Jon," she moaned.
I resumed kissing and biting the soft spots on her neck, taking her moan as an encouragement. Her hands traced up my forearm to my neck, inviting my lips towards her over size D breasts.
I never turned down an invitation.
Melissa was perched on my lap, her legs on either side of me and her back pressed against the back of my desk. Her body radiated a scent of roses, which was a huge turn on. I gripped her buttcheeks and squeezed them tightly, earning another moan. She brought herself to my neck and licked it all the way up to my ear, tightening every single muscle in my body.
I took a sharp breath before capturing her bright red lips with mine. Our tongues played with each other like little children who had just gotten …show more content…
He was controlling his anger in front of mine and his assistants. I shook my head at him. "You will live with thirty woman in a house full of cameras. From those thirty, you will choose one as your bride. Since the Bachelor is a TV show and you 'll be in cameras all the time, it 'll give you and I both to repair our family 's reputation. Am I making sense, now?"
"No." He wasn 't making an ounce of sense. "You 're practically disowning me if I don 't marry a chic at some Big Brother type show?"
"Yes," he smiled triumphantly.
"That 's mad!" I said furiously. "I 'm not even thirty yet. You can 't do this to me. Mom said she won 't pressure me into marriage until I 'm well established--"
"Your mother 's in London and I still have the power of attorney over the company," dad said smoothly. Of course he did. I hadn 't even been in the company for over a month. The legal procedures hadn 't been processed yet. Dad wanted to find every fault in me so he could hand over the business to my cousin. I could never allow for that to happen to me. "Are you doing the show or not?"
"Do I have another choice?" I asked.
"None whatsoever," dad said. He looked extremely satisfied. Stupid Melinda--or was it Melissa?--threw me into this
I resumed kissing and biting the soft spots on her neck, taking her moan as an encouragement. Her hands traced up my forearm to my neck, inviting my lips towards her over size D breasts.
I never turned down an invitation.
Melissa was perched on my lap, her legs on either side of me and her back pressed against the back of my desk. Her body radiated a scent of roses, which was a huge turn on. I gripped her buttcheeks and squeezed them tightly, earning another moan. She brought herself to my neck and licked it all the way up to my ear, tightening every single muscle in my body.
I took a sharp breath before capturing her bright red lips with mine. Our tongues played with each other like little children who had just gotten …show more content…
He was controlling his anger in front of mine and his assistants. I shook my head at him. "You will live with thirty woman in a house full of cameras. From those thirty, you will choose one as your bride. Since the Bachelor is a TV show and you 'll be in cameras all the time, it 'll give you and I both to repair our family 's reputation. Am I making sense, now?"
"No." He wasn 't making an ounce of sense. "You 're practically disowning me if I don 't marry a chic at some Big Brother type show?"
"Yes," he smiled triumphantly.
"That 's mad!" I said furiously. "I 'm not even thirty yet. You can 't do this to me. Mom said she won 't pressure me into marriage until I 'm well established--"
"Your mother 's in London and I still have the power of attorney over the company," dad said smoothly. Of course he did. I hadn 't even been in the company for over a month. The legal procedures hadn 't been processed yet. Dad wanted to find every fault in me so he could hand over the business to my cousin. I could never allow for that to happen to me. "Are you doing the show or not?"
"Do I have another choice?" I asked.
"None whatsoever," dad said. He looked extremely satisfied. Stupid Melinda--or was it Melissa?--threw me into this