzy of desire."I'm...I'm so close," she breathed out. The sensation was so intense that it cut off her voice mid-sentence and sent ripples of pleasure coursing through her body."I want to watch you climax, but I can't keep my eyes open. It feels like I'm soaring to cloud nine."Zavian groaned at the effort of holding back his own pleasure, his breath hitched and ragged."Seeing you like this," he continued after a beat, "Touching yourself for me for the first time...it's like observing an exquisite piece of art that demands admiration." His voice was thick with arousal as he watched Emmeline writhe on the bed before him.Her soft whimpers e