She gathered her essentials into her night bag, her heart racing with anticipation. Just minutes ago, Mr. McKenney had informed her that she would be staying in his room for the night, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and excitement. While she knew and understood what she had signed up for, her nerves were all over the place.
She carefully folded her favorite silk pajamas, the ones with delicate lace trim that she knew he would appreciate. They slipped into the bag with a satisfying rustle. Next, she added a toothbrush and toothpaste, a hint of a smile playing on her lips as I imagined sharing a bathroom with him.Contemplating whether to bring a book, she decided against it and left it on the shelf, opting instead for a quick snack if she got hungry late at night or just to distract herself if he made her stay up with him while he worked.Just as she finished packing, her phone beeped with a message from Mr. McKenney, confirming that he was waiting for her. The excitement and nervousness surged, and she threw my phone into the bag, along with a charger, just in case. One last glance around her room confirmed she hadn't forgotten anything important, because Mr McKenney wasn't going to let her come back to pick it.Ready, with her bag in hand, she took a deep breath and headed out the door, her heart pounding with anticipation for the night ahead.With much hesitancy,she knocked on his door. He immediately opened it and she saw that he changed into casual clothes. His gaze ran down my full length, the second his eyes rested on her."Good evening." She greeted, waiting for him to let her in. He stood there, staring at her, and she couldn't help but ask, "Is there a problem?""No." he simply said, making way for me to enter his room, which was similar to mine but with a better view of the park next to the hotel."The bathroom is over there. You can get changed." Mr. McKenney instructed as he took a seat on the couch, his intense gaze remaining focused on her."Thank you." She murmured as she headed to the bathroom with her night bag to change into the pajamas she had packed.In the bathroom, she took a moment to compose herself. Her reflection in the mirror revealed a mixture of excitement and apprehension in her eyes. She changed into the silk pajamas, smoothing out the delicate lace trim with care. It was impossible to ignore the anticipation building inside her. She took a moment to stare back at the image in the mirror before her and found that her hair was sticking out in some places. Good thing was that she didn't forget to bring her comb.Freeing her hair from the band, she combed it all out and let it cascade down her shoulders. She was sure McKenney would love it that way.On returning to the room, she found him still seated on the couch, his eyes following her every move as she approached."I'm all set." She said softly, feeling a shiver of nerves and curiosity in the air.He nodded, his gaze never leaving her. "Good. Come over here," he gestured toward the couch next to him. She complied, taking a seat as his intense presence enveloped her, making her nervous."You're quite far." He remarked, a mischievous smile dancing on his lips. "I promise I don't bite, Annette.""Forgive me, I'm just feeling a bit nervous." She admitted as I closed the gap between them. Suddenly, he lifted her and settled her onto his lap, evoking a gentle gasp from her."Annette, I want to kiss you, May I?" He asked, and when she nodded shyly, he leaned in, his breath on her lips. She closed her eyes and his lips met touched hers, sending electric sparks through her system.He tasted like bourbon, maybe he had some before she came over, she thought, but was soon distracted by how his lips were soft against hers. And when he bit on her lower lip, she let out a soft moan, allowing his tongue access into her mouth as he deepened the kiss.They kissed for a few more minutes before he slowly pulled away so they could catch their breath. She blushed as she noticed a smirk on his lips. He pulled her on his lap, so, she was now on top of him, straddling his waist.His fingers tenderly brushed a stray strand of hair from her face, his touch sending a shiver down her spine. With a gentle touch, he tilted her chin upward, locking his gaze with her's . A smile played on his slightly reddened and swollen lips, leaving her restless in his embrace.Leaning in close, he whispered huskily into her ear, "You smell absolutely divine, Goldilocks." His grin widened and her blush deepened in response to his compliment."Thank you." She whispered, her words stumbling out awkwardly. She chide herself for acting like such a fool around him; after all, she was a mature woman who could handle this.Without hesitation, she leaned in and kissed him once more, hoping she'd gotten it right despite the passage of time. To her surprise, she felt him chuckle softly against her plum lips. Feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over her, she instinctively covered her face."Forgive me," She stammered, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. "I must have made a fool of myself." She muttered, lowing her head.But before she could retreat in embarrassment, his hands found her waist, pulling her back towards him until she was straddling him once again.She wrapped her hands around his neck to keep herself from falling, it