Warm water seeps down my back."Stay upright; I can't leave you in the tub again; you'll drown."Warm hands caress my body, guiding the warmth of the water around each curve and fold."Ah..."My head is still swirling, perhaps why when the hands brush against my clitoris, I jerk and then lean into it; it feels so good."Matteo?"I call weakly, and his blurry image comes into view.“You said you wanted a bath, so stay still.”I smile as his voice confirms that it is indeed Matteo."More."His fingers caress my clitoris, pushing the bud roughly until I stand on my tippy toes. My hands find his shoulders as I rock my hips."More..."I groan when he refuses to penetrate me, but instead, something warm chews lightly on my nipple before tugging and letting the flesh rest.My moan grows louder; perhaps the swirling of my mind and the steam around us; it could be anything that makes me feel this sensitive; either way, I will fall apart all too soon.My breath hitches in my throat as white-hot

Trigger Warning: Dubious consentMatteo D’ AmicoHer fingers were white and slightly bruised from holding on to the bat for too long, yet that didn’t seem to matter as her manicured fingers from her free hands held on to the broken windshield wiper.Fearing she might grip onto glass and cut herself, he guided the hand he restrained above her frame and captured the wondering hand.The lean forward made him attentive to her pulse throbbing against his cock; he could feel every twitch of her sex, and more than that, he could smell her sweet white chocolate scent stained in sweat.His breathing was as loud as hers, but beyond that, all he could hear was his heart racing as more blood rushed to his member.Her moan was loud and unrestrained as he rocked against her; his teeth found and sunk into her pale skin until her sex tightened against his cock, chewing his member and bringing him to the brink of an orgasm."Ah...mm."The sound slid from her lips before silence ensued; it was then tha

Roselle is definitely beautiful. Extraordinarily so, what makes it worse is that her image fits our brand of ‘rebirth’ and ‘second chances’, but her rebirth means I'm taking on a risk. After all, she was found with drugs at the age of sixteen at a house party and had since spiralled out of the spotlight.Even now, watching her speak to Seth, my talent agent, as he guides her through various forms and poses in the company studio for the interview, I can't help but feel anxious."I am vouching for them."Blair Danes says with a bright smile as if it changes anything."Do not take this the wrong way, Miss Danes, but your word with millions on the line means nothing to me."I utter honestly, and she pouts."Your brand is rebirth. These girls need one shot. We all get destroyed by life, but it's those who get back up that make it, and I can tell you that these girls are standing back up.""How many companies have shot them down?"At my question, Miss Danes looks away."Fifteen for Emilia a

It confuses me when he says words like ‘anything but’. They make me feel like I am the exception. Like I have a chance with him when, at the end of the day, I am probably just a tool to satisfy his curiosity. "Then promise me that whatever happens between us, you'll protect my mother and sister.” "What?” "You heard me.” I say, refusing to cower when his scowl deepens. "I did, but it sounds as if you are-” "As if I am preparing for the day you 'tire' of me? I am, so promise me and our relationship will be back on track for however long we have left." "You won't leave me." "Promise me, Matteo." I insist, ignoring the desperation in his voice; who knows how many women have fallen for that? "I'll send some people tomorrow." "Thank you, goodnight." His free hand glides to my waist when I try to pull away. The shudders that erupt from my body distract me from his sudden kiss that drowns all my depressive thoughts. His tongue pushes against mine, claiming the space it occupied fo

Everything and nothing at the same time fills my mind as I watch the beautiful woman in front of me with her outstretched hands that I cannot bring myself to shake.Before anything like an apology for not returning her greeting leaves me, a laugh erupts from my throat, a loud and boisterous one that brings tears to my eyes."Olivia?"Blair calls obviously concerned but I can't stop laughing, my hands clutch at my sides for fear that they might rapture.“Olivia, are you okay?”"No... I mean, yes… yes, I'm fine, I'm fine."I break the laugh to clear my throat and wipe the forming tears."Oh...man, it's been a while since I've laughed that well.”Looking at the slight irritation on the woman’s face, perhaps because now she had fully retracted her hand from the greeting, I offer her a smile and place my hand on her shoulder.“Thanks."With that, I pass both her and Blair and enter the bathroom. It is only when I see my reflection in the bathroom mirror that I realise how stupid I look in