LucienThe drive to the lake house had been a silent one after that. Proserpina had retreated into a shell, responding when her children spoke, replying to him in monosyllables.It was soon apparent to everyone that there was trouble between them.It continued through the afternoon, into the dinner when she went about, a dull spectre of herself. Lucien was first angry and then exasperated. He did not know how to deal with this. He had seen her crying, had seen her angry.But this was different. It was as though she had shut herself off from him and he found he wanted in. Desperately. They had planned to leave on the third day and he was damned if he was going to sleep alone without her responding to him.But he knew he was feeling guilty over the way he had spoken to her.When he looked for her after dinner, when they usually sat together with the children, she was missing.“Where’s your mother?’ he growled at his daughter. She gave him an arch look, reminding himself of his reflection
Lucien Delano “No, my Master.’ She whispered against his mouth, tantalising him, ”Today, I am going to blindfold you first.’He frowned in astonishment. He had never been the submissive type; he had never been blindfolded when he was f*cking a woman.Hell, no one had dared to blindfold him ever.It meant relinquishing control, and he had never done that.Lucien Delano never gave up control, not in the bed, not out of it.He stiffened.But she held him to her body and whispered fiercely, her head tilted back, the soft brown eyes gleaming,“You OWE me this once, Lucien Delano.’*He grunted and allowed her to blindfold him.He sat at the edge of the bed as she did it and then she pushed him onto the bed. Suddenly, he felt powerless as she took his arms. Guiding them gently but firmly above his head, he felt her tie them, binding him firmly to the railings of the bed above his head.*Now he was mildly mystified and getting a little uneasy.‘Are you going to kill me, woman?’ he growled,
ProserpinaI turned, touching my heavy breasts and sighed,‘Really? You are SUCH a bad student, Mr.Delano.’Shaking my head reproachfully at him, I turned to him and touched my wet panties.He stilled, his eyes riveted on the skimpy garment.'Oh, Lucien,' I sighed and dimpling again at him, I went on.'I am wet...I think I shall go and take a bath, maybe.'The man on the bed looked dangerously flushed, the veins on his forehead standing out as he snarled,'Woman, I will f*cking make you pay for this,'"Temper, temper, ' I sighed and took my nipples in my hands, rolling them lightly. Lucien Delano watched, helplessly, the sound of his heavy breathing loud in the room. His thick member was oozing pre cum and I wanted to lick it off.Not yet, I told myself sternly.Schooling my features, I dimpled at him and stopped.Moaning softly , I slid my hand between my thighs and touched myself. I raised my eyes and met his gaze, as the tension between us sizzled.*LucienHe had never imagined it
ProserpinaI felt him lifting me up, carrying me gently to the washroom; he held me as we stood under the shower, the warm water running over our bodies as we fused our mouths to each other, hungrily.He grunted, his erection pressing into my belly again as he said against my mouth.“I am always the Boss. Your Boss. Remember that, my little slave.’I whispered mindlessly, exhausted but happy,‘If you say so, Master.’With a snarl, he lifted my breast to his mouth and bit the nipple.I whimpered.“I will punish you, my sweet.’ He whispered against my cheek.“But not now.’ He thrust his tongue into my mouth, and we kissed mindlessly again.’ You are too tired.’ I sighed and let him wash me, touching my thighs and my sex with infinite gentleness.*LucienHe held her as she slept, a small figure, her soft curves making him aware of how precious she was to him. Her cheek rested on her hand and she was smiling slightly.Although she had tied him up with all her strength, he had known he cou
Proserpina When Lucien sauntered in for breakfast, I glanced at him and looked away quickly, a blush stealing up my face. In a casual shirt, the open buttons revealing the crisp grey hairs matting his chest, the jeans hugging his powerful thighs, he looked as cool and in charge as ever.How does he do it? I thought. I felt drained and my sex was sore, my breasts hurt and I had dressed in a blouse that covered my chest. The bite marks on my breasts were prominent and I did not want anyone to notice. His eyes raked me and his lips twisted knowingly as I turned away dimpling.He was almost two decades older than me, this lover of mine yet he could make me climax helplessly; make me beg for him so effortlessly.He was on the phone again, a frown appearing on his harsh face as he listened.*Ria looked up at him and in her customary, blunt manner, she demanded,“Have you and Mumma been making babies again, Pappa?’Her father looked up and into my hot flushed face as I stormed across to her
LucienHe followed his wife to the lakeside. She stood with Claude on the side, watching as the twins splashed around in joy, screaming and shouting. Claude began to flail his arms wildly, screeching, willing to join.‘Let him down,’ growled Lucien and was rewarded with a cross look from his wife.“Will you go in with him?’ snapped Proserpina, trying hard to restrain the youngster, who was now screaming.‘Yes,’ he grunted.He went inside and returned in a few minutes, his hard muscular physique draped in only a pair of swimming trunks.Proserpina coloured as she dragged her eyes from his crotch.He met her eyes with amusement and said,‘Give him to me.’The startled-looking Claude was handed over to his father, and before he knew it, he was being carried to the lake with his brawny parent.He let out a wail and then began to splash in glee as Lucien held him in his strong arms and began to make him paddle.The twins came over, excited and eager to join in the fun.Lucien glanced at Pro
ProserpinaI would have leapt out of the car and cuddled little Paddy. The little fellow was jumping up and down in his rather awkward way to greet us.But Lucien gripped my hand painfully and when I turned to look at him, he shook his head, grey eyes cold and warning.I slumped slightly but I did not demur. Lucien knew what he was up to; I had found that out the hard way on many occasions and I was not going to put us all in danger.He barked an order to Beston who was riding with us.‘Let her and the boy enter the grounds.’ He glanced at me, an eyebrow going up quizzically and I dimpled at him. The twins yelled from the back seat but quietened down immediately when they felt their father’s cold gaze on them.*The drive from the main gate through the wooded land to the house was also a couple of miles. Lucien had zealously bought up the surrounding land so we lived in a mini forest in what was almost a fortress, guarded day and night.*I hid a smile. Lucien shot me a look and I
Proserpina I was soon bustling around in the kitchen and talking to my staff at eh Centre in Japan. We had planned to set up a new center in one of the smaller towns and there were logistical problems. My friend and erstwhile assistant, Alex Wu was beside himself, trying to do things on his own. I knew he would manage but he was a person who sometimes needed to have his hand held.Chicken taquitos served on a bed of lettuce topped with sauce, salsa and cheese; that was our dinner for tonight. I knew that my twins and Paddy relished it and I went about, preparing it with of course, Beatrice grumpily hovering; the old woman would have liked me to be in bed and resting. But with anxious Alex and my own obsession to see that dinner was done just so, it was not possible.I smiled and kissed the old woman, giving her a gentle hug as I spoke to Alex consolingly. Sophie wandered into the kitchen and I smiled at her but my conversation was too intense. Fleetingly, I wondered why she had come.