I woke up with my body feeling stiff and weak. Sean sat beside me, stretching out his legs wrapped in denim shorts and a dark brown army-print shirt. He looked fresh after a shower, and I could never stop admiring him; his laptop was on his lap as if he was working. I move my body and struggle to get up and sit down; I keep the blanket over my chest. After we leave the Colosseum, Sean and I have lunch at a restaurant and then return to the hotel. He fulfils my desire to make love to him, and I get hot sex punishment and wild for making him jealous, a punishment that made me want to make as much mischief as possible.“What’s the time now?” I asked because the room seemed a little dark.“Five in the afternoon,” he answered without looking at me, his attention focused on the laptop and his long, manicured fingers dancing on the keyboard, those fingers very skilled at worshipping my body. A few hours ago, the image of our romance flashed through my mind again; Sean was very intimate, wild
"Yes, I heard it, what do you know about it?"I wonder how much Caroline knows about this; I assume Sean is hiding something."Sean didn't tell you?"Oh, shit! What did I miss?? I answered Caroline's question impatiently and held her up to tell me immediately."Someone tracked your car on purpose, the culprit is still unknown."It is surprising, but why didn't Sean tell me?? It is my car; I have a right to know what happened to me."Where did you get this information from?" Caroline always found a way to get valid and accurate information. I could hear her breath, and my heart was pounding with tension."I used your car when mine went to the garage, Sam gave me the keys, I parked your car in the studio yard, when I was going home it was in a terrible state."My heart jumped into my mouth. It was beyond my expectations; my anger towards Sean, which had subsided, had returned."Are you okay??" I suddenly wanted to meet Caroline; I was worried about her."Yeah I'm fine, luckily I wasn't
A dream dragged me very viciously into my consciousness. I don’t usually dream; maybe my mind was too full when I returned from Germany a few hours ago. I saw Sean being beaten in the dream; my heart sank thinking about it; I blinked my eyes and immediately chased the damn dream away; ever since the confession of his sad childhood memories in Venice, I’ve wanted to know more about what he’s been through. Sean just entered the room and approached me with his million-star charm smile; he kissed the top of my head, inhaled the scent of my hair and sat on the edge of the bed.“Merlin is waiting for us at his practice,” he reminded me, and I was momentarily confused, remembering the name. I realized it and met his psychiatrist. I nodded and got out of bed, leaving him.“You are okay?”Oh, Hell!! I hate him; who knows my situation well? I’m still bothered by that dream. I lied by nodding; I looked for an alibi to convince him.“I’m just still a little tired,” I reasoned as I grabbed my bath
Our question and answer session ended with an enlightening sentence from him: Doctor Merlin got up from his seat to call Sean back to join us.“Are you guys done?”Sean asked as he sat down next to me again; he took one of my hands and intertwined our fingers. He looked at me and then at Merlin’s doctor for an answer.“Yes, it seems so, I look forward to the next consultation session.” Doctor Merlin smiled.“Okay I’ll come next week.”“Not with you, but with Ariana,” said Doctor Merlin quickly. Sean looked surprised, then he pouted; I smiled happily, and I looked at Sean with my ‘you-calm-all-everything-will-alright’ look, and he looked at me with an understanding look. We left the doctor’s office, Merlin, after shaking hands and saying goodbye to the man.Sean seemed to talk to Sam before they followed me into the car. Sam was seen wearing a handsfree on his ear as we left Merlin’s house and doctor’s office.“What did Doctor Merlin say?”Sean looked curious; I glanced at Sam with a w
“What do you want to do today?” I wonder, my work will start on Monday.“I’ve got to check out some work I haven’t had a chance to see yet, do you have a plan?”I thought about lying with him in front of the television, watching a movie with me, and having a snack; then, we made love where we wanted in the apartment. My Inner Goddess flashed a smile advertising toothpaste.“Just a plan like most people, do you always work all the time?”It bothers me that he has reached the top of his career, so why is he still working so hard?? Is he a workaholic??“Yes, I’m comfortable doing it.”My curious self took over: what was his life like before he met me??“Aren’t you bored?”Sean shrugged his shoulders with a half-unconcerned expression.“Only a few times.”“Have you ever brought the woman you’re dating into your apartment?”My Inner Goddess jumped off her red sofa and rubbed her bottom with a pained expression; then she glared at me for hitting her with that question.“Never but one person
While I tried to sleep and not wait for Sean, my mind wouldn’t stop conjuring disturbing thoughts. I glanced at the digital alarm clock on the nightstand; it would soon be midnight, and Sean had no sign of his whereabouts. I got out of bed and left the room; it was dark, and only the light from outside the balcony lit up the living room and living room. I walked in anxiously; then, I heard the sound of liquid pouring into a container from the direction of the bar. When I approached the bar to check if anyone was there, Sean sat at the bar counter with a half bottle of bourbon left and a shot glass filled with the damned drink. I looked at him with guilt; the smell of alcohol wafted from his direction, making me nauseous and a little dizzy. How much did he drink??! Was my fault this serious to make him drink and get drunk?? I twisted my fingers in front of my body, this guilt slowly killing me.“I’m sorry,” I said tremblingly; I didn’t mean to hurt him. Silence stretched between us, to
His lips pressed against mine gently; then I started to stick my tongue in his mouth. I swiftly wrapped my arms around his sturdy neck. Sean brought me up with him and sat on his lap. The smell of alcohol sharply pierced my senses of smell, but it immediately didn’t matter to me anymore; the new problem now lay beneath my stomach muscles in my inner thighs.Sean slipped the nightgown I was wearing over my head, then threw it on the floor, my braless breasts exposed and challenging him. His breath catches as he stares at my breasts with his wild, hot and passionate gaze; I’m the same as I’m currently wearing only my underwear. Then Sean kissed my cleavage and inhaled my scent greedily there, his lips gently pressed against my skin again, and then the tip of his tongue swept in a motion that made me tremble down to my groin. His face shifts to my right breast, his breath hitting the top of my sensitive breast, and he reflexively stiffens.“I know where to punish you, honey.” His words a
We were getting ready for Caroline and Andrew’s engagement party by late afternoon. Sean wore a black tuxedo with a cut vest on the inside covering his white linen long-sleeve shirt; his black bow tie completed his look that could bewitch all women worldwide and the other world. In contrast, I wore a long-sleeved black satin dress with cleavage. It’s low V-shaped, and there’s a reasonably long slit at the bottom to reveal thigh to toe when I purposely expose it. I wanted to cover the Hermes belt on my wrist, and this dress did a great job.I gathered my long hair, then piled it neatly behind my head, letting a few strands of my hair cut shorter than others fall down the sides of my face. I wouldn’t say I like to linger in dressing up; after being satisfied with the work on my face, I got up from the dressing table. I looked at Sean, who was standing near the bed. He was putting on his silver cuffs.“Need help, big guy?” I offered, then he turned to look at me, and he just stood there,