was obvious he noticed the confusion in her gaze as he stared at her. Then he moved his head to her neck and softly kissed it, biting down on a spot, causing her to squirm in his lap.She was already a mess when he pulled away. His eyes glowed in the kitchen light as he stared back at her, saying nothing. His lips were already plump and red, making him look sexy as hell.He moved his hand to her hair and ran his fingers through it, lightly caressing her cheek.She bit her bottom lip to keep from acting on my desire. His gaze went to her lips, he gently brushed his fingers over it. In response, she licked his finger, and his eyes shot back up to stare into hers. She had no idea where this newfound confidence came from, but she could tell by his eyes that he liked it."Don't push me, Annette; I want to take my time with you, so behave yourself and be a good girl." he said, his voice deep and raspy.An undeniable heat erupted within her as her gaze met Hudson's. The tension between them was palpable in the air, making it difficult for her to keep it together. His desire-filled gaze never left her's. Her heart palpitated in expectation…Hudson's soft touch on her cheek sent tingles through her, awakening her senses. With each tender stroke, her body yearned for more, and when their lips finally met, time seemed to stand still as they shared a passionate kiss.As his lips moved against her's, their passions intertwined in a dance that left her breathless. His touch was tender and demanding, igniting a fire deep within her. She felt the world around her fade away, leaving only the pulsating energy between them.She clutched his shirt, bringing him closer, craving the sensation of his body pressing against her's. Their mouths moved in perfect unison as their tongues explored each other with zeal. It was a kiss full of raw desire and unspoken promises that made her yearn for him.She surrendered completely, her inhibitions melting away, lost in the intensity of the moment. She relished the taste of him, the way his hands roamed her body, lighting her up with desire. Nothing else mattered except the enthralling connection they shared at the time.Reluctantly, they pulled apart to catch their breath, which mingled with the charged atmosphere. Her heart raced and her lips tingling from the ghost of his touch. She met Hudson's gaze, and his eyes reflected the unspoken need that bound them together, and the need for more…Hudson softly murmured, almost inaudibly, "Would you like to go further, Goldilocks? I could show you beautiful things." With that lingering inquiry lingering, she lost all self-restraint; her desire for him was so intense that being apart was painful, and all she yearned for was to be wrapped in his embrace and a deeper connection.************Warning mature content***********"Yes, please." She said, and he immediately stood up, carrying her with him. She wrapped her legs around him, and he supported her body as he carried her towards the bedroom with his arms on my waist.He pushed the slightly opened door to his room with his leg and closed it behind him once they were inside. He sat her down, his desire-filled gaze never leaving her body as he slowly removed and tossed her pajama blouse away.His hands brushed against her exposed skin as they moved up to the waistline of her shorts. He reached for the rope on the short, pulling on it as the short came loose.When his hands brushed against the curve of her ass, she moaned, and he smiled at how responsive her body was to him. He reached for her hand to help her step over the skirt before picking it up and throwing it on the nearest surface.She stood perfectly still, watching him carefully as he slowly removed his shirt and tossed it on the nearest chair.Then
Annette let out a sleepy yawn as she awoke, the warm sunlight streaming onto her face. As she attempted to sit up in bed, a sharp pain shot through her, prompting a loud groan. Memories of the previous night flooded back, and a smile graced her lips. He had been so gentle and caring, a stark contrast to the man he was when they had initially entered into this arrangement."Maybe he does have a good side." Annette pondered as she managed to free herself from the covers. However, to her disappointment, Hudson was nowhere to be seen; it was as if he had never been there. Feeling a twinge of hurt that he hadn't waited for her to wake up, Annette shuffled over to the bathroom to freshen up.Thirty minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom, feeling refreshed and ready to face the day. Hudson had yet to return, so she took the opportunity to tidy up her belongings and pack her bag. Just a few minutes after she finished, Hudson strolled back into the room, carrying a tray of food."Good mo
"Yes, indeed." The man acknowledged with a nod. "May I know your name?"With a polite smile, Annette replied, "My name is Annette, and yours?""I'm Marcus." He introduced himself with a friendly tone. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Annette. So, what brings you here?" Marcus asked, turning to face Annette for a more comfortable conversation."I'm here to drown my sorrows." Annette said as she took a sip of the drink the waiter placed in front of her. "What about you?""Whatever must be bothering you must be really bad if you are drinking whiskey straight." Marcus chuckled as he stared at Annette."Not 'what,' but 'who.' I feel like a fool." Annette said with a chuckle, her voice carrying a hint of mystery, and a knowing smirk crept onto Marcus's face."So, it's a boy problem, care to share?" Marcus inquired with a playful curiosity.Annette sighed, frustration in her voice. "I thought this guy was genuinely interested in me, but it turns out I mean absolutely nothing to him. He's the bi
