For a while, Amberleigh indulged Courtney’s fantasy that they were the best of friends, even posing for several photos with the heiress. Leo gave her wide eyed looks, and when she pulled her lover in for a photo, he whispered in her ear.“I hope you know what you’re doing, Love.”She kissed his cheek as the photographer snapped a picture of the happy parents-to- be in front of the moss-covered tree.“Of course, I have a plan.”He grinned at her, though she didn’t let him in on it. The photographer named Ansel, staged Amber on the swing, looking down at her belly with hands atop it, as Leo stood behind the swing pushing it. Amber took great satisfaction by the scowl on the cunt’s face when Ansel was no longer making her the center of attention. Like hell would the social media queen be upstaged at the shower she crashed. She steered Ansel back in her direction by posing herself in front of the wagon of baby gifts she’d brought. Amber snorted and rolled her eyes.But it was several mome
The rest of Amberleigh’s baby shower ran smoothly. Rashida had gotten a new target for her snide comments, now directing them at the woman who upset her grandson. It became open season on gossip about Courtney and many in the cottage were up for participating.Kira had captured nearly all of the altercation on the bridge on her smartwatch, as she’d been taking pictures beforehand. She'd turned it in the direction of the footbridge at the sound of the high-pitched “diva Karen scream", as she dubbed it. Kira had soon uploaded it under one of her accounts on the net. All they had to do was wait as the internet was a beast that no one could slay.Amber found room for another piece of cake, a proper sized one this time. Fadeswa didn’t go into labor but was crowned the victor of the scavenger hunt. The jar of body lotion she won was sure to come in handy for her, though she couldn’t really reach her feet yet. Amber couldn’t picture Pierre Clemonte as the type to rub his wife’s swollen feet,
Ash designated himself as the dealer, but cash money was used instead of poker chips. Amberleigh dug through her purse, Ebony pulled out her boob stash, and the boys rifled through their wallets to pony up. Before the first hand was even dealt, Ebony declared that folding wouldn’t be tolerated up in this bitch. And Ash added shoes didn’t count as articles of clothing. The stakes had been raised before the game even fucking began.Ash set the initial ante at ten bucks. Leo, left of the dealer threw down his ten spot first, then Amber, Grayson, and last but not least Ebony.She scoffed, “Lowballing pussy. I thought you came to play pretty boy. I only got twenties and up.”Ebony ripped a twenty in half and added it to the pot. Amber was waiting for Grayson to tell her that shit was a federal offense, but the billionaire remained tight-lipped. The others snorted at her antics.Ash grinned, “Oh sweetheart, you ain’t seen nothing yet. I didn’t come to play. I came to win.”The trash talk ha
While Leo helped Grayson to the bathroom and then to bed, Amberleigh started cleaning up from the poker game. Her mind wandered as she washed the wine glasses. How the fuck were they going to make this work when they returned to the penthouse? It had been easier to pretend she was a queen in a fairytale with her two kings while the evil troll was out of sight, but Amber couldn’t help but feel once they returned to that tower, it would all fall down on them. Pieces already felt like they were crumbling.She’d told Grayson that so long as Courtney was around, the bitch would come between them. But Courtney wasn’t the only problem as much as it pained her to say. Society demanded a certain kind of woman for the fourth richest man in the city. A woman of impeccable breeding, good genes, beautiful, worthy of the billionaire, both born from the upper crust. But Amber was from the leftovers indeed. The world would never accept their pairing, even if it didn’t involve Leo.Amber and Grayson h
Soon it became hard to tell who moaned the loudest, or where one sound of pleasure ended and the next began. A chorus of pleasure, each hitting different notes, filled the room, each headed towards a crescendo. From Grayson’s lips as Amberleigh licked him from balls to tip, then back again, swirling her tongue across his head. From Leo’s lips as he slowly thrust in and out of her. From Amber’s lips as Leo teased her g-spot painfully slow, but deliciously deep.Who would be the first to come was anyone’s guess. No one tried to restrain themselves or muffle their moans. Here in this space, they didn’t have to hide. They were free to love and make love to each other without fear. All their inhibitions released.Grayson stopped following the rules, as his fingers found Amber’s nipple. But he had never been one to fully surrender control or listen. Amber allowed his disobedience as her nipple tingled and begged for more. His hands were rough against her flesh, giving her throbbing nipple a
Amberleigh felt as though she closed her eyes and two weeks had passed when she opened them again. They were on the cusp of April. The days often rainy, the nights shorter, as sunlight held its grasp over the world a bit longer, helping to keep the darkness at bay.Love was in the air indeed, perhaps leading to a new crop of life by next spring. Though Amber couldn’t exactly say that Ash and Ebony’s budding relationship was love, it certainly had potential. Ebony told Amber all about the great sex and Amber lived vicariously through her friend. Just the fact Ebony kept wanting to get more of that ginger fix over and over, said a lot. These days the dark diva had become more of a hit it and quit it type of girl. But Ebony kept letting her garden be watered by the same hose.Speaking of gardens, Amber’s was even more beautiful than ever before. She and Leo often took sunset strolls through its paths, usually making some new breathtaking discovery along the way. Both her tummy and her lo
“Maybe it’s time we just take what we have to the marshals Grayson. This is far too fuckin’ dangerous. Let them do their job for a change. You nearly got yourself beaten to death-"“We have nothing! Nothing concrete to link them to Adam’s death. The marshals won’t do shit. They’ll dismiss it and we’ll lose any fucking chance to ever get justice for my brother. We stick to the original plan.”His words had been calm enough, but his eyes had flashed with a deep lying rage. Amber could see beneath his neutral expression to the man on the edge barely holding it all fucking together. Someone needed to talk him back from that ledge.“The original plan isn’t fucking working Grayson. Amber’s right. We should get help from people far better qualified and equipped than us. They have resources we don’t. We have the ransom videos, the texts from-" started Leo.Grayson’s fist shot out and collided with the counter. It was eerily similar to what his father had done to the same counter a few weeks a
Babies was what Doc wanted to discuss with the expectant parents apparently.“Have you given any more thought about proceeding with that amniocentesis?” he asked.Amber chewed her lip and looked at Grayson. They really hadn’t discussed it. Not since early on when Grayson was being a demanding dick and trying to order Amber into doing it. That obviously hadn’t fucking worked. He was at least starting to learn he couldn’t order her around like one of his employees. She demanded a partnership not a dictatorship.Grayson ran a hand through his hair. These types of uncomfortable discussions reminded him how he fucked up by playing Russian Rolette with his unborn child’s life and hadn’t let Amber in on the game at all until it was too late. He had to live with that guilt and the knowledge he could have passed on the disease to his daughter. Amber felt bad for him, but there were no changing things now. He’d made a decision and they all had to live with those consequences.“I know you went