All Chapters of TRUST ME: Chapter 331 - Chapter 340

Creighton sighed as he unfastened her wrists and rolled her over, lying down next to her. Without instructing her, she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips with her legs. The hard shaft of his penis pulsated against her moist body as she wrapped her fingers around it and pressed it against the opening of her vagina. One push and he was sheathed inside her, heat surrounding him like a glove.Creighton knew he couldn’t keep tormenting her beautiful body without causing himself pain, but it was a game he had enjoyed playing and mentally promised himself he would do again.As the walls of her vagina tightened around him, he knew it was only moments before she came, and he wanted to make it a good one for her. He pulled her down across him and covered her mouth with his, as his fingers found the end of the string holding the beads in place. Slowly, he removed the first two beads, feeling her muscles tighten with each one. Then as her body began to convulse with her impending release

“Where do we go from here?” Sabrina asked a short while later as she lay curled next to him in the bed. Olivia sat at the foot of the mattress watching Sesame Street, repeating the words and letters the small little puppets were telling her about.“I think we should give Irena her time in the spotlight,” he answered, caressing her bare hip beneath the blankets. “I would like to be married by the end of summer. We can do it between your winter and spring designs if you’d like. If you are pregnant, or if you become pregnant, you should deliver shortly after the premier of next year’s summer designs. After that, I’d like to do things right and spend a few weeks getting our family acquainted.”“It sounds like you’ve planned this all out,” she teased him.“I have,” he answered honestly. “I never intended for us to spend the night together when we took The Tornado out, but I did a bit of calculating and it should work out perfectly.”A loud knock sounded at the door startling them out of th

Giovanni watched as they walked into the bathroom, smiling as Sabrina held down a full conversation with the little girl discussing princesses and fairies like a pro.The water to the tub began to run as he kicked off his shoes, getting comfortable in his new surroundings. Once they arrived back at the flat in Versailles, he gathered together their belongings and moved in with Sabrina while the flat below her was being remodeled. Anna was still with Aryana, helping with her three children while Daniel was out of town, which gave Sabrina a chance to get to know the child who would soon be her daughter.He smiled as Olivia began giggling. The sound of water splashing out of the tub and Sabrina’s laughter echoed through the rooms. He had bathed his daughter often enough to know exactly what she was doing, and how difficult it was to hold her still long enough to wash her little body. He chuckled as he started to review the papers, thinking about the mess that would need to be cleaned up

Giovanni sat at a table under the canvas covering of the patio, waiting as patiently as possible for his guest to arrive. He watched the faces of every woman who passed on the street beside him, ignoring the flirtatious smiles he received from those who caught his eye.He could not remember a time when he was more nervous. He was certain this Rosetta was the same as the one who gave birth to Olivia. Was it possible she plotted to take his money at a point in his life when he was incapacitated and unable to think clearly? Yes, she was a very beautiful woman with dark hair and hazel eyes, a body to stun most men into submission, but once you got past the exterior shell, she had nothing to offer another living creature. She was mean-spirited, bitter and demanding. She had no compassion, no love, and no conscience. Her acts were based solely on her own desires.Checking his watch for the third time in five minutes, he looked up as a very attractive blonde-haired woman walked onto the pati

Sabrina paced her office silently. Marie and Babette were busy working in the next room, assembling the stacks of fabric and the mannequins that displayed the many designs she had spent weeks working on. The delivery truck would be there any time to pick up the dresses, and they had to be checked for any loose seams or minor alterations before being taken to the studio where they would be photographed for the upcoming event’s brochures.Her nerves had been on edge all day. Between the show next week, and Giovanni’s meeting with his former lover, she was certain she would go mad by the end of the day. She wanted the best for Silvano’s son, but she was afraid of what Giovanni would do when he confronted the woman who abandoned him and Olivia.“Hey, got a minute?” Marie asked stepping in the door. “The truck is here. Did you want to supervise the move?”“Yes, I do, thank you.” “May I ask you a question? I mean, you haven’t really said a lot since coming back from your brother’s party. I