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“You say that every time,” I muttered. He raised his brow, and I sighed, swallowing. “And you’re right. Obviously. But then another problem pops up, and the cycle continues.”
“Life is hard,” James said, his tone just a tiny bit cold there. At my frown, he gave a sheepish grin. “What? You and I both know more than most that it is. The important thing is that our family is safe here in the compound. The kids are happy and will have great lives. We’ll protect them.”
On that thought, I smiled a bit, relaxing in James’s arms just a touch. I closed my eyes, thinking things through and letting James calm me down. At this point, listening to him may have been best for my sanity. I took several deep breaths, feeling some of the tension leave my body.
Then, I said, “How did she get to Italy? And how did she know we were at the restaurant?”
“I suspect the Cartwrights for that first question,” James said, shaking his head. “They seem to know everything about us. The moment we left, the Stepford wives probably let them know. They have it out for us. As for the second question, could be any number of people that want our heads on a silver platter.”
I nodded, giving a sour look to the idea of the Cartwrights. Those evil bastards would be behind something like this, yeah. They were, no doubt, still a problem. I remembered the ‘This isn’t over’ from them as we were leaving court. They were all the way in New York, now, though.
After a pause, James said into my ear, “How about I treat you a bit. A bath. Hmm? Then we can have some fun in the bedroom. That’ll take your mind off of things. I checked with Sophia. She put the kids to bed. They’re all fed and happy.”
That warmed my heart, of course, and James’s words caused my stomach to twist in excitement. His suggestion was a tantalizing one that, at this point, I needed to take. I nodded, causing him to put me aside and squeeze my shoulder. He went off to start the bath.
I reached up and rubbed my temples, telling myself that, in the end, things would work out. They had to work out. James was right; we got through two far bigger problems that were after us, Allison shouldn’t be so hard.
When James called me into the bathroom, I got up and stretched. Then, I strolled in, struck by the scent of strong floral soaps that were incredibly pleasant. Both my muscles and nerves relaxed, especially as my eyes fell on James.
He was in the bath already. The family compound had a jacuzzi bath, so there would be plenty of room for both of us. This was exactly what the doctor ordered. I smiled at him, my face flushing as I got closer. He was covered in bubbles, but I could make out his form a little.
“Water’s fine,” James said, holding up a loofa and waving it a bit. I nodded, removing my clothes and tossing them into the hamper. Making sure I had a towel set up, I began to lower myself into the bath on top of him. My body shuddered at the feeling of hot water.
It felt wonderful, exactly what I needed, to be honest.
I let out a sigh as I lowered myself completely on top of James, closing my eyes and leaning my head back onto his shoulder. His fingers ran over my body, sending shivers through me as they brushed over sensitive areas.
I was still adjusting to the water, and he was hitting me with these powerful sensations! Damn him. I blushed harder, wiggling on him a bit. My ass brushed his c*ck, something I discovered was as hard as a rock. I was definitely riding the Stallion tonight.
James said into my ear, “Let’s wash you up. Wouldn’t want you to be dirty, would we?”
“Not entirely true,” I breathed in response. “I think you want me very dirty, James.”
“Threatening me with a good time, baby?” the man replied, giving a low chuckle. He applied some soap to the loofa and began to run it over my body, scrubbing me up slowly. When he got to the sensitive flesh between my thighs, I let out a groan.
Especially as his thumb began to play with my cl*t, forcing my arousal to skyrocket. As he washed me, and I laid there against his chest, the warm water lapping over me, I squirmed a bit and let out a low whimper.
“What’s the matter?” James asked innocently. “So excited over something as simple as being washed. One may say something’s on your mind.”
“Maybe,” I said innocently, closing my eyes and letting out a gasp as he used his other hand to circle around my chest and squeeze my breast. He proceeded to massage my nipple, causing me to let out a moan.
Feelings of bliss surged through me as he continued to feel me up, forcing me to arch my back and angle over his hard c*ck. James, the devil, moved away before I could impale myself, tsking into my ear.
