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My legs trembled as I did as he requested. I had no idea what to expect, but I couldn’t ignore the excited anticipation building within my stomach.
I was now exposed to him, my core completely on display. His head lowered towards me with agonising slowness, and I jerked a little when I felt his stubble graze against the inside of my thigh. Moments later he was placing soft kisses on the top of my mound. If it hadn’t been for his strong hands on my hips keeping me in place, I was sure I would have bucked upwards uncontrollably.His lips made their way down to my slit, and I cried out a little as his warm wet tongue stroked my entrance. Before I had time to recover from the thrill, he found my clit.The sensation was nothing like I had ever experienced before. It was so different to the feeling of fingers. There was less friction for one thing. But the warmth and wetness of his mouth took my breath away. He licked me in a rhythm, causing the knot in my s
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“What do you mean we’re going on public transport?”I found the indignation on his face utterly hilarious, to the point I was laughing out loud.“If you think we’re going to roll up to a greasy spoon in your swanky sports car, you’ve got another thing coming. You said I could decide, so this is what we’re doing.”His eyes widened at my bossy tone, and I was loving it.Just to rile him more I added, “oh, and I wouldn’t wear anything too nice. London is a pretty mucky place.”I winked at him as I closed the bathroom door on his face to get washed and dressed.I was smiling so much throughout my shower, my face ached. I decided that I wouldn’t just stop at the greasy spoon. No. Today I’d show him my London.When I came back into his bedroom, I nearly fainted from shock. “You own blue jeans?!”He rolled his eyes. “Yes, of course I do. I
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I narrowed my eyes at him. “Fine. Tell me about your family?”“That’s not a question,” he said, popping a piece of food into his mouth. My mind briefly flashed back to this morning, and where that mouth had been…I huffed, partly annoyed at myself for letting my mind wander, but also for his difficult attitude. “FINE. Are you close to your family?”His jaw twitched, before he swallowed his next mouthful. “Not particularly.”Before I could stop myself, I asked “Why?”“I’m taking that as your second question…”I shot him a disgruntled look. “That’s not fair!”“Do you want to know, or not?” He challenged.He was a bastard. An attractive one. But still a bastard.I sat back in my chair and crossed my arms. “Yes.”He took a deep breath. “We don’t agree on a lot. Next qu
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The contrast of this weekend and the last was almost unfathomable. It was as if I’d travelled through time and space to an alternate world. One that was bright and colourful, as opposed to the dark misery. The incident had all but dissipated, and he was the reason.Despite his reluctance, I was pretty sure Ezra ended up having a good time. He had of course been to Camden before, but only at night for swanky hipster parties. He’d never been around the infamous market. As I dragged him round the multi-coloured stalls, his eyes became wider and wider. Camden market was a treasure trove of wares, from cyber outfits to the best noodles this side of the river. I had remembered being enchanted by it when I’d first visited, and I wanted to give him the same experience. The more minutes that past, the more he seemed to relax. I had never heard him laugh so freely or frequently before. That was one of the most wonderful parts of the day, and I felt I got a glimpse at
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This time, there was no stopping me. I audibly gasped as we walked into the Terrance Penthouse, the lift taking us directly to it. The 1930’s style was continued, a mixture of dark wood and art deco furniture. He led me to a living area decorated with accents of turquoise, with an attached ‘powder room’. Upon the coffee table was a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket.“A drink?” He offered.I nodded, still a little speechless from our surroundings. I walked up to the terrace doors, pushing them open to step into the London evening air. Placing my hands on cream-coloured railings, I peered out to find Hyde Park. I would never have believed I’d ever get to come to somewhere like this.“Here.”Ezra had appeared beside me, handing a chilled flute. We clinked and took a sip.“Would you like to see the rest?”I laughed. “Yes. I suppose I would.”From there he showed me
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He stood up from me, taking in my naked form beneath him. Then, piece by piece he began to remove the rest of his clothes. As his chiselled torso came into view, my stomach flipped. He was so incredibly beautiful. How did we ever get to this point?When he was left in just his boxers, he reached over me again to kiss me, before hooking his fingers into my thong, and dragging the now sopping wet item off. I watched as he went to the top draw of the angular dressing table, and pulled out a small square foil packet. Fucking hell, I hadn’t even thought about contraception. He placed it on the bed beside me, and something about it made everything seem more real. This was happening. Ezra Stone, CEO of Stone Marketing was about to take my virginity. I gave myself one final check-in, to make sure I wanted this, but I only had to glance into his eyes once to find my answer. There was something deeper to him. To us. He affected me in a way I never thought possible, if not him, th
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We both woke with a start. I realised the sound of a mobile phone was the reason, and it wasn’t mine. Still half-asleep, Ezra reached for the vibrating device that was lying on the bedside table.“Hello?” His voice was groggy, and he began to rub his knuckles over his half-closed eyes.I was waking up myself, and couldn’t hear the voice on the other end of the phone.But as soon as he sat up bolt-right in the bed, I knew it couldn’t be good. His grogginess was now eradicated, and he spat into the phone, “you have to be fucking kidding me?”I sat up too, my brow creasing as I watched Ezra’s eyes light up with rage.Whoever was on the end of the phone spoke again.“Well, you can fucking wait.” And with that, he ended the call, throwing the mobile on the floor where it landed with a muffled thud in the thick pile carpet.He sank back into the quilted headboard, covering his face
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The words hadn’t really registered with me. I sat there, blinking at him dumbly as a silence fell over the opulent room. The only sound was the faint noise of the Sunday morning traffic. He wasn’t looking at me, instead staring out towards the window.I wanted to ask him if I’d heard correctly, but I knew I had. He had said it as clear as he could. I didn’t pretend to know a lot about suicide, but you didn’t have to be an expert to know how devastating it could be for the people left behind. It made me look at the man before me in a new light. Not only had he lost his father in this way, but he’d then had to step up and take over the company. Had he even had time to grieve?“Ezra…” I managed. “I am so sorry.”He sniffed and took a breath. “It is what it is.”“Can I ask why?”He shrugged, as if I’d asked him what the weather was like. I know this w
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“Are you sure you don’t want to stay tonight?”I was tempted. I couldn’t deny it. But I also knew I needed to face the real world again. Ezra had saved me without a doubt, but it was time to go back to university. It was time to go back to my shoe-box of a room.“Yeah. I have a ton of work to catch up on, and I know you will too.”I raised an eyebrow at him. I knew full well how much work must have backed up for him since he got me on Thursday.Sighing, he nodded. “Yeah. And then some after this board meeting tomorrow…” he trailed off, his fingers gripping on a little tighter to the steering wheel.“Let me know how it goes will you? I’d like to know.”He smiled. “Sure. I’ll call you tomorrow evening.”I bit down on my lip. Now the time had come to get out of his car and leave him, my body suddenly felt like it was stuck to his passenger side sea
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