I slowly walked to him and stood in front of his stupid throne. His face was mere inches from my pussy and I could feel his breath on my heated flesh.
The fact that he was still dressed shouldn't be such a turn on. But I was dripping and he suddenly licked a trail from the middle of my thigh to my core and I moaned, clutching his strong shoulders for support.
He suddenly threw me on the carpeted ground. My head spun, but he encircled my ankles with his hands and pulled my legs apart.
He spread my lower lips open with his thumbs and licked me, sucking on my clit.
"Geoff." I moaned.
He suddenly got up and latched his mouth on my nipple.
"Now tell me you hate me. While I play your body like an instrument."
"I....hate you." He bit down on my nipple. Hard.
"Ahhh!" I screamed in a m
I woke up to the scent of a heady spicy cologne. I found my face in Geoff's sparsely hairy chest. Small, soft golden hair was scattered unevenly on his chest.Muscled arms were wrapped around me, cocooning me in a bubble of safety. I snuggled deeper into his chest, inhaling deeply, making wetness build up in my core.I love his arms around me. I love his scent. I love his tenderness. I love his strength. I love his intelligence. I love his thoughtfulness. I love his possession. I love his stony grey eyes. I love his protectiveness. I love him.The thought scared me, but it didn't stop me from trailing kisses from his neck to his jaw. One of my legs was thrown over his waist and I removed one of my arms and buried my hand in his hair.I love you. It was on the tip of my tongue, but then I remembered what he said to me yesterday. About fucking Scarlett.
The next week was very hectic since it was finals week. I studied day and night and pretty much didn't have the time for anything else.What surprised me was that Geoff worked where I studied. He would even occasionally explain some concepts to me. I didn't necessarily need any explanations, but I thought it was hot when he went all teacher mode.After the final exam, me, Brandon and Dahlia hung out at the cafè. I didn't have any shifts that day. After that, I drove straight home. I got out of my truck and peered into the woods behind the house, remembering that creepy man.I went into the house and when I saw Geoff standing in the foyer, I jumped into his arms. He caught me easily and I pulled back to look at his face.He smiled and I think it was the first time I saw him smile. I loved it. I smiled back and touched his smile with my fingers.Remem
"I'm ready." I hollered to Geoff. I slung my backpack over my shoulder. Only two days worth of clothes resided in my bag. I didn't plan on staying for long.Geoff came out a few seconds later clad in a light blue button up shirt, grey slacks and sunglasses. He had a backpack on his shoulder too, but it was much more classier than mine. He looked good enough to eat."Come." I blushed and took his outstretched hand."I bet you're soaked right now dorogoy.""Jesus. Is that all you ever think about?"He seemed to think for some time."I think about your tits."I rolled my eyes. "You're impossible."His big, warm hand engulfed mine and led me outside."Wait. What about my mother?""I sent her away." He buckled me in the passenger seat."To
"You know Geoff?" I asked my dad as we sat at the dining table.Geoff and I sat beside each other opposite to my dad and Sandra."Of course I do. Lots of successful cases."I felt my chest inflate with pride. The cook filled our plates with food."So you married Sheila?" It was Sandra who asked this after chewing her first forkful."Sure, I did." Others would think he was being serious, but I heard the sarcasm in his voice. Sandra nodded, confirming my suspicion that she didn't notice the sarcasm."Just telling you, she's a nasty bitch.""Sandra." My dad admonished."What? She is. After what she did to Ramara, she should be behind bars."I was shocked that she knew about it."What did she do?" Geoff asked carefully, setting his fork do
That day when we had returned to Minnesota, there was an ache between my legs. I couldn't walk properly.Geoff promised that he would fuck me so hard that I'd be able to feel him between my legs for days. His exact words. I came six times. I didn't know that was possible, but it was proved that day.I finished my shift at the cafè and drove home. Three days of Geoff ignoring me. I tried talking to him, but he was so rude and dismissive. I didn't know what his problem was, but I was about to find out today, one way or the other.I parked my truck and jumped out. I saw Geoff's car in the driveway and marched up the front steps. I unlocked the door with my key and went to his study.I didn't even bother knocking. I just opened the door and placed my hands on my hips."What is your problem?"He barely glanced at me.
