I expected a shocked reaction, I thought she would fight or push me. Maybe then I would have enough excuse to tie her down and make her submit to me physically. But instead, she sighed into my mouth and let me kiss her.
What was this called? Mixed signals. Earlier she had said she didn’t even want me, which I didn’t believe but now It was surprising to feel her soft and pliant beneath my hands.
I parted her lips wider with my tongue and delved in. She tasted of coffee, sugar, and honey. The combination was perfect in her mouth, her scent invaded my nostril, mixed with oxygen, and spread down my body, increasing my need for more, and taking away my will to be gentle.
My fingers went around her neck, angling her head more perfectly to allow me to kiss her better, and play with her tongue as I wanted to. Yet, I still wanted more, because her reaction wasn’t what I wanted. It was nothing compared to her moans last night.
I pulled at her lower lips with my teeth before breaking the kiss. “What’s wrong, Em?” I asked.
“Isn’t this what you wanted?” She asked, “I’m only at your service.” Was her response.
I narrowed my eyes; this wasn’t what I meant. A small smile rose by the side of my lips, did she think she could sit there and take whatever I wanted to do with her body? It was a theory I would love to test.
“What are you doing?” She asked, I was clearing the counter where the drink was arranged, I’d wanted to do this for a while.
“All you have to do is watch,” I replied smugly.
She had not seen me even half naked before… let’s see how she’ll love this body.
Emily King.
I think he had hit his head on something. Or maybe Susan had mixed something in his coffee.
After he kissed me and cleared the counter, I yelped when he lifted me to the counter, but the real surprise came when he began to unbutton his shirt.
Wondering what he was up to, I decided to keep my mouth shut and not embarrass myself.
It might have been better if I spoke because my mouth fell open when his abs were revealed.
I think my mouth started to water when his chest first came into view, or maybe I had started when he removed his suit jacket, and his thin material shirt exposed the shape and size of his arm muscles. Alexandro King was a big man, but I did my best not to look at his build so I wouldn’t be intimidated.
The hair on his chest where as dark as the ones on his hair, they followed each other with very alluring curls that made me want to run my fingers through them.
I was about to shift my gaze away from him, to save myself the embarrassment that would come when he found me ogling at him, but I wasn’t fast enough to miss the first two of those abs. They were perfect and heralding, telling me the beauty of the remaining abs to be revealed.
He pulled the shirt out of his pants where they had been neatly tucked and I finally found grace to look away. From the side of my eyes, I saw him discard the shirt and walk towards me. If I hadn’t been sitting on the counter, I might have run away at this point. Maybe run to the bathroom and lock me in.
He stopped right in front of me. I folded my hands together before I did something stupid, like touch him.
“Touch me.” He commanded.
“I… Why?” I asked, then watched him raise a brow.
“Are you questioning me?” His voice was light and didn’t seem angry, but I raised my hands anyway, I settled the tip of my fingers on his collarbone.
“Have you touched a man before?” He asked, there was something strong in his voice, an emotion I didn’t recognize.
“Does my father count?” I asked, trying to make light of the atmosphere. A serious sexual tension had begun soaring up. I never expected any sexual tension between Alexandro King and me. A part of me decided it was because he hadn’t fucked me, and he would take away this little attention he managed to pay me the moment we had sex. The other part of me hoped we would have something close to being a normal couple. Both parts of me were just my subconsciousness. My brain wanted me to get out of all this while my heart just wanted to hear that my father was awake.
“No. He doesn’t.” He replied, his eyes were on me, he wasn’t batting his lashes, and his dark pupil seemed to be an abyss that was trying to pull me in itself.
I had thought sitting on the counter that brought me slightly higher than his eye level was an advantage, but now I couldn’t bring my eyes low to avoid his eyes.
“No. I have never touched a man.” I muttered, shutting my eyes.
“Open your eyes, Emily, I believe I asked you to touch me.” He murmured, bringing his hands to my chin angling my head and my eyes met his the moment they opened up.
