NOT LUST5 years ago...A few minutes have already passed and Westley was just staring at Clair, who's still enjoying herself in the sea when suddenly, his cellphone rang. He grabbed his cell phone that was on the bedside table and he looked at the caller I.D.It was Kieran who's calling. One of his best friends. He answered the call and immediately, the laughter of the men from the other line, which he knew came from his friends, resounded."Quiet everyone! Westley has already answered the call." Said a baritone voice from the other line and he was sure it was Kieran who owned that voice.Suddenly, the other line fell silent but just a few seconds later and he heard screams.He just laughed at the madness of his friends. He knew they were just annoying Kieran."You guys are being childish." He heard what Kieran said."We? Childish? Dude, we could even make a child if we want to. Maybe it's you who are childish, the reason why until now, you are still a virgin. You know what? You can
NOT LUST (II)Claire and Alastair are now lying on the bed. Claire is already sleeping peacefully as she rests on Alastair's arm.Until now, Alastair still could not believe that Claire agreed to stay on the island with him. But the joy he feels is still more dominant. He had always dreamed of this. To be able to sleep with the woman he loves. He can feel it. He feels that he is slowly entering her heart. The first time and second time they had sex, he did it with force and he knew it was wrong no matter what else his reason is. But the sex yesterday and today were different. Claire was very cooperative. She's needy and she's wild. Riding him, shouting and moaning his name in ecstasy.Damn! He is addicted to her.Claire is like an addictive drug, once you taste it, you can no longer stop.He stared at her beautiful face and gently stroked her hair. He can't wipe the smile off of his face. He was still staring at Claire's face when suddenly, his cellphone u on the floor.He forgot to h
GRABBING She grabs on his boxers about to pull it off but was stopped by him."You've been such an obedient slave!" He said. She lowers her head, giving him all the respect he deserves. Normally, even though she will give him respectfully, not to this extent but because if she lives for him, she finds herself lowering herself to his every demand and commands even when it's not needed."And master is pleased with you" he said, picking up a wet strand of her hair, playing with it."For that reason, I wish to grant you one wish…that's if you have any" he said.She was stunned by his words as she stared at him in astonishment and disbelief. Was he seriously offering her a chance to make a wish? She thought conflicted."Make…a wish?" She stutters, staring at him with eyes that silently begs him not to pull her legs.He nods and say"Yes…any thing…I will grant" he said playing with her hair.There's nothing more she wishes for than wanting him to be hers. Maybe she's a bit selfish right n
GRABBING (II) The room was filled with nothing other than tension- A not so good one filled with contemplation. It can be counted as one with necessity for an answer whereas, the other way round could also be considered. He stares at her for a long time, conflicting within. Truth is he was dying to have her but with second thought, he had no choice but to let her. It's not like she's lying anyways, he promised her and he ought to fulfill it. He rolls off her,falling to the sight, staring at the ceiling. "Come on then" he said calmly. She was very happy, knowing she will have her as long as she pleases. "Swear." she said and he raised a brow, confused. "Swear you won't stop me, master and just let me have my way!" She said, not feeling frightened. Sure you, she became even braver to ask him to swear, interesting… He nods before saying "Swear." in an assuring tone. With that, she sits on his thigh, lowering herself to his well toned abs, licking on it. She had all the time in
GRABBING (III)The feel of her mouth on his cock was just so beautiful as he closed his eyes loving the feeling.As if it's her last, She was willing to give her all, she can't boast she knows much but there was one thing she's sure of and that's doing exactly what he's been doing to her.She subconsciously squeezed his dick hard, taking him deeper in her mouth and she could feel his dick on her throat yet there was still a large part left.The thought of Lisa doing the same thing she's doing to him only intensifies her desire to make him feel even more.She takes him even deeper, all of him not leaving out an inch. It was her first time attempting such,and she didn't mind.Her love for him is driving her crazy, beautifully crazy…and she wished not to be normal again. For him, she wants to be everything and more.Keane was surprised, no one has ever taken him whole but she did….just who the fuck is she? Why does she always do her things differently, the way it always gets him hooked?
POISON When Ayla thought about the time she would have to serve King Rhobart’s dinner, she imagined that he would be eating alone. But now she saw how wrong she had been. At a long, big table King Rhobart sat together with his paladins. The food was already on the table, but no one was eating.There was no servant in the room ready to serve the food. Ayla frowned. Surely she won’t be serving all of them.She fisted her hands to hide how nervous she felt while she studied the King and the Paladins. The men were dressed in simple tunics and were chatting among themselves. To her relief, they haven’t observed her. Yet.King Rhobart wasn’t seated at the head of the table. He was seated at the middle of the table and talking to a Paladin that was to his right. The seat next to his left was unoccupied.She was unsure of what she was supposed to do. Should she let the King and the Paladins know that she arrived. Or should she go directly to the table and start serving the food. On the few o
SERVANT It wasn't too long when they reached the town that Madonna dropped off the trunk and bid farewell to Ayla - one of the maids. Then she headed back home as soon as possible.Hours went by and it soon turned into days. Days came and left, turning into weeks. During those times, Ayla has grown familiar to the mansion and each of the happenings both in and out of it. She knows all. When Ayla thought about the time she would have to serve King Rhobart’s dinner, she imagined that he would be eating alone. But now she saw how wrong she had been. At a long, big table King Rhobart sat together with his paladins. The food was already on the table, but no one was eating.There was no servant in the room ready to serve the food. Ayla frowned. Surely she won’t be serving all of them.She fisted her hands to hide how nervous she felt while she studied the King and the Paladins. The men were dressed in simple tunics and were chatting among themselves. To her relief, they haven’t observed h
PLEASURE Madonna's Pov "Is that Russian food?," I asked before I could stop myself. Oliver barked out a laugh and looked up from the pot of boiling water to glance at me over his shoulder. "No it's not""It's a rather simple dish, actually. It just sounds fancy." I listened to him as l sat on the one of the stools at the kitchen island to watch him as he cooked."Garlic, olive oil, parsley and Parmigiano_ reggiano tossed with angel hair pasta.... It's Italian and so simple to cook", He spoke."Simple or not, it smells wonderful." With his back turned, I frowned as my thoughts went to my last conversation about pasta. Papa would be happy to know I was eating something that sounded so classically Italian. "I didn't know you could cook at all, so, consider me impressed."Oliver pulled two glass bowls from his cabinet and started plating up pasta with a grin. "I am an impressive man, Madonna. I have many talents." He took the seat next to me at the island."But this is just a simple mea