Geoff:Goddammit.She was scrambling in my arms, but I just tightened my hold on her. What the fuck was I thinking?Hate me. Loathe me. Despise me. That stupid fucking monologue got me into this shit. I stared down at her face after slamming the door on the boy's face.Her eyes were bloodshot and her face was wet with tears and snot. She was a beautiful mess. Her lips were also red and swollen. Anger immediately filled me."Did you kiss him?"She blinked at me. "Fuuuckk you. Put me doooown."Yes, I could deal with her anger. I gently put her down and she took a step forward. I immediately caught her as she tripped on her own feet.She slumped to the ground and faced the ceiling, giggling as she tried to make snow angels on the floor.I crouched down beside her.&
I passed Geoff with pain in my heart to add to the pain in my head. Last night, I just wanted to forget the pain and forget the memory of his words, but in the end, he was the one who ended up taking care of me.I decided to give Geoff one day to apologize. If he didn't, then I had to go. I can't live with this constant ache in my chest.Want me. Love me. Own me.The words sounded pathetic even in my own mind.Marla, the cafè owner gave me a full time job once she knew that I graduated. I thought Geoff could come to my Graduation party, but that card seems to be off the table now.I dressed in a pink polo shirt and jeans when I saw Geoff in my doorway. I opted to ignore him. He looked as drunk as I felt.I put my keys and money in my pocket and stood in front of him. He was still blocking the doorway."Move."
Dinner at Yvette's was lovely. She made jalapeño poppers, seafood paella and a delicious chocolate pie for dessert.The whole Garcia clan was welcoming. Yvette's husband, Anton Garcia welcomed me with open arms and her son, David Garcia was cute in a next door boy kind of way.I pretended to be happy, but really I was thinking about Geoff the whole time. I wasn't very good company that night, but no one pointed that out, and for that I was extremely grateful. I would definitely do dinner again with them and I hoped Yvette would invite me again...maybe when I wasn't feeling so down.I thanked Yvette for dinner, said my goodbyes and drove back home. I jumped out of my truck and wiped away my tears. God, I was miserable. It's like someone is piercing a blunt knife through my chest over and over again. As soon as I walked through the front door, Geoff was on me, pinning me to the wall beside the fron
Three years later :"Geo." I groan as Geoff flicks my abused nipple. "You're a monster." I huff when he starts sucking on my other nipple. "I love your tits, dorogoy. It's not my fault they're irresistible."Somehow, after all these years, Geoff can still make me blush. I run my hands through his golden hair and stare into his grey eyes I love so much. The longer we stare at each other, the more heated our gazes become. I run my palm down his naked chest, lightly brushing his golden curls. It doesn't stop there though. I venture further down and am not surprised to find his erection in his sweats. I cup it and stroke. He closes his eyes and I touch my lips to his. An abrupt bang on the door jolts me awake."Ramara, dear. The kids are waiting for you.""I'll be down in ten, Yvette." I holler, despite my throbbing centre. I look beside me and find the other side of the bed empty. It's becoming more frequent these days. I don't know how it started, but I miss him already.With a sig
Geoff :6 years later:I decided to come home early today, because why not? My dorogoy barely has time for me as is, plus I can take care of the kids while I'm at home.As soon as I opened the door, the twins latched on to both of my legs. I pretended to fall down and heard both their giggles.Ava and Mikhail. They blabbered on about something at the same time, but I'm not fluent in baby gibberish.But, I did seem to nod at the right time and laugh at the right time because they gave me proud looks. Then, they ran back to the living room.I followed them and spotted my dorogoy on the floor with all kinds of art supplies scattered around. Even Yvette was there. We hired her as the nanny. The twins were a mixture of me and my wife. Blond hair and green eyes.Remy turned around to look at me and her green eyes s
"So I'm not just your fuck buddy?""No." He said vehemently."Hate me. Loathe me. Despise me. But, don't fucking love me. Otherwise, you'd consume me. More than you already do. Until there's nothing left of me without you. I've been telling myself this for days. It doesn't matter now. You're mine and I want you so much. Back at the Bratva, I closed off my emotions. It was the only way to survive. But, seeing you always increases my emotions tenfold. I'm not blaming what I went through for my actions. I'll make it up to you, but you're staying with me." He squeezed my thigh and I was pretty sure my panties were soaked."Now that's the Geoff I know. The demanding insufferable ass."He shot me a look.He drove us to the airport."Didn't you bring anything with you?" I asked him."I knew that I had to bring you back. I didn't