He proceeded to take my hand and put it directly on his breast. His skin burned my palm and I snatched my hands away as soon as he freed them.
“Emily. From next week, I will be taking you around, introducing you to the crowd. Many scenes where I would touch you would play up and you would have to touch me too. Many already think of us to be in love and we would have to play it.” He grabbed my hands and placed it on his chest again. “C’mon.” Then his voice went dangerously low and sexy. “I don’t bite.”
I swallowed as my fingers flattened over his chest again, placing my hands directly over his breast before I began to move lower, slowly.
The contact seemed too much, I avoided his eyes as I trailed over him with the tip of my fingers. I didn’t play with the strands of curly hair on his chest even if I desperately wanted to, instead, I concentrated on running my fingers over his skin without making a fool of myself.
A finger accidentally graced his nipple, and I felt his whole body stiffen in response. My control slipped as my eyes rose to meet his.
Wrong move Emily.
The heat and passion in his eyes engulfed me as soon as my eyes met him. The attraction wasn’t a feeling I was used to. I knew survival, and that was what had helped me with Alexandro King, I tried to adjust to his mood and save myself from punishment. But it was wrong to be attracted to him on many levels.
It would never be over for me if I loved this man, and my life meant nothing to him.
Red lights of alarm rang in my head as I saw the distance between us begin to close. Literarily. My heartbeat accelerated when I realized I was moving closer to him too.
Wrong move Emily.
Our lips met and I sank deeper into the pool of attraction and lust that had pulled me in his eyes. There was no excuse for this because my eyes were opened, I was staring into his eyes as he softly tugged at my lips.I had to not be in my right senses because I did just the same, pulling at his lips and parting my lips open so he could invade it with his tongue and when he did, I invaded his tongue with mine. What I didn’t know, was that I was permitting him to take this a step further, but when Alexandro King was given a mile, he took ten. Let’s just he took it several steps further.I felt all gentleness in him give way when the muscles under my hand ticked and his movement became aggressive.The pressure of his lips became harder, and his urgency crossed the line. I gasped for breath when his lips left mine, but he gave me only a second before he crushed his lips against mine from another angle. I could only moan into his mouth when his tongue snaked through my lips and slid acros
There was this feeling that always come with doing the wrong things, guilt, and shame. Guilt is strongest when you’re not caught, shame wields most power when you’re caught.Today, I thought guilt would eat me up and I had lost any form of shame when I willingly put my body under Alexandro’s hands.His words were a wake-up call to me, I held my head high and worked my clothes back on, but I was still in disarray when Chloe walked in.Maybe is should have simply been grateful that she hadn’t come in when I was writhing under Alexandro’s touch, but that didn’t make me feel better. Surprise was evident in her eyes making shame raise its evil head inside of me.My head remained low in shame as Alexandro worked his shirt back on. Chloe turned her back to us and kept her head low. I found no grace to lift my head either.“Emily.” He called my name when his clothes were finally in place, I forced my head up to meet his eyes and saw the triumph in them.“Maybe we need to work on the after. Yo
How? What? When?Okay, maybe I knew when. I knew because I had listened to it myself earlier. I had watched Alexandro’s recording of me. It had been on my phone, and I remembered watching it before I deleted it. I even cleared it off my backup files to make sure it was totally out of my phone.Who would have done this? It couldn’t be Alexandro, could it?He wouldn’t do this to me, and then put it in my face, besides, I was sure it wasn’t here before I left the room. It either came there while we were shopping or while the delivery guys did their job.Whatever was in the envelope scared me. It’s scared me very badly. What if it was a nude picture of me? Was it possible this room was bugged?My heart banged in my chest, fear filled my bones and my hands trembled as I reached to pick the envelope. Whatever was inside was flat and thick, like a picture card. It was sealed.With trembling hands, I opened it, breaking the seal and holding my breath. I unsteadily pulled the sheet out of the
