Issac turned her over, and his fingertips dug into the flesh of her hips. "You feel so fucking good!" He praised.That praise flowed through her, lighting her up. For a moment, she took control, pushing her ass back on him, so hungry for more.He lauded her with his touch, ghosting over her nipples and caressing her throat, sitting her back on the bed. “Keep them behind you,” he says, referring to her arms."Yes," Oh, god, yes, use me, wreck me. Make me no good for anyone else, she wanted to scream so loud. He pumped his hips, his sounds were so sexy. The pair of them soon fell into a rhythm until he fisted her hair, pulling her back. She gazed up to the ceiling, "Oh lord!" She let out, he was commanding, Gemma couldn't deny that she loved being used by him. “There you go, fuck me, baby." She breathed loud, "Fuck me Issac!" He smirked at the sound of his name.The sexiness of gravel in his voice made her moan. Breaths danced across his lips, teasing her ear. He pinched her nipples

"What do you think?" Anita asked, the man who watched Gemma from a far. "She's pretty good... Her skin suits the concept, " he nodded. "Is something wrong?" Anita asked, seeing his eyes wrinkled. She noticed he thought about something else. "Her photos last year seemed dull. She looks like a much happier person now..." Anita raised her brows confused. Was she saying she should become sad? "I don't understand Mr brown" He turned over and looked at her. "Her skin tends to glow and fit the concept," "Oh," Anita looked towards Gemma, "I think you should change the colour of the lipstick... Doesn't suit her, " He says, heading back to his seat. "Sure..." Anita searched for Gira, and when she didn't see her, she proceeded to yell her name. "I am here!" She signified, stepping out of the curtain. "Change her lipstick!" Anita tells Gira," Look behind her to where Gemma was standing "Why? That colour suit her, " Gira says, laughing. Anita looked at the young man who sa

It was morning again. Gemma's eyes opened to the bright warm room. She looked around, sighed and closed her eyes, realising she was in their bedroom. "Good morning," she heard a voice, Gemma's eyes popped open again, and she saw Isaac showering. Didn't he say good morning?' she asked herself. Gemma slowly got up and looked beside the table. He left a bottle of water for her. "Isaac?" She held her aching head for a while. She sat down, staring at the bed, and then followed him. He didn't look so happy, and she could see that. Gemma took the blankets off, heading to the bathroom. She stopped as soon as she entered the bathroom. Isaac's naked body made her slug while watching drops of water fall from his dark hair, trailing across his creamy skin and outlining those abs. "I have a meeting," he said coldly. His voice pulled her out of her nasty thoughts. Gemma shifted her gaze and licked her lips. "I..." She could bring herself to speak. Her mouth opened for a while, searching

"Juan?" Her mouth opened, she didn't and never thought one day she would see him again. To her, he was lost, but now he was standing right at her front and there he stood found. Darkness fell around her as a curtain and heat rose in her chest. "Miss Smith?" John called, Gemma blinked, and lowered her eyes. "Is everything okay?" Pamela asked, they stood beside the door waiting for her. "It's good to see you, Gemma" His voice sent shivers down her spine, like a ghost announcing his arrival. What was she doing? Why wasn't she moving she could as well see this as an opportunity and run, get in the car and never look back, but her leg had refused to leave. "Oh my goodness," Sarah says, at the same time Lucy, rushing towards her. Her mind began to wonder, they had just talked about him, and now he is standing in her front, dazzling as always, he looked more handsome, in the brown shirt and jeans he wore, Juan always knew how to keep it simple, he looked good, that was one thing she

"You need to block him, he doesn't deserve you, beside you have Isaac now, he loves you" Gemma could help but smile. "Okay" she took her cell phone to block his message, when she heard her mother call, she looked at Abram," Please don't tell my mom!" She said, "I won't" Abram tapped her shoulders, leaning back, Marbella walked In, staring at them, "It's cold, why are you guys outside?" She asked, Gemma looked away, like she had been talking bad about her, she furrowed her brows, and Abram didn't glance at her. "Oh, I was just watching the skies," she says, Marbella nodded, and finally Abram caught her gaze. "Gems, oh... There you are... John is outside, who's that?" She asked. "Oh, John?" She looked at them, and cleared her throat, "that's Isaac's... You know PA" she says, breathing slowly "Oh," Marbella looked at Abram, and he chuckled. "He got you a PA?" Abram laughed, getting up. "Well, that's it..." She swallowed, "Must be here to pick me up, I have to go!" "