2 days later :I was just getting settled in Dad's place, even though it didn't feel like my home. I tried not to think about Geoff, but it was impossible. I wonder if he's thinking about me. My lips curled when I thought about him with another woman.Sandra and Dad were very excited to see me despite my sour mood. They didn't have many visitors in the two days I was here, so when I heard the door bell ring, I was sceptical, but I opened the door anyway.I stumbled back a step when I saw Geoff in front of me. Not just normal Geoff. Haggard, disheveled Geoff. His hair was mussed up, his clothes were rumpled, his eyes were red and he even wore mismatched shoes. His normal five o'clock shadow was thicker than normal.I mean, I didn't look any better, but..."You look horrible." I was the first to speak. I was anxious, happy, angry and frustrated all at once.&
I parked Geoff's car in the driveway and slumped my head against the steering wheel. How in the ever loving hell will I get him inside?"Geoff. Wake up." I shook him hard.He jolted."Come on baby. We're home."I got out and opened his door. I leaned in and held his face in my hands."You have to help me out here Geo. You have to stay awake honey. I don't want to drag you and I can't lift you all by myself. Got that?"He got out on unsteady feet and slumped against me. I wrapped my arm around his waist."Easy."I locked his car and managed to get him to the front door. I couldn't unlock the door without putting him somewhere. I made him lean against a pillar and made quick work of opening the door."Geo. Come on honey." He could barely keep his eyes open, but he leaned against me and stumb
We ended up riding in Geoff's Audi. I put up no protest because I honestly didn't want to drive around in a dress, so I let it go, by pretending that Geoff was my chauffeur.I've seen Ray's house from the outside, but I've never been inside. The normal beige exterior was strewn with lights. For a rich man, his two storey home was humble and cozy."What's the party for?" I asked Geoff.His hands clutched the steering wheel in a white knuckled grip. I dared look down and I knew why the steering wheel was facing his white knuckled wrath. The man was painfully erect.I damn near rolled my eyes. Was it even normal for a man his age to be hard all the time?Still, it did things to my ego. But, I would be very, very mad if he was like that around anyone else. In fact, the thought had me shoving open the car door. It was irrational and downright stupid, but I couldn't do anything about
Dinner at Yvette's was lovely. She made jalapeño poppers, seafood paella and a delicious chocolate pie for dessert.The whole Garcia clan was welcoming. Yvette's husband, Anton Garcia welcomed me with open arms and her son, David Garcia was cute in a next door boy kind of way.I pretended to be happy, but really I was thinking about Geoff the whole time. I wasn't very good company that night, but no one pointed that out, and for that I was extremely grateful. I would definitely do dinner again with them and I hoped Yvette would invite me again...maybe when I wasn't feeling so down.I thanked Yvette for dinner, said my goodbyes and drove back home. I jumped out of my truck and wiped away my tears. God, I was miserable. It's like someone is piercing a blunt knife through my chest over and over again. As soon as I walked through the front door, Geoff was on me, pinning me to the wall beside the fron
I passed Geoff with pain in my heart to add to the pain in my head. Last night, I just wanted to forget the pain and forget the memory of his words, but in the end, he was the one who ended up taking care of me.I decided to give Geoff one day to apologize. If he didn't, then I had to go. I can't live with this constant ache in my chest.Want me. Love me. Own me.The words sounded pathetic even in my own mind.Marla, the cafè owner gave me a full time job once she knew that I graduated. I thought Geoff could come to my Graduation party, but that card seems to be off the table now.I dressed in a pink polo shirt and jeans when I saw Geoff in my doorway. I opted to ignore him. He looked as drunk as I felt.I put my keys and money in my pocket and stood in front of him. He was still blocking the doorway."Move."
Geoff:Goddammit.She was scrambling in my arms, but I just tightened my hold on her. What the fuck was I thinking?Hate me. Loathe me. Despise me. That stupid fucking monologue got me into this shit. I stared down at her face after slamming the door on the boy's face.Her eyes were bloodshot and her face was wet with tears and snot. She was a beautiful mess. Her lips were also red and swollen. Anger immediately filled me."Did you kiss him?"She blinked at me. "Fuuuckk you. Put me doooown."Yes, I could deal with her anger. I gently put her down and she took a step forward. I immediately caught her as she tripped on her own feet.She slumped to the ground and faced the ceiling, giggling as she tried to make snow angels on the floor.I crouched down beside her.&