It turned out that Alexandro King had a lot of things I didn’t know about, I also had a lot of things I didn’t know about too. Like an international passport.But I was traveling in a plane with only four other people, Alexandro, two pilots and one attendant.I had a feeling Alexandro had fucked her before because she kept giving him a sexy look, opened two extra buttons that revealed her cleavage, and kept trying to jiggle her breast in my front.I didn’t care, except that I thought it was absolute disrespect to try to seduce a man in front of his wife.Call me crazy, but when she turned to enter a door, I didn’t have an idea where it led, I stood up and followed her.Her face fell as soon as she looked back and saw me, but I gave her a death glare that had her moving forward.Her legs shook as she pushed her tiny silhouette heels forward, I had to admit she had a nice ass. What was Alexandro’s taste exactly, Lauren had very crazy huge boobs, this one’s boobs looked nice, but I could
No one was on the other side waiting for us, but Alexandro insisted we held hands out the plain. Stella and someone who I didn’t see on the plane helped us pack our bags out while Alexandro and I drove in a separate car to our destination.Because it would be rude to be sitting beside him with my ear pods in my ears, I removed them and kept them in their case. My ears were hurting a little too, it wasn’t so easy to keep them in your ears for hours.I had carried this funny cap along that shielded my face from the sun but just held it in my hand and didn’t wear it, until I was ordered to.“Wear it.” My head snapped in his direction to see what he was talking about; my mind wasn’t there. It was far away, wondering how we would pull this off and make everyone believe that we were a real couple. Looking back, I realize I had underestimated Alexandro King’s acting skills.He signaled to the cap in my hands with his eyes, “Oh.” It was at the tip of my tongue to ask why, but I swallowed it p
I couldn’t tell when the shift happened. Where Alexandro’s actions moved from ‘just for show’ to being intentional.My heart skipped a beat at his words. The memory of his head between my legs sent a shiver through me and I couldn’t help getting turned on at his words.My hands were still wrapped around his neck when the suite door opened, and we walked in. Paris had to be magical, we seemed to be moving from one world to another, one dreamland to another. A place of imagination because this couldn’t be real.This place had to be special.It was in my head that we were just going to another hotel, and when I saw that it was just one of Alexandro King’s hotels, assumed the interior would be the same or similar to the one we were coming from. Only for the sight before my eyes to remind me that this was Paris.It had a beautiful view. The first thing that caught my eye was the beach. People were jumping and playing, looking happy, and kids running around in shirts, the women wore almost
ALEXANDRO KINGI felt it the moment she broke out of her lust haze. What I didn’t know was why. Everything had been going smoothly. She wanted me from the moment my lips touched hers, I had thought this would be it.I had no intentions of having her today, maybe I was sure she’d be under me before we left for home, but today had been unexpected.It had seemed like she set out to seduce me. The first was with the dress, it was soft and light, like another skin, and it made me want to touch her.Then her little drama with Stella, she didn’t know I knew about it, but I liked to have my eyes everywhere. I couldn’t believe she could be successfully intimidating. It was a beautiful sight. Stella and I had never had sex, and I didn’t go around fucking my staff, but there was a time I spent hours traveling and, on the plane, and we had come a bit close. I wasn’t stupid enough to repeat one mistake twice. I still had Alisha on my neck, and I didn’t have any idea of how to unhook her from my sk
EMILY KINGHe couldn’t go slow.I didn’t want him to. I was scared, I wanted to get over with this. I needed to cloud my mind and this was the most potent way. I loved the feeling of his body under my hands, how his muscles jumped at my touch, I only melted like butter under his.He took that thrill away by handing my hands up, I needed a form of contact, I needed to touch him one way, I leaned in and caught his lips again.He groaned into my mouth; I loved it. I didn’t have much experience in kissing but I kissed him the way he kissed me. Open-mouthed, consuming, devouring. It was way better this way, I felt more. I sucked at his lips, enjoying how it felt inside my mouth, it was smooth to lick, and it gave me a wonderful thrill.He snapped away before I could do it again, I scrolled at him. He wasn’t touching me and he wouldn’t let me touch him. I didn’t know where he found it, but he brought up a rope and swirled it around my hand, restraining me from touching him, it was tight eno