This is torture. The control that I hold for 29 years of my life is beginning to waver and crack from the edges. My years with Katarina did not falter my control over anything. I had control over her as well as my demons but since I set my eyes on this fiery and interesting piece of art beside me, my control has been slipping drastically. How does one look seductive and sultry without trying? "I like your family." She suddenly says. We're in the middle of the hallway on the way to her room. She halts in her steps and faces the open entrance of Nikolai's painting room. The moon light shines through the full length rainbow stained window in the room, illuminating the area with a beautiful glow. She slips her hand from mine and sways lightly as she walks into the room. I watch her step into her light. Now, the moonlight is not only illuminating the room but also the beauty that just walked into it. She stands on a spot and looks up at the moonlight through the window. The colors fa
Those words sends me to deepest place in hell and bring me straight to a suite in heaven. With her body still perfectly pressed to mine, I skim her swollen lips with my fingers and slowly draw her lower lip down before I release it, watching the pink nub bobble back to its original position. Her hot breath is heavy on my face and so is mine. I stare intensely at her and she accepts my scrutinizing with a leveled gaze filled with heat."Do you know the weight of your words Davinia?"Her clear eyes don't waver as she continues to gaze at me like a doll. I allow my left hand to go into her material once again and give a slap to her right cheek, loving the feel of it jiggle in my hand and her sudden intake of breath." Is that you want, Davinia?""Yes."This woman never cease to surprise me. Many would stutter and feel ashamed of their sexual quirks but she gives me an answer to hers like it's not a big deal. The way she says it so unfeelingly and emotionlessly almost made me think she wa
(I am so so sorry for the late update. Been dealing with serious writer's block. My mind has been blank for a while now. Please bear with me. Stay safe and Blessed. Thank you ❤️❤️) Cold. So fucking cold. It's never this cold in Rome. I adjust the gold chain around my covered neck. Looking at myself in the mirror, my fingers trail down the cotton material of my black sleeveless turtle neck to the waist of my plain high waisted free suit pants. I pick up the long sleeved bolero short suit of the pants and slid my hands into it, feeling the suede fabric of the outfit. Helena is such an angel sometimes, the material warms me up a little and I'm thankful for it. Do I need to put my hair in a ponytail? I hold it up behind me and stare at it through the mirror. Turning my face to the left and right, I'm unsure of how I should leave it— I share the soft creek of the door and my head whips back in an instant, my hair falling to my shoulder. "The door was left open." A pair of silvery eye
"Poison . Why poison?"Christian's scrutinizing gaze seeps into my very skin. I unfold my legs and lean further in the throne like seat in the room. Gathering my thoughts into place. I stare right back at him and smile. For what reason? I do not know but my lips stretches and I find myself smiling. The men in the room must think I have lost it. "Everything about nature amazes me. The life and the essence, the dead and living. All have their purposes, functions, uses and fate, even after life, they still serve a purpose. I've always been a curious girl and with biology being my favorite subject and my mother, a crazed latina with an Indian grandmother who specializes in herbs, the knowledge of poison and toxins was not far from my reach." leaning back into my chair, my body relaxes and my eyes eyes stare right past Christian to look at the garden out the window.My mind wanders back into past again and this time I welcome it. "A very lethal weapon which most of the time, doesn't dr
Moscow is beautiful.I'm in his car once again with him seating at the other end of the seat and Andrei driving. Thanks to the heat of his car, I'm not as cold as I was earlier. It's probably because we're in a elite residence that the atmosphere looks so clear and peaceful but it is beautiful. He is busy typing on his MacBook keys with fluency. His eyes are clear and set in focus on the screen and his body exude magnificence, he looks serious and fixated on whatever it is he is doing or reading, just so delectable. He almost makes me forget my own work with my laptop.The voices that my brain had tuned out while I was busy staring at Rolan begin to play in my ears through the ear pods. Tiana was to handle the meetings I was to handle before I decided to come to Moscow. She handles them the best, better than me. Unlike me, Tiana has the patience for slow minded pokes and can speak to people in a much satisfying manner. I'm sure my employees prefer to be in her presence than in mine.
My breath shudders at my every step over each step on the mini stair case to the front porch of his home. Andrei opens the ancient looking intricate door. He hasn't said any word since as we walk into the massive living room, deep end ceilings with low, hanging chandeliers. I take a quick look around whilst trying to keep up with his walking pace. The walls and theme of the interior is teal green and on the words are patterned intricate black designs like an atala butterfly. It's beautiful than I thought it would be. Somewhere in the middle while I was busy inspecting his house with curious eyes, Andrie left me alone with this sexually frustrated sadist. We step into an elevator, my heart beats in a fluttery manner. The low vibration of the steel beneath my heels distract my mind from the expectations of what will happen when I get in the room alone with him. Every breath I take fills my lungs with oak tree and citrus with a bit of honey and it adds to the humming in my body. This i
"So fucking wet."So responsive and I fucking love it. The view, the illicit sounds, the way her ass jiggles excitedly when they receive another round of hits. My hand prints imprinted on her tanned skin shouldn't be looking this torturous but it is and it makes me want to keep on going but I don't want to scare her off just yet. She's whimpering and shivering, she's loving it. Loving it too much. Her whole body is red and hot, if the wet patch on her black lace tells me anything, that is how much she's loving this.I trail my left hand over her body, from her waist up the serpentine line of her back to her throat then to grab a full fist of her fiery curls, pulling her head up."This starting to look like a reward, Mika." I growl lowly. She twists her head to the side to look at me. Her lower lip is held captive with her teeth and her eyes are in a daze of lust. A freaking erotic scene that goes all the way to my dick. Then she smirks and whispers," I should have warned you but whe
For the past thirty minutes, Rolan is making me feel all sort of sensations and emotions but right now, here in this moment with me spread eagle on my back and him crawling over to the apex of my thighs where my hole is freaking dripping, I feel so freaking worshiped. The veins on his hand bulge and his muscles flex sinfully as he coils his hands around my thighs and hoist me closer to his face. My head drops from the pillow to the bed, pushing the air from the back of my throat right out of my mouth with an 'oomph' sound. I stare right into his deep cold eyes that stare right back at me. It feels like I'm staring right at the midnight sky and it pulls me but when his eyes suddenly drop back down to my glistening cunt and he makes a sound between a snarl and a hum as he takes the skin of my right inner thigh between his teeth and drags it all the way up to my pubis, I sigh in content like a drug addict who just took a shot of heroine. My whole body writhes on the bed, my hands move