Ava's p.o.vHaving two extremely sexy hunks giving my body attention elevated me all the way to the moon.At this point I wanted nothing more than to feel their hands all over my body. I wasn't thinking straight, seems my throbbing pussy was doing the think for me.Ray's lips on mine felt warm, inviting and very soft. The taste of him was addictive, with a whiff of mint. His toxicating smell of fragrance enveloped my sense, waking something inside of me. Bry's smell was fruity wet very pleasant, I'd ask them later what perfumes they used. We broke apart for the much needed oxygen, each one of us aware of the arousal in the room.Let us touch you Ava, let us show you how good we can make you feel princess. It was Ray who spoke. His deep yet erotic voice sending shivers down my spine.Goddess damn Ava, I want to feel your skin, Bry rasped, already tugging off sweats from my legs.The Tee goes off too angel. Ray helped me off my Tee, throwing it somewhere on the floor, I couldn't careles
Ava's p.o.vThe regrets they say, are like a grandchild, they usually come at a later date.That is how I felt when I woke up sandwiched by the Romans brothers.Don't get me wrong, I loved every fucking second of what happened the previous night. But I couldn't help but regret the timing.We should have made sure that Renata and Reynard had travelled and arrived safely.We should have called them given the state in which Renata was when they left the previous day.Poor woman, she seemed shaken, even a fool could tell that something was really wrong, something awful had happened.That phone call the couple had received definitely bore bad news, what I didn't know is exactly what the news all about.I mean we didn't even know exactly where they were headed. Oh my goddess, we didn't even ask before they left! and we didn't follow up.This was not cool at all, I mean we got pretty intimate after they had left. It's like we felt no remorse enjoying ourselves while they were obviously going
Friday, the day of the week that I dispised the most. Why? because the boys brought friends over for mini parties.Talking about Ray and his equally handsome brother. I haven't seen them since yesterday morning.I missed them though I had decided to protect my Job while at it, I couldn't stop my feelings for them. Thinking about them in the bathroom was quite tempting. I didn't mean to, all I wanted was to clean up and finish my work for today before 4pm in the evening.I couldn't imagine myself being in the room as those people. They treated me like trash, they happiness from my sadness.I didn't want to come across any of them including the brothers. So I turned up, lathering up my wash cloth with soap.The boys images flash before me. Forcing my mind the night we have shared two nights ago. Oh goddess I could forget the groans they made groan again, this time with their dicks inside me.I could believe that I was willing to allow a double penetration. Ha ha good girl gone bad.I
Ava's p.o.vI stood by my widow, staring at the cool blue water of the swimming pool deep in though. I still didn't understand how or why Renata had tasked me with moving those too secret certificates. She must have know that I'd obviously read them? I had played different scenarios in my head one of them was appealing.I could keep it a secret protect the trust Renata had for me, in the process of hiding vital information from Ray and Bry. Or I could tell the two men and go against their Mother's instructions. Either way, I know I had a choice to make.A knock on my bedroom door, pulled me from my thoughts. I knew it was either one of the boys and I didn't even know how to face them after knowing that they weren't related.The second knock forced me to drag my feet towards the door, opening it with a very heavy heart. Ray didn't even wait for a 'come in', he just budged in. He had already stepped inside going straight to the bed when he abruptly turned to look at me.It was that kind
I was really Mad at Bry, he was pissing me off to no end. How could he? He was constantly hurting her for something she knew nothing of.I had caught a glimpse of Ava's figure earlier looking out of her window. Bry was kissing Ariel at that time, he must have known she was watching him.I wanted to check up on her, I knew she broke down easily. I wanted to assure her that Bry would come around soon.But I couldn't keep on telling her the same thing. I just had to be there for her and of course fuck the shit out of Bry to remind him how much Ava was of importance to us.My douche bags of friends were having the time of their lives. They were drunk as fuck! But that is exactly why we had these kind of parties.To get wasted and have fun. Today was different for me though, I wasn't in the mood. I was not drunk at all and even though, Mercy was clearly offering, I didn't want her tonight.I only wanted to see Ava and maybe well, kiss Bry behind the curtains.Hey man, you've barely sipped
Ava's p.o.vI been standing in front of the round wall mirror in my bathroom for close to 10 minutes now.My body hideous with my cheeks decorated by dried streams of tears.The set of eyes that were starring back at me look nothing like mine. Puffy and red obviously from work they have been subjected to.Flashy memories of what had different precious night were providing it difficult for me to get my emotions in check.My mind refused to forget that exact moment he had his lips locked to Ariel's. They way he had looked at me before he learned down to kiss her. He wanted me to watch, he did it internationally.It's not the kiss that hurt me the most lips the sadistic motive behind it. Had what we had before mean nothing to him? Time and time again Bryson made sure to remind me of how pathetic I was. He made it clear through his insulting words.But this time didn't have to put it in speech no,his actions showed it all. That smile he had sent my way after that kiss, it was purely sadis