Hudson's restless pacing filled his dimly lit room, his mind consumed by the memory of those men who had prevented him from taking Annette with him. "Who the hell did they think they were?" He muttered under his breath, frustration etched across his face. "Annette belongs to me; I have a contract to prove it."As he finally settled into an armchair, he pondered his next move. "What am I going to do now?" Hudson mused aloud, his voice tinged with uncertainty. He reached for a crystal glass, pouring a generous measure of whiskey. Raising the glass to his lips, he took a long, contemplative sip, the amber liquid warming his senses."Alright, maybe I brought this on myself." Hudson mumbled, taking another swig of his whiskey. "I did tell her the only time I needed her was at night to keep my bed warm, so I can't really blame myself for being jealous.""But she was still my responsibility, so I had every right to know where she was and what she was up to." He pondered to himself. Finishing
"Then what interaction are you referring to? I'm very sure we have never met before." Hudson said, his irritation evident in his expression."I'm referring to the one you had with us while Miss Annette was present." Samuel replied calmly."Wait, that was nothing. I was sparing you the torture of talking to her. She's not particularly smart; she's just a secretary at my branch back home." Hudson explained, further fueling Samuel and Marcus's anger."If I have to listen to him any longer, I'll shoot myself in the head." Samuel declared, abruptly standing up with his plate and leaving the table, leaving Marcus alone with Hudson."That jerk just abandoned me!" Marcus remarked, preparing to leave as well when Hudson called his attention."Your brother is quite the drama queen. He should grow up. The world doesn't work that way. The rich will always be superior to the poor!" Hudson said, expecting Marcus to agree. However, Marcus simply ignored him and followed the direction Samuel had gone
"What are you doing?" Hudson asked as he grabbed Annette's hand tightly under the table to the point where it started to hurt."You're hurting me, let me go!" Annette whispered under her breath as she struggled to get her hand out of his hold."Mr. McKenney, you're already on thin ice, you should give her a chance to help you because right now I'm contemplating giving you this deal or not." Adam said as a tiny smile formed on his lips."What could she probably say that could change your mind? She is just a secretary!" Hudson asked and Annette immediately felt her anger grow, she wasn't just a secretary, she had a business degree but life was not fair to her, so she had it locked up safely in her box, until the day she found a job."Really? It's funny how she works for you, but you have no idea what type of asset you have under your roof." Marcus said, and Annette felt her cheeks grow hot as she avoided his gaze. "What are you talking about?" Hudson asked, his confusion evident in his
“It was nice doing business with you Mr Mckenney,” Adam Armando said as he continued to shake hands with Hudson who was still trying to keep his anger in check, what did Annette say to them that they put so much trust in her for such a big project? Hudson thought as his gaze moved to Annette who was being congratulated by Samuel and Marcus.“Well done little one.” Marcus said as a pout formed on Annette's face.“I’m not that little” she said, causing Marcus and Samuel to laugh out loud as they both stared down at her.“Compared to everyone here, love, you're quite little.” samuel said as Annette stuck her tongue out at him“You’re still cute even when you are not drunk.” Samuel's words made Annette blush prettily.“Would you like to have Lunch with Marcus and I?” Samuel asked.“I don’t know, I would have to check with Mr Mckenney if his schedule is free.” Annette said as they all turned to face Hudson who was thinking of the best way to deal with her right after they left.“Didn’t you
The living room was filled with the soft sounds of the TV as Jane sat on the couch, completely engrossed in her novel while eating dome bags of chips. The peaceful afternoon was suddenly interrupted when her phone vibrated on the coffee table. Wondering who could be calling, standing to her feet and going to pick it up, confused by the caller ID showing on the screen, it was from Cassie's school. Ugh! What did they want? Jane muttered to herself as the phone connected."Hello?" Jane answered, hoping she wasn't sounding annoyed."Hello, may I speak with Miss Zachary? This is Cassie's school calling." The female, on the other end of the phone, said as Jane wondered why the school wanted to see Annette."Miss Zachary isn't in the country, she left for work but I'm Cassie's guardian while she is away." Jane explained and the voice on the other end went quiet which was followed by some rustling of paper before the woman started to speak again."Is this Miss Jane?" The female voice asked."