I watched as she melted into her chair, looking relaxed. When I dug my thumbs gently into her arches, her head hung back, and I knew I'd won. This was the pleasure I wanted to see, and with nothing in return for myself. "I'll rub your feet every night until the redness subsides. Understand?" "Okay," she replied with a sigh, shocking me again with no argument. Moving to the second foot, I did the same, and everything was fine until her right foot inched too far and brushed against the hard length in my pants. She tensed, her eyes found mine, and in that moment, I felt like the world’s biggest creep. I wasn’t doing this to get off or turned on. I was doing it because I wanted her to feel good, but even now that sounded predatory in my head. 'Feel good? What the hell is that?' The moment stretched on between us while I held her foot in my hand, waiting for her to erupt from her chair and call me out or leave or slap me because if anyone else touched her the way I’m touching her no
UGO I woke up sprawled on top of him like he was some damn mattress, again! There was no nicer way to put it. My arms were resting perfectly on his shoulder and my head on his chest while I enjoyed the warmth his body was providing me. His toned chest was rising and falling rhythmically enough that I figured he was still asleep. Slowly and carefully, I tried to move off him. "I thought you were comfortable, Baby." Hollis's voice startled me the second I tried moving my head. Fuck! I've been caught. "I..... I'm sorry. it's just that I'm so used to sleeping with a teddy that sometimes, I forget that I'm not home." I tried to explain as I shifted my legs, becoming intimately aware of Hollis's hard cock pressing against my skin. "It's fine, I don't mind sharing my side of the bed," he caressed the back of my neck absentmindedly and my senses heightened. Slowly, his hands slid down my back and considering how light the fabric of my gown was, I felt his fingers on my bare skin.
On Hollis's insistence, I had to put on a two inches, extremely gorgeous sandal. We left our suite for the car and he held my hand firmly. The staff of the resort was lined up just like last night. "Gross." I murmured and he arched his brow again, oh Lord! Does he even know that arching his brow gives a certain heart melting look on his face that can make a woman think of several things in relation to sex and orgasm. 'Straight to hell Ugo, straight to hell.' The voice in my head warned me. "What do you think about managing resorts, is that something you can do?" His voice broke through my sinful thoughts. "Huh?" "You complain that you're bored at home. I'm wondering if you'll love to take up something as challenging as managing my chain of resorts. Let's see how long it will take before you get drowned." He turned and winked at me. "I know the game you're trying to play." I laughed at his trick. He was trying to cajole me into taking up an offer he knew very well I could handle
Suddenly, a soft hand latched around my waist and tugged me away abruptly from Jason's presence. "We have a tour to get to." He said softly and we headed out. Hollis muttered something inaudible in my ear, keeping my body close to his. "Stay away from him. He has his eyes all over you." "Stop it." I scolded, tapping his arm gently. "I'm serious." He pouted, a very cute expression that got my heart melting. I chuckled. "But why?" I saw something pass through his face before he settled back into his usual expression. "Is he one of your members?" "An answer to that would be a breach of contract." "Well, I'm your wife. That should automatically make me a member, won't it?" He smiled and curved his arm. I placed mine in it and saw him nod to my question. "The members only.." "Yes." He said before I could finish. "What’s his preference; orgies, BJ, cougars, bondage..?" Hollis's head snaped in my direction. With my arm still hooked to his, he stopped me before we reached the door.
"Boss." A young gentleman shook Hollis 's hand. "Ma'am." He bowed, turning to me. He kept his eyes on my face and not my breasts like Jason from outside. I nodded my consent, basking in the closeness of my husband's rigid body. "Derek, how is the arrangement going?" "Perfect sir." Derek replied. He had a warm smile, showing his teeth as he smiled. With honey brown hair and a clean-shaven face, he had the look of someone who does a lot of business, the looks like a salesman. "Derek is one of our salesmen," Hollis told me. "All right." "Someone wants to see you." Derek told my husband. "Don Pedro." He spelled out. "It's my fuckin honeymoon. Why would he come here? He turned to me, and asked. "Would you be able to stay by yourself if I spent a few minutes with my father's friend?" I nodded. He kissed my forehead and gave Derek a stern look before walking away. I knew what that look entailed 'stay with her' Once he turned to the door, I walked across the open space, my shoe
I let myself imagine someone else in Castello's place, someone called Hollis. As Castello lifted up his head, he touched my leg, sliding his fingers up the side of my calf, "now imagine what someone can do from this position," he said quietly. The raspy tone of his voice felt like it was echoing through my bones. And when I looked down at him, I imagined another pair of eyes looking back at me. Castello's attention moved downward to the apex of my crossed legs. "What are you doing?" A voice thundered from the doorway, and I jumped about three feet in the air. Hollis was glaring at us as I erupted from the chair. His arms were crossed, his fists clenched, and those wolf-like eyes were trained on me with so much anger. "Hollis," I stammered, waltzing across the room and trying to remain as casual as I could. It's not like I was interested in Castello. I mean, he’s gorgeous, but I just met him and I don’t even know him. Castello turned to his cousin. "Your wife was curious,
We quarreled nonstop when we got back to the resort. I didn't think I did anything wrong back at the club, nor did I agree that I'll be ordered around and told what to do and what not to do. Hollis refused that I would be responsible for making the sole decision of what I want and what I do not want. He insisted that he would decide what was good for me and okay the people I mingle with. Since it was his world, he knew better. But stubborn me refused to give him the grace. What the hell is he protecting a twenty-seven year old adult from. I refused to bend, Hollis refused to bend. Two alpha humans merged together in a funny thing called marriage. What the hell was I expecting? We didn't speak to each other after the arguments and I literally folded my clothes from the wardrobe together and created a barricade between us to prevent me from rolling over to his side of the bed. By morning, I insisted that I've had enough of the stupid-ass honeymoon and since he won't let me quit,
UGO When I woke up in the morning, I was wrapped around someone's body as usual. But I felt less guilty because he said I shouldn't get a teddy. So I didn't expect him to complain. But when I wanted to lift my head, he held me down and opened his eyes. "Let's stop fighting Ugo, I don't like it when we do." He told me and I felt like he poured me some sort of chilled water. "Okay." I replied, clearing my throat. "I need to get a dress for tonight's dinner." I told him and he looked at me like I was some kind of alien. Then his lips twitched. "My credit card is still with you. Do with it as you wish." He whispered, I felt excitement coarse through his skin. "Fine." It was safe to say that the day started out well enough for the both of us. We had breakfast with Maxine and Castello. I found the latter too funny to be taken seriously, initially until I saw him switch from funny to deadbeat serious when it was time to discuss real business. It felt like I was watching someone w