I know what I wanted but I wasn't sure how to say it with him standing right in front me. This was completely out of my comfort zone and I was questioning my sanity. I couldn’t be vocal about what it was that I wanted from him because I feared saying it out loud would only condemn me. Wasn’t it enough that I was standing here, willing and naked? His cologne was killing me and I could just smell the cigarettes off of him in waves. I loved the combination of cologne and cigarettes, I've always loved it, "I want..." I trailed off nervous as the confidence that I had before dwindled down.
"Let me make this easier for you," he breathed in, placing his face in between my neck as he inhaled, "what do you want me to do, Zara?" he practically moaned out to me and I closed my eyes, biting my lip.
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I kept looking over my shoulder as I gripped my coat tighter around me and banged my hand on my best friend's door, not caring that it was late at night and she was probably fast asleep. I'm surprised none of her neighbour's have come screaming out of their apartments, cussing me out for such noise, but I needed to talk to her."I'm coming! I'm coming!" I heard her yell in frustration before I heard her turn the locks and the door opened. I just barged in, pushing her as I stumbled into her apartment, "Zara! Are you ok?" she asked me in a rush as she stepped outside of her apartment and looked around before she came in and closed and locked the door behind her.She turned to look at me and I was shivering, not from the cold but from guilt and regret, "I did it," I said to her, trying to keep the bile from rising in my throat but I couldn't."What
I felt guilty. I hated every part of me because I was unable, even after all of this time, to forget about the feel of Elijah's foreign hands on my body. I could still feel every caress and I could still feel the warmth of his body against mine. I had given my virginity to Junior on our prom night and ever since then I swore that my body only belonged to him and nobody else. It was only him that I trusted because he treated my body with gentleness and tenderness that no man should possess.Let's not get this twisted, Junior is the perfect lover. He's willing to experiment and try different things and it's always him pushing the boundaries and making me try new things. I love how he takes the time to teach me the secrets of my own body and makes me realize the power that I truly hold over him.I could never complain about Junior.The problem was m
"Whose car is that?" Jared asked me as he pulled into the driveway of my 2 bedroom 2 bathroom home. I was talking to Kelly, and we had just dropped off my parents at their house. Jared was dropping me off at my house and then would drop off Kelly last because she lived closer to where he lived. I turned away from Kelly and looked into my driveway to see the unmistakable Cadillac Escalade that Elijah travels to work with. My breath caught in my throat and my heart began to pound against my chest, "uh, that's my boss's car," I answered slowly as I turned to look back at Jared and Kelly who had on a huge smile while Jared looked unbothered by it."Alright then, see you on the weekend. We really have to find a dress, Zara," Jared told me as he leaned in and planted a kiss on my cheek and I waved goodbye to Kelly.I was trying to appear calm and collected as I gathered my handbag in the crook of my arm and made my way out of the car. I adju
I was a nervous wreck returning to the office today. I covered up as much of my body as I could because I didn't want him seeing any part of me, or touching any part of me because it was clear that I was powerless against him. I was standing outside his office door and pushing myself to appear only professional. I straightened up and let out an uncomfortable breath because the high turtle neck I was wearing felt claustrophobic. I was wearing a black loose fitting pantsuit with a beige long sleeve, all covering turtle neck.I held his cup of tea and scones in my hands before I knocked on the door lightly to indicate my entry. I opened the door and stepped into his office, deciding to leave the door open so that I could make my quick escape."Good morning, Mr Miller," I said as professionally as I could as I walked to his desk and set down the tea, avoiding eye contact or looking anywhere near him, "let me get back to work and-"
I couldn't meet Junior's eyes as I sat across him on his silver blue velvet couch that we spent all of our free moments on. My legs were tucked beneath my body weight and I was as nervous as I've ever been in my life. I was scared that if I looked into his eyes, he would see that I was a whore and call me out on it and I would lose the love of my life.I was mad at myself. I used to take such pride in myself and valued the fact that I had only ever been with one man. A man that loved me wholeheartedly and treated me like a queen. Yet here I am, opening my legs for another man behind his back. I know if Junior were to ever find out, he wouldn't stay. He would leave me and I would be devasted.Then why the hell am I not stopping?!Why the hell am I giving Elijah such power and control over me? Why am I not putting up a big enough fight? He's only g
I got home a few hours after hanging out with Junior. I locked the door behind me and switched on the lights in my home because I hated the dark. I walked up the stairs to my bedroom, dragging my feet because I was feeling exhausted. It was Friday night, and I wanted to rest before tomorrow morning because Jared had promised to take me wedding dress shopping and I had to find a dress.I walked into my bedroom and stilled when I saw a big black box tied with a red ribbon placed in the middle of my bed. I furrowed my eyebrows, certain that I didn't leave any box on my bed. Somebody had to have been inside my house. I walked to the box and found a red coloured note tied to the ribbon.Put these on, I'll pick you up at 21:30I knew who this was from and I frowned, crushing the red note as I removed the ribbon from the box and opened the box.
The limo came to a stop and I almost groaned in distaste, I was hoping Elijah and I could shed what clothing we had on. The hungry look that he was giving me was causing the back of my neck hairs to rise and my clit to throb. I was anticipating whatever he was going to do to me. "I don't want people seeing me dressed like this," I placed my hand on his leg, stopping him from moving. I was dressed like a sex object and I would hate to step outside dressed like this.He looked me up and down, "there's nothing wrong with what you're wearing. You need to be confident in yourself. Besides, it's almost like a club so everyone here is dressed in way less." At that, he took my hand in his as the doors opened and we both stepped out. When we did, he pulled me to him and I shivered from the cold air as we walked to the entrance that seemed empty with only one bouncer guarding it.I avoided the bouncer's eyes, my gaze on the floor as I stuck to E
I frowned at the sound of my ring tone for what sounded like the 20th time and I groaned, gripping at everything with my closed eyes before I found the phone and immediately put it to my ear, "hello," I mumbled with a thick, sleepy and irritated voice."Hello? Zara, where the hell are you? I've been knocking at your door for the past hour and a half and I know you're not at Junior's because I just called him and he told me that you're not there. Did you forget that we have to go wedding dress shopping? Where are you?" I immediately sat up awake at the chilling sentence as my eyes widened to the size of saucers and I looked down at the body lying next to me.Elijah's brown hair was a mess, mostly because I had my fingers buried deep into those roots throughout last night, early this morning and during my sleep. His leg was thrown over my waist and I could feel his limp dick on my thigh and I fought to not get turned on by that.&