ALENA'S POV "Hmm. . ." Edmund moan suddenly brings my attention back to reality. I raised my hips off the bed, only to have them pushed back down by Edmund. He begins to peel back the remainder of the material on my body using his teeth, and the way his nose grazes my skin has me whimpering. Finally removing my knickers, Edmund takes hold of both my legs, pushing them up in the process. Positioning his head in between them, he blows cool air against me. Once again, I find myself throwing my head back while I wait impatiently for his tongue to make contact. "Please," I beg breathlessly, hoping he gives in to my demands. A mere two seconds later, he presses his lips against my clit, causing me to scream out. His hold on my legs tightens as he keeps them in place, all while he licks and sucks, bringing me closer to coming completely undone. I weave my fingers through his thick, chocolate locks, tugging and pulling at it as I begin to religiously chant his name. I can feel my orgasm g
"Oh, baby, oh. . . you're cock is so big and long." Viviane moaned as she sat on Iñigo's manhood, which was so full to its core. Iñigo's reply was just a muffled murmur of moans. He was busy licking Blythe's pussy. "Ohhhh! Move your tongue faster, honey. " Blythe growled as she sat on her face and rubbed her wet femininity on her face. And Iñigo likes the wetness coating his lips and nose. The taste of Blythe's wetness is mouthwatering, and the smell is addicting. He was high on bliss. Blythe and Viviane's tastes mixed in her mouth. The beautiful doctor, Viviane, is riding his cock hard and fast while he is licking the pussy of the beautiful model, Blythe. It's every guy's fantasy to fuck two women at the same time. And he is reliving it. The lust he felt increased even more as Diana's riding became more aggressive with her hard weapon. Viviane's grinding made her moan as she pulled out her long and hard weapon into her womanhood. God, this feels good. Iñigo gripped Blythe's ass
"Your new personal assistant is here." I looked up to see my secretary standing in the doorway of my office with a smile on her face. The only reason she was here was because she was something decent to look at and she was pretty decent fuck after a few drinks."Personal assistant?" I asked my right hand. There had been no mention that I would be gaining a personal assistant and I certainly didn't employ one for myself. I much preferred to work alone and I didn't need some woman coming in here with the intention of changing that.I had left that life behind me for a reason. I don't deal well with being told what to do and when to do it."Yes. Your parents thought you could use some help, so they employed one for you," Tharina replied still with that damn smile on her face. She didn't even flinch when I stood up from my desk and walked over to where she was standing.Her being five foot one and me being a little over six foot five did have its advantages. Even with her heels on she bar
Atasha inhaled the sweet morning breeze as she stepped out on the pouch.Waving at the taxi heading towards her drive way she immediately buttoned up her jacket before the taxi pulled up in front of her."Good morning" she greeted after getting settled in the car."Morning, Madam, you look beautiful this morning," the driver said looking at her through the rear view mirror."Thanks, Sir," Atasha said blushing as always whenever she was complemented.The drive to the office was a long one but it was always worth it at the end of the month.Atasha was working at the Cardinal's cooperation, her aunt Elenore was nothing but an angel God sent to her and her sister after the death of their parents, Atasha couldn't wish for more,after the death of their parents Elenore her late mother's younger sister took them in, she didn't have children of her own and had no plans of getting married so she took Atasha and Grace as her children loving them the way any mother would her child.Didn't mean it
Sitting alone in a cold, empty room with nothing but the grey walls to distract me; I'm forced to listen as the doctor on the other side of the door explains to my family that I've suffered a miscarriage at six weeks of pregnancy.Hearing those fatal words has my stomach churning and an overwhelming feeling of guilt shooting through my entire being. The dull pain lingering in the pit of my stomach is nagging at me and acts as a constant reminder of what my body has done, what I have done.I lost our baby.I close my eyes in a desperate attempt to block out my surroundings and much to my annoyance, it doesn't work. I can still hear as Alena demands to know more information, I can still smell the overpowering, domestic scent that all hospitals seem to hold and I can still feel my sadness as it consumes me from the inside out.How can I have been so stupid? If I just got myself here sooner, maybe things would be different.My erratic thoughts are interrupted when I hear the door creak an
"Aww. You look so pretty." Penelope said as she kneeled down in front of me and enveloped me in a hug. "I'm so happy for you, Alena. You deserve every bit of happiness." I returned her hug and controlled the tears that were brimming inside my eyes. It was finally happening. A wedding with the man I loved. Not an arrange marriage, but a marriage with full of love.I looked at my reflection in the mirror and I knew I have never looked more beautiful. It was probably the glow of being in love or the happiness of getting married that was evident on my face.The dress was perfect, simple yet elegant. My designer did wonderful job in making the perfect dress for me. It was strapless with sweetheart neckline, that hugged my figure like a glove and highlighted the curves I might not even had."One word, breathtaking." I heard my sister's voice behind me. She and Penelope were my bridesmaid while Edmund's brother was his best man.And if course, Willa and Dad was going to walk me down the aisl
I groan in pain as another hit to my stomach was given by my older sister, Prima.The reason she's hitting me, simple. I may have accidentally called her Primacrazy instead of the close name Prima. I usually refer her to Primacary when she can't hear me but this time she caught me.Blow after blow after blow was given to me with her pointy high heels until my white sweater had a thin ring of wet blood around my middle."Clean that up!" she spat gesturing to the small pool of blood on the tile floor next to me.I nodded as she left the dining room to the outside which was only available to me to get beer, medicine, or groceries.Standing up I became drowsy as I stumbled to the jacket closet, pulling out the mop that was crusted with my blood from five years ago."Oh, the memories." I chuckle dryly as I fill up a bucket with water.Dipping the crusty mop into the warm water I sloshed it across the floor making sure not to hit the rug that was a half foot away.But just to my luck the wa
Edmund took me to an enormous house, one that was too big for a family, maybe he has relatives that live here?I shake my head of the thoughts as i get out of the jeep and walk through the front door, trailing a couple feet behind him.I would be lying if I said he was ugly because he looks like the reproduction of a God.Oh my goodness what am I saying? I can't fall for him, he makesout with tons of girls in the hallway, I don't even want to know what happens if they study together? That is so gross. Yeah, study biology with real fucking bodies.I chuckled at the joke in my head as I tried to follow him up the stairs, each footstep was followed by a groan of pain."Do you want me to carry you?" Edmund asked turning around to face me."I'm very capable of climbing stairs after having a wound reopened on my stomach that was made by a—You know what. I feel so much better after climbing these stairs. I'll be out of your hair," I said sarcastically limping down the staircase and practical