Bryson's p.o.vMy brain stuttered for a moment, trying so hard to make connections of the words Ava had just uttered. I looked on at my right as Ray's legs gave out, forcing him to sit on the carpeted floor with both his hands on to of his head.I thought for a minute that Ava was only joking or maybe getting back at us. Judging by her seriousness and sincerity, she knew what she just said.The information left me blank and void, hell I don't know what to do or what to think. I didn't understand why or why this wasn't making any sense at all. Why would my parents keep this from us all this year's. How had Ava even discovered such confidential information? Did Mum and Dad show the certificates to her or she just stumble on them while she was cleaning? why though? Ray was very quiet, his demeanor completely altered, his creasing brows portrays an immensed amount of worry.Ava hadn't moved a muscle, she hadn't removed her hand over her mouth. Her eyes are getting glossy again. She was co
Ray's p.ovAva stood shaking on her feet, with the help of my hands. Her feet wobbled with every step she made without support. As we made our way towards the staircase, dragging our feet slowly, her silence only added more. She was still pale and knew if I let go her go she'd fall down on her ass.She kept shaking her head repeatedly, mumbling to herself inaudible words. I wanted to know exactly what was going through her head and as if reading my mind Bryson asked.'you know you can tell us anything right? ' Bryson assured her. She didn't speak for a while, instead she looked at him for sometime. She was contemplating what she would say next, or how she would say it. It would be either, either I couldn't tell.'Your....Mum...she...uh...'Ava was stuttering mess. Whatever she wanted to say felt heavy in her tongue. Her throat threatened to close up, forcing her to swallow down her words. Bryson turned to look at me, a certain degree of realisation crossed his features. That is when i
Dante Di Sione felt the adrenaline pumping through his body as he walked into the tiny airport terminal. His heart was pounding and his forehead was beaded with sweat. He felt like he'd been running. Or just rolled away from a woman after bout of particularly energetic sex. Even though it was a long time since he could even remember having sex. He frowned. How long? His mind raced back over the past few weeks spent chasing across continents and fitting in and out of different time zones. He'd visited a dizzing array of countries, been presented with a whole shoal of red heerings and wandered uo against several dead ends before arriving here, in the carribean. All in pursuit of a priceless pices of jewellery which his grandfather wanted for a reasons he'd declined to share. Dante felt the tight clench of his heart. A dying man's wish. Yet wasn't the truth that he had been tantalized by the task he'd been given which he had taken on as a favour to someone who had given him so much?
"Come and sit in the shade,' Dante said lazily. I don't want you getting burned.'Willow pushed her straw hat back and smiled up into her husband's face. 'i'm unlikely to burn when you insist on applying factor fifty to my skin ar every opportunity, am I?''True. Infact , I think you need another application right now,' he murmured, rising to his feet and standing over her. 'come here.''Tjat sound like another excuse for you to start rubbing cream into my body.''You really think I need excuse, Mrs Di Sione? "he growl, lifting her off the sun lounger and heading her inside to the air-conditioned cool of their beachside house.Willow bit her lip with sheer pleasure as she felt his lips whisper over throat. This kung she couldn't remember over her throat, thinking she couldn't remember ever feeling so happy. Or lucky. So very lucky. For the past month they'd been honeymooning in a carribean beach house, while nearby the crystal waters lapped contentedly against sugar-fine-sands. Thay
"Hmm?" He blinked. "A while ago, when I said I didn't know Herb, did you say you knew that?" "Yes." "When did you know?" "Almost immediately." She frowned, as she worked on that sentence. "I'll help with Mutt. The dogs accept cats fairly well, but a strange dog has to be introduced." While they were doing that, Salty rang the bell for dinner and automatically Georgia showed Luke where to wash. "Did you leave me because I didn't tell you about the Molly Q sinking? I was afraid, if you knew, you 'd leave me." "No Because you asked me if Herb was good as you. You offended me. You made me sound like a bed-hopper. I told you I didn't know any Herb." "I was sure you didn't and I only meant to tease, to make you say I was a good lover. I would never try to offend you." She was silent. Luke wanted to hold her. He wasn't sure she'd allow it. He asked, " How's your arm?" " Just fine. You can hardly see the marks any more." " Lete see." So when he had her arm in his hands, he couldn
