"Why don't you put these gorgeous lips to better use?" Kevin rasped, his voice deep and alluring as he hungrily stared at her full lips, imagining how they would feel around his length. Flames of desire began to rise within him, swiftly changing his fury into a profound need for her touch and warmth. And this wasn't the first time. Kevin recalled his ardent longing for her delicate lips kissing him and wrapped around him yet he never voiced his desire. She seemed unwilling to go to that level of intimacy and he never pushed her. Despite their countless sessions, there were still many things he hadn't tried with her—oral and French kiss topping the list. For a moment or two, Emma was unable to comprehend the words he had uttered so boldly. But then, seeing him perched on the bed, his legs spread out and his eyes focused on her lips, it dawned on her what he was asking for. A blowjob. Her cheeks turned a feverish red in shame and heat flooded her core for she had never encount
Emma's gaze drifted to the clock as it ticked past midnight. The sound of breaking things that had been echoing through the room previously had stopped now. Perhaps his anger had been spent or maybe there was nothing left to break. With a renewed sense of hope, she gave the door a gentle knock in hopes that he would take her back now. But still, there was no response.Worried and unsure of what to do next, Emma stood in front of the huge glass window which offered a stunning view of the ocean. What a gorgeous place it was! To one side of the tiny mansion was a deep, lush forest, and to the other side a picturesque beach. She couldn't believe such beauty existed in this world—the house was a perfect escape from the worries of life. Emma slowly walked forward, captivated by the majestic beauty of the rolling waves crashing against the shore, their sound reverberating in the air. It was calming. She removed her heels and indulged in the sensation of the sand crunching wonderfully b
"Will you forgive someone who has wronged you terribly?"Kevin watched her intently, seeing her body tense up and her eyes darting nervously to him. His heart was beating like a drum in his ear as he waited for her response. But instead of an answer, she dodged his question yet again. "It's getting cold. Let's head back." Kevin shook his head in defeat, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips.She always does this. Getting up from the sand, the two head back inside. The moment Emma stepped into the room, she paused, shock evident on her face. Glass shards lay scattered across the floor, the bed was disheveled, and his bottle sat in the center, empty. "I'll call them," Kevin said and took out his phone, but Emma stopped him saying it was too late to disturb them. He beamed, she never failed to amaze him. Kevin watched as Emma quickly arranged the bed, though he wasn't really sure why, he helped her a bit, surprised at how he was doing something that might actually be conside
The white curtains fluttered gracefully with the breeze, letting in the dazzling sunshine which danced off the blue-green water of the ocean, creating sparkles on the beige walls of the room. It was truly a sight to behold.Kevin stood by the window, his gaze transfixed on the glittering ocean, its azure waves rolling towards the shore and falling back into the sea with a soft hiss while he engaged in a serious business call. "So, what's the schedule?" he inquired, letting the soothing sound of the waves take over him."Her aunt?" His thick eyebrows shot up above his gray eyes as he showed a little annoyance before continuing. “Alright, I'll look into it. No matter the cost, I want that estate," the man continued, his voice unwavering and authoritative. "Get the jet ready. We're leaving for Paris in a couple of hours. Have all the paperwork done by the time I get there," With a decisive nod, he hung up the phone and allowed his gaze to linger on the girl, who still lay peacefully bene
The car stopped in front of the small house. Emma unfastened her seatbelt and looked at Kevin.“I’m waiting here,” He said and answered his incoming call.She frowned. Why? When he could just send the driver. Also, he shouldn't be driving with his injured hand. Emma, however, didn't say anything and chose to leave as he was on a call but before she could get out of the car she heard him say, Amanda. She looked back at him, eyes widened in fear.Kevin was clenching his jaws as John updated him on the individual responsible for disclosing his personal information. Emma's face went pale and he saw that. She anticipated Kevin's wrath and that he would most likely punish the old woman. Emma turned to him, wanting to speak up, but Kevin spoke first. "I won't hurt her if you behave and don't hide anything from me." He didn't like how she had lied to him. Kevin felt his heart swell with rage. He truly despised others meddling in his matters but his patience was tested further when he saw
The sun shone fiercely on the extravagantly luxurious golf course. Its grounds were flawlessly trimmed, the grass a deep emerald green, and towering oaks and maples lined the course, offering sporadic bursts of shade. Kevin stepped out onto the course with an air of confidence, while Emma stayed off to the side, arms folded and eyes narrowed as she studied his every move. He was wearing a sleek black polo shirt that clung to his muscled torso, and gray pants that fit his strong thighs perfectly. He looked stunning with his clubs in hand and gaze focused, determined, and intense as he took his stance. Soon enough his hands flew gracefully coaxing the ball up into the air and watching with satisfaction as it soared off in a perfect arc to land on the fairway. Emma blinked in bewilderment, stunned by his perfect shots, and quietly admired his skills.He was good at everything. Every damn thing. Be it reading people accurately, speaking fluent French, charming women effortlessly with
Kevin glanced in Emma's direction again, wanting to carry on with this blonde girl just to see if it affected his wife in any way but saw her looking away, seemingly unbothered. She didn’t look jealous at all. Or perhaps she's too good at hiding it.A subtle smile crossed his lips as he briefly considered the thought but eventually declined it. Then with a proud, content smile he whispered, "No, I would much rather have my wife accompany me," he said, throwing a fond glance at Emma. No one could compete with the warmth and comfort she gave him. She felt like home. Walking over to her, Kevin encircled his muscular arm around her tiny waist and locked his gaze with hers for some intense seconds as if confirming something and then smiled again. Wider this time. She looked more serious than usual. Though her face was expressionless, jealousy shone in her eyes as she looked at the girls who had been flirting with him earlier.Meanwhile, the two women stared at her a little shocked and emb
It was impossible for him to not notice for she had been in his arms countless nights and strangely enough his fervor for her never wavered. "Try these on!" Fighting a battle of anxiousness and uncertainty, Emma stepped into the changing room, knowing she had no other choice except to try on the dresses he had picked out. She reluctantly peeled off her clothes and slipped into the red dress first having a faint feeling that it wouldn't fit but she was pleasantly surprised when it did. Rather perfectly! Emma walked out of the changing room and found the lady standing near the huge mirror waiting for her. "Votre mari a un bon goût pour la mode," the lady began, surprised. "Cette couleur te va bien," With a smile, she added admiringly.However, a little frown sat between Emma's brows as she cluelessly looked at the woman with her big doe eyes. Taking note of Emma's confusion, the lady quickly added. "I-I mean he has great taste in fashion. This color... it looks good on you." Emma cou