She's the daughter of a secretary and a powerful CEO with a tragic past and the most powerful and wealthy CEO of a resort in Italy
She's fearless, cold hearted, competitive, courageous and bold with a foul and bad tongue a walking goddess she's des...
"Koa hurry, I have to get changed and meet with Ava!" I sighed every morning why does she have to yell every morning
"Almost done Madrigal" I spat out the water and then washed my face I walked out the bathroom she ran in holding clothes
Not sure what it was but it was all black after like 30 minutes she opened the door
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"Do I look alright or N-" She asked Alright? ALRIGHT?
Her question lingered in the air, filled with uncertainty and longing for reassurance. As she stood there, desperately seeking validation, I couldn't bear to let her own self-doubt consume her.
With a passionate urgency, I silenced her words with a forceful kiss, guiding her body against the cool surface of the bathroom door. Our embrace spoke volumes, overpowering any lingering doubts or insecurities.
In that moment, the outside world ceased to exist, and all that mattered was the raw intensity of our connection.
Blair's PoV The air crackled with electric energy, a palpable tension that fueled the fire in our souls.
His touch was both gentle and demanding, his hands exploring every inch of my body with a hunger that matched my own.
I could feel the strength in those hands as they gripped my thighs, lifting me effortlessly as if I weighed nothing at all.
Our lips collided in a frenzy of desire, a messy kiss that was both tender and urgent.
It was the kind of kiss that left its mark, where pleasure mingled with a hint of pain, and both sensations were intoxicatingly addictive.
As he held me close, his large hands moved hungrily over my rear, pulling me closer to him, our bodies pressed together with a delicious friction.
The momentum of our movements carried us towards the bed, each step filled with anticipation and a growing sense of urgency.
With a controlled force, he gently laid me down on the bed, a hunger burning in his eyes.
In the heat of the moment, a piece of my latex trousers tore, the sound a symphony of desire, a sign of the passion that consumed us.
The fabric gave way, but I didn't care. All that mattered was the raw intensity between us.
I was on the brink of finding seductive words to lure him further, to surrender myself completely to his embrace, to lose myself in the flames of ardor.
But before I could speak, he let out a guttural moan, a mix of pleasure and frustration, as if torn between his longing for me and the weight of the world outside.
"Fucks sake, woman," he muttered, his voice husky with desire. "I just got finished, why not go another day with her?"
But I couldn't find the words to answer. Instead, I met his gaze with eyes filled with longing and unleashed passion, silently telling him that the flame between us was too intense to deny, that another day could never be enough.
With that unspoken plea, I beckoned him to join me on this journey of desire, where boundaries blurred and time stood still.
A mesmerizing scene unfolded before my eyes as he gazed down upon me.
His desire to remain in that moment, entangled with me, was evident. He exerted a gentle force, directing me further into the heart of the bed.
It was during this ascent that a sudden sound of tearing fabric shattered the tranquility of the room—a dreaded rip in my expensive trousers.
However, our focus remained unbroken.
The harmony of our actions revived, accompanied by the distinct melodies of his belt being unbuckled and zipper being undone.
The effect on him was palpable, for his dilated pupils revealed the raw intensity he felt as his hands tightened around my hips, pulling me firmly against his pulsating form.
Waves of his electrifying energy enveloped me, heightening my own anticipation.
Aware of the vulnerability that came with such powerful connection, I gripped the bedsheet tightly, concealing any visible signs of pleasure.
Inadvertently, a moan escaped my lips, mingling with the subtle symphony of the bed's soft creaks.
Amidst the haze of desire, he whispered a longing command, urging me to demand something specific. Yet, I resisted, knowing the empowering allure of withholding a response.
As our bodies continued to dance upon the canvas of his bed, a fusion of smeared makeup embellished his sheets—a colorful testament to our passion.
It was in that moment, as I channeled my own assertiveness, that I seized control.
Swiftly, I seized him in my grasp and orchestrated a swift reversal of roles, sending him sprawling onto the bed.
His lips sought solace in the landscape of my neck, their tender kisses grounding me in reality once again.
The sensitivity behind each peck made my heart swell. He maneuvered himself next to me, pushing me against himself as he continued to rub soothing circles on on back.
He whispered after stopping "I'm still waiting for my turn, when you said you'd make me desperate for your touch"
I smirked he was going to get up i plopped down on his bed and grabbed his wrist "not yet, stay" he looked down and smiled
Getting back on the bed I scooted to his chest and wrapped myself around him resting my head "you're really warm"
"I'm going to hate you if I can't stand properly, I've had men before with me but not like this" he laughed "because I'm obviously the best"
I rolled my eyes I felt him rub the back of my head down to my back "oh by the way I hate you, you ripped my clothes which costed a lot of money"
"Buy whatever you want, it's on me" "No, I'll make my own money like I did in Italy" he lifted my chin
"Then we have to break up" he said Huh? "Fine" I said sitting up he turned around placing his arm around my stomach pulling me back down
"No, I was joking" Not facing him I spoke "I'm breaking up let me get changed"
Want to play like that game on Koa He tightly squeezed me to not let me go "no" I sighed "you're going to hold me hostage now"
"Yes" "Childish" I said then biting his arm he released me I got up grabbing a new pair of clothes fixing my hair
And going to the door but he blocked it "Madrigal I was only teasing you" I crossed my arms
