All Chapters of Grooming Our Love: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

MICHAELAt seven in the evening, the rain was still pouring hard."I was wondering about the noise I heard from your room," Cole tried to sound innocent but failed. "It had me worried. I thought you guys were being stabbed. I guess it was just Tasha, who got stabbed a thousand times by you."When I glanced at him, Cole was struggling to suppress a grin while sitting on the couch with a beer in his hand."Yeah, I heard it too," Enzo chimed in, dropping himself onto a single-seater couch and stealing a bag of chips from Aaron, who was engrossed in his phone."Jealous?" I teased them, knowing that they hadn't been getting laid lately.Our family had been in isolation for years, and the freedom of these men had been severely restricted; in all aspects, sex was their least priority.Companies were receiving threats, and even the board members were on the verge of terminating their contracts with our family. The only thing keeping them involved with us was the steady sales and profits, whic

MICHAELI heard Aaron snickering from behind me, and I'm fighting the urge not to punch him in the face."Keep making that noise, and you'll find yourself with a bruised face," I threatened him, but the motherfucker only laughed louder."Jealousy should be kept in check, Mr. Michael Montero, and certainly not lead you to dig for information about the poor young guy just because he was nice to your wife.""You'll understand my feelings once you're committed to someone, and when that happens and you do something more stupid than I have, I'm going to laugh at you just like you're doing right now.""Bet on it," he sneered."Aaron, honey," my mom approached, wearing an apron and holding a spatula. "Are you sure you won't stay?""He's actually leaving right now," I answered for him, earning a snort from him."As much as I like to speak for myself, your overly-sensitive son is right, Auntie Thalia, because I've got things to do." He patted my back twice. "Since I'm here, I'm going to check o

MICHAELShe took over, just as she promised, and she did all the work.I threw my head back as her lips wrapped around my cock, sending sparks of electricity throughout my body.With my eyes closed, I felt her expertly play with me using her mouth and hands.She couldn't take me entirely, but with the aid of her hands, it felt as though she did.I abruptly yanked her hair when she took me in, sipping it, tight and perfect.Natasha moaned, causing a vibration that teased my climax, making me groan and open my eyes to look at her."Fucj..." I breathed, she lifted her head slightly and seduced me with her drowsy eyes. "That's fucking good.""Hm-mm?" She hummed.We had to be very quiet, and I hated that. I wanted us to be as loud as we wished and as wild as we could get, but damn it! We couldn't.I want to wreck her hard from behind, send her to ecstasy while screaming my name. I wanted to pump her pussy and make her come on me. I wanted to pound her hard until she was exhausted and could

MICHAEL"Sir, I'm going to ask you once again. Are you certain about your plan? Because once we finalize everything, there's no turning back," Jack asked, respectfully expressing his caution with the choices I had laid out.From London to Hampton, these guys had left their hometown to work on this case with me, all except for Woody, who stayed behind to keep an eye and ear on the hideouts and the news surrounding Elena.Sitting in the backyard with a bottle of beer in my hand, I reflected on the plan I had proposed to them and nodded.What's a plan without some risk?"Yes, that's my final decision.""If you ask me, I'd agree with this," Detective Han stated, sitting by the recliner with his laptop on his lap, attentively listening to the conversation. "We can wire you, tag you, and have a team on standby in case things go south.""Alright, the question is, how are we going to locate this Frederick Solon? He never stays in one place," Jack asked, pointing his forefinger at a printed ph

NATASHAThree days... Three days passed since Michael left, and I hadn't heard a word from him since.Not a phone call, not a voicemail, just a single message he left an hour after stepping out of the door.My heart pounded loudly as my mind entertained a multitude of possibilities about what could have happened to him.I could hardly eat or sleep."Hey, Nat," Laura's voice snapped me out of my thoughts.She held a cake box in her hands while Richie followed behind her, carrying Nathaniel in his arms.After giving me a peck on both cheeks, I returned their greeting."How was the drive?" I asked, attempting to sound cheerful."Don't ask," Laura scoffed. "That guy was so frustrating! Can you believe he didn't bring any diapers for Nathan? We had to ask one of the security guards to buy a pack from the drugstore. It was so embarrassing.""Do you know how many bags you brought?" Richie retorted, making a face at her. "We were only visiting for a couple of days, and you packed like you wer