He gently laid her back on the bed before following her down. He used one long finger to move a section of her hair away from one of her puffy nipples. He wanted to see every erotic inch of her flesh now that he finally had her under his roof. Her breasts jiggled deliciously as she struggled to bring her breathing back under control. He traced his fingers across her damp skin, caressing the beautiful curves and drawing shivers from her.After a few moments, reality began to set in and the sparkle in her eyes dimmed, leaving behind embarrassment and uncertainty. Rather than let her worry, Jay stood and pulled her off the bed. Ignoring her shocked gasp, he lifted her into his arms and strode into the ensuite. She hastily grabbed his shoulders so she wouldn't fall."Jay, I'm too heavy!" she protested."Shut up," he said quietly, setting her on her feet in front of the stone tile shower stall. He turned the taps until the water was warm enough and then pushed her gently into the shower,
Allie woke to the warmth of sunlight caressing her skin through the open balcony doors and the smell of coffee. She stretched, enjoying the feel of her limbs sliding against sheets with a much higher thread count than she was used to. Though the things Jay surrounded himself with were sparse, he definitely liked for those things to be luxurious. Allie blushed as sore muscles protested her movements.She opened her eyes and glanced around in search of the source of the delicious coffee scent. Spotting it on the nearby dresser, she clutched a blanket around her breasts and rolled off the bed, reaching for the cup. It was sweetened with hazelnut flavoured cream, just the way she liked it. She glanced around, knowing Jay would have left it for her and wouldn't be far. She took a hasty sip, then set it back down so she could wrap her makeshift sarong around herself more firmly. Picking her precious coffee up in one hand and the tail of her blanket in the other, she made her way outside. Co
Allie jumped and turned to look at him. He stood with his arms crossed, watching her with amusement. She dropped her hands where they had been fussing. Jay held his hand out to her. Allie looked down at his long fingers for a moment and considered not taking his invitation. She knew what it meant. It was time for them to talk about their altered relationship.With a shaking hand Allie placed her palm in his. He wrapped his fingers around hers and tugged her gently out of the washroom, through the bedroom, toward the dining room. He quickly seated her where he placed another cup of coffee in front of her and a bowl of cereal. Allie blinked down at her cereal for a second, then looked up at Jay with a laugh. "Fruit Loops?""I don't cook," he said gruffly, sitting down next to her with his own cup of black coffee and nothing else."I remember," she said fondly, picking up the spoon. She took a few polite bites and then finally dropped the spoon with a laugh and pushed the bowl away.
"Is this supposed to be my life now?" she asked angrily, rolling up onto her knees on the bed. "I don't have choices any more? You just make them for me… and what? I'm just expected to play along and be happy?"Jay looked down at her, unreadable eyes taking in her curves as she raged at him from the bed. "We had this conversation," he said in a quiet but firm voice."I wasn't done talking," she shot back, sliding off the other side of the bed so she wouldn't feel so vulnerable. She shivered under the intense stare he gave her. "I'm not your plaything. You don't just get to decide how to run my life from now on. I'm a grown woman, Jay Le Croix!"Jay cracked his knuckles, an old habit that showed when he was frustrated, then said softly, "I'm sorry that you're upset by the way I've handled this. I've made mistakes over the years and letting you go was one of my biggest regrets. But once you were gone living your own life, away from my shit, it was too late to bring you home again. Now
Jay leaned back in his chair and touched the snifter of brandy to his lips, taking a slow sip. He had work to do, calls to make, even at… he glanced down at his phone… 10:23pm. He'd spent the afternoon in his spacious office conducting long distance meetings. His evening had been spent down at the vineyard offices meeting with the estate manager. The vineyard itself was marginally profitable and run entirely by the manager with Jay handling only minor details. Jay used the vineyard to clean up several sources of income. Sources that would soon become legitimate. Now that Allie was in his life he was less willing to associate with his dirtier business dealings. There would be fewer profits, but he was already an extremely wealthy man several times over. Their future was secure.His thoughts inevitably drifted to the woman slumbering peacefully in one of his guest rooms. After her storm of tears had passed that morning she had exchanged her moccasins for running shoes, thrown open the p
She cried out when he plunged his fingers deep into her pussy pressing them against the front wall. Without thinking, she rocked her hips back, seeking the mindless pleasure he was forcing on her. She whimpered as he rubbed his long fingers against her g-spot, sending sparks of intense pleasure through every nerve ending in her body. "Your body is telling me something else," he whispered silkily from behind her, one hand gripping her waist in a tight hold while she desperately clutched the pillows in front of her."You… you misogynistic asshole! Just because my body is confused doesn't mean my brain doesn't hate you!" she gasped, rocking her hips back one more time before groaning in despair and trying to crawl away from the sweet agony he was forcing on her."I think you've had too many women's classes, love," he growled at her and reached out for her pyjama pants, tearing the legs into strips. He took her arms, forced them behind her back and tied them tightly at the wrists. Al
Allie's heart beat faster in anticipation as she caught her first fleeting glimpse of the city she'd known and loved as a child. There were things about it that weren't good and memories that she hated, but it defined her as much as the man that sat patiently beside her watching every emotion cross her expressive features. As they cleared the mountains and drove closer toward the ocean, she turned excitedly toward Jay and asked if she could open the window."Of course," he said indulgently, leaning his head against the leather seat and watching her with a look that could only be described as satisfaction.Allie turned her back on him, not wanting to understand what that look meant. She opened the window partway and breathed, taking the scent of the ocean deep into her lungs and savouring it. She hadn't been to the coast since her mother moved to Kelowna seven years ago. Though she longed for the ocean, like a tiny missing piece of her soul, it made more sense to visit her mother in t
Allie shuddered and wrapped her arms around herself. She wondered desperately where her mother was and what she was doing. A wave of longing assailed her. Just as Allie knew her mom was tucked away somewhere, she knew without a doubt that she was safe. Jay would ensure it. He would never let anything bad happen to Allie or Veronica. Or at least he would do everything in his power to ensure nothing ever happened to either of them. The mother made it easier than the daughter. Though both women tended toward kind-heartedness, Veronica was more willing to go with the flow and accept a situation as it was. As evidenced by her marriage to a wonderful, kind man that was not only approved by Jay, but Allie suspected carefully vetted and selected by him as well. Allie was much more of a trial to Jay's protective tendencies. She tended to question the world around her and rebel against authority.She shivered and stiffened as Jay came up behind her, moving quietly. He didn't touch her. Perhap