Just about then, since there was an hour's time difference, it was after four o'clock at the Montana Electronics company, Inc. In Indianapolis, Indiana.Luke was frowning at the walls as phone in his hand rang yet again. Where was she? How long did it take to go out . Where was she? How long did it take to go out and buy some steaks? The car had been delivered at eight-thirty and she hadn't been there since.A very strange feeling gripped Luke. He went back to the meeting, jerked a hand at Mac and backed out the door to wait in the hall."What's up?""I can't get hold of Georgia," Luke said. "I've been calling her since about ten morning and she doesn't answer. I have a bad feeling about this."Mac discounted that. "She probably went to a movie or apartment hunting, or shopping. Women never sit by the phone and wait for someone to call them. They had about all over the place. You'll be smart to take home some deli food for super tonight." The. Mac urged, "We better get back. This is g
"It is almost certain that since they are so interested in coming to us, we have more on this tham they and they are petitioners. We smiled quite smugly confident of her reply. She gave it: "Yes. I'll miss you terribly." He showered and she lay in bed, feeling everything acutely. He came in and dressed as she watched and he regarded her thoughtfully. " You'll be okay." " Yes." " Being with you everyday has spoiled me. I don't want to leave you?" She was silent. She didn't want to leave him, either. " Aren't you going to fix me some breakfast? You don't want me to go out into the cold, brutal jungle to face the ravening corporate maneuverings on an empty stomach, do you?" " No." She got out of bed and went for her robe. He patted her bottom. "I'm glad you'II be here when I get back." She didn't look at him but put on her robe and went to the kitchen. She washed her hands, fixed him bacon and eggs, toast and juice and coffee. He told her about the other two companies while he a
"In the morning?" Luke's father was a little uncertain and looked at Luke for guidance. "I see." Georgia looked back at Luke. "I suppose it slipped your mind?" "I didn't mention It?" He knew good and well hadn't and it made her furious! "I've been held here for almost two weeks." "What do you mean?" his mother asked slowly. "I've been held here against my will." And his mother said to her son, "Now, what?" To distract hos mother, Luke told her, "She's learning to cook." "Don't you cook, Georgia?" Georgia didn't reply but said to Luke, "It's exceedingly interested and excessively telling that you have a mother who comes here, finds you've imprisoned a woman and she doesn't say, "How shocking!" She says, 'Now, what.' That says a lot about you, Luke Montana. " His mother's head went up, his father looked at Luke and Like laughed. A genuine, amused, impulsive laugh. It made his father smile. It made Georgia madder. She smiled sweetly and said a sugar-coated, "I kn
"You wouldn't have to take your pictures down. They look very nice on my walls. And you look even better in my house." "What would I tell my parents?" She asked logically. "They are very old-fashioned." "Tell them...Tell them you have an unusually friendly apartment mate, I want you stay with me." She shook her head. "It's only propinquity. If you saw me under ordinary circumstances, you'd look right past me." "No." He was sure. "I'm not beautiful." He could not control a blurting laugh of disbelief, but he straightened his face as well as he could. He learned away and looked at her lying there in the sunlight. shiny with oil, her body soft and lax and well loved. "You're not bad." He grinned. Then he teased, "And that one hundred thousand you're getting from us is something to consider." "When will you know about the Molly Q? When will I be free?" He frowned. "Do you want to leave?" " To ask me to stay, now, is meaningless. I am your prisoner. I have to stay." Later, while
He watched her as she flipped quite a chunk of pages back to the place she was drawing him exercising. She sudied him minutely. That she would look ot him that way made him self-conscious. Conscious of himself. Aware of his body. That he was a male being closely studied by a female.Naturally that made him more aware of her body and that she was a female and a willing one, at that."You really ought to lift weights. Since we have the time, I could get you started. Stand u,"She put aside her pad and pencil and stood before him."This movement," he instructed, "will tone these muscles." He traced the line of muscles. "And this one does all these." He bent her and traced all those that simple movement would affect.One thing led to another and he relaxed them both.They retrieved Minny form the roof and bird watching can be exhausting, so the little cat curled by the glass sliding door and napped. The lovers fixed a lazy lunch and although they hadn't done any bird watching, they too, n
"We were..... watching the news." Georgia gave Minny an apologetic look. How could she say Minny wakened them?"Did you get a look at him?" Mac asked Luke."No.""You're losing your touch. Getting old. In your younger days, you have been over that rail and nailed him before he hit the ground. I think you ought to give up baking, Georgia. He's getting fat and sluggish.""You missed Georgia's Oriental chicken, Mac. It was great." He smiled at Georgia. Then he told Mac,"If you behave and make no maire little snide remarks about my age and weight, you might be able to talk me out of one of the rest of the meringue cookies."Meringue?" Mac perked up."They are perfect.""Would you like one?" Georgia asked Luke."That'd be great.""I'll get you some."Mac frowned at Georgia. "He's capable of walking all the way across the living room.""He's been chasing burglars," Georgia said back over her shoulder.He didn't catch one."Luke pried his muscular body up out of the chair, and Mac bragged a