All Chapters of TRUST ME: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Sandra turned a deep shade of scarlet as they sat on the bed later that night, reviewing the tape he had made of them. After making love, she fell asleep in a state of exhaustion, leaving him to edit the homemade movie on his computer. She had to admit, it was near professional quality. He had a talent with cameras. He held her in his arms as they watched the movie on the flat screen television in the windowless bedroom. She agreed to have their lovemaking taped, but more out of curiosity than anything else, but she had to admit, watching it now was rather erotic. She was beginning to get excited again and he knew it. Creighton gauged her reaction to what she was watching and knew he would have her agreeing to more illicit videos as time went by. She sat close to his side, her hand on his chest as they watched themselves on the screen. He had taken the camera in for several close-ups of her incredible body and he watched her expression closely to judge her feedback on what they were

The house was immaculate, completely refurbished from top to bottom with the most exquisite details. The crown molding that decorated each room was very ornate in design and varnished to bring out the rich dark wood. The stairs were wide and new, and the house smelled of fresh paint and varnish. It was better than any of the drawings she had seen when Maxine sent the final plans for their approval.Just like his parents’ house, the sitting room was off the main entrance with a large fireplace and windows that looked out onto the world. They walked through the room and sat on the sofa that faced the fireplace, holding hands and smiling as they looked at the familiar decorations they had purchased in France. Above the wooden mantle was a large portrait of the two of them on their wedding day, standing on the steps of the church. The same one that was on her new iPad.“I figured we may as well start our own family portraits,” he said with a smile when he noticed where her attention was.

“I’ll be home the rest of the week if you want to do anything,” Sabrina told Sandra. “Maybe we can go to London and leave the old man behind, just a girl’s day out.”“We’ll see,” she answered gently. She didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but she really hated to be away from Creighton any longer than she had to be, and shopping was not her favorite pastime. “I have a lot of unpacking to do and your brother has been teaching me how to be an eco-crazed executive.”The room erupted in laughter and just like that, the comfortable feeling of home was back. Harvey and Parker shook Creighton’s hand and smiled, nodding to Sandra as they left and returned to the flat above the garage. The children all rushed inside to hug their uncle and new aunt before being ushered back to their own home, with the threat of baths and bed.Sandra stood in Creighton’s embrace as they waved goodbye from the front porch, her back against his torso, his arms around her waist. The sun had set, and the moon was full

“The gift of total acceptance of my perverted side. You did what I wanted, without my having to ask, and I loved every breathless second of it. Though you took me off guard. Next time, we’ll have to spend more time playing and less time shagging.”“I really think I’m turning into Hyde,” she smiled with a soft blush. “I seem to have all these strange ideas and weird emotions taking control of me. Do you think there’s something wrong with the baby? I mean, is this going to make him a sex-crazed lunatic?”“I highly doubt it,” he laughed. “I happen to know - without going into detail - that my own parents were rougher than we are when Mum was pregnant with Sabrina.”“How would you know?” she frowned.“I was only eight, but I remember vividly walking in on them in the barn. Let me tell you this, perversion runs in our family, but I have yet to know or suspect anything of the sort with my sisters.”“That’s very disturbing, thank you. I’m not sure if I can ever look at your parents in the sa

“No,” she objected sternly. “First, we have to get this little friend of ours a bed and some food, maybe a toy or two and definitely a leash. Then you may stalk me to your heart’s content.”“Deal,” he said with a wide smile. “But remember, you agreed to it.”Sandra couldn’t hold back the laugh, or the blush, as she thought about the many ways they could have fun with his little device. It was just another way to play with the man she loved.The following day, Creighton found Sandra in the bedroom folding laundry and smiled as he leaned against the door frame leading to the bathroom, watching. It was a common act, but to see her performing it was rather touching. She had settled into the house and a routine that suited her much quicker than he would have anticipated.On her wrist was the watch she had been wearing nonstop since yesterday and his smile increased. After getting Max settled in, they spent most of the afternoon playing. She would hide and he would find her, perform some un