“I want to play a bit before you get satisfaction,” the man said, causing me to moan in frustration. He leaned down to my neck and began kissing it. I closed my eyes, squirming again and just wanting him inside of me.
Then, he took a bit of my skin with his teeth and began to suck at a patch of it on my neck. I let out a whimper as he gave me a hickey. More pleasure shot through me as my arousal increased even more. I needed him in me now.
While he distracted himself by giving me the hickey, I moved my body again to angle properly, reached down, grabbed his c*ck, and directed it to fill me up entirely. My body jolted, and James let out a soft groan into my neck.
He let go of his hickey, panting, “That’s it, baby. Ride me.”
I obliged, moving my hips so that I could continue to direct him to impale me over and over. He hit all the sensitive spots within me. My inner muscles massaged his c*ck, squeezing it lovingly. For his part, he was holding out on his pleasure just for me.
I could tell he was having a hard time, no pun intended. Moaning and groaning were all I could hear from the man as he moved on to kissing up and down my neck and shoulder, sending dazzling shocks through me as I was f*cked in the bath.
James reached down and squeezed my ass, testing things out and digging his nails into it. The sensation of pain had me reeling with even more pleasure, and I breathed out, “More.” He dug his nails in even harder, causing me to gasp and moan.
That did it. My first release caused my body to explode into ecstasy, my world rocked entirely, filled up completely by James. I rode him harder, and soon he let go of my ass just to dig his nails into my hips. This worked for him twofold.
Not only did it give me more delicious pain to work with, but James was able to get me to ride him even harder. Tears sprung into my eyes at the continued pleasure, my moans and cries growing sharper and sharper as pleasure washed over me again and again.
He filled and stretched me with no remorse, ravaging me in all the ways I wanted. James kept going deeper and deeper, faster and faster, and eventually, a particularly violent orgasm ripped through me. The searing pleasure that clenched all of my muscles was unbearably wonderful.
At that moment, I felt him throb within me and knew he was giving in to his own pleasure. James let out a snarling noise into my ear as he climaxed, his warm seed filling me just as his c*ck had. I loved that feeling and licked my lips, relaxing as he remained in me for a touch.
Eventually, he withdrew, repositioning so that I was still sitting on top of him, but also leaning forward. From there, his hands rested on my shoulders and began to massage. The afterglow emanated from me, a powerful, relaxing feeling that I adored.
“How are you feeling?” James whispered into my ear. I closed my eyes, a very happy grin spreading across my face. After basking in the feeling for a few seconds more, I responded.
“Wonderful. Thank you, James. Let’s carry on in the bedroom now. I think you’ll need to distract me from this new problem for the rest of the night,” I said.
“Gladly,” James promised, leaning down to give me a kiss on the cheek and wrapping his arms around me.
Allison may be back, but James did a great job of assuring me we’d be able to handle her. That’s all I could lean on for now.
Becca.
“Oh, Becca, trust me, she’s a doll, she’s wonderful,” Sophia said to me, giving me a bright smile. At the moment, we were sitting at a diner, sipping coffee and discussing things. There was dim lighting above us, not that they needed to be any brighter given the sun was out.
James was taking a day to spend with the kids while Sophia and I went out shopping and discussing her new find. Last night had been a wonderful distraction from Allison, but she was admittedly on the back of my mind at all times now.
I refocused, looking at Sophia with a careful smile. “That’s good,” I said, thinking things through. She was telling me about a lady she’d met at the market months ago and became friends with. Unfortunately, Sophia’s break had to end soon, and she’d need to go back to running her business.
I’d need to make a decision, but after the last two problems, particularly Layla, I was having a hard time caving to the idea of a new nanny. I said, “You have a good sense of character, so I believe you, but I don’t know yet.”
“When you do meet her, you’ll know!” Sophia said, smiling brightly. “She is wonderful with kids. She’s a middle-aged woman with only adult children now. We talk over tea a lot, and I mentioned knowing someone looking for a stay-at-home nanny. She seemed very excited.”
“I suppose,” I said, reaching up to rub the back of my neck. Soon, a sandwich was placed in front of me, something I grabbed for eagerly and began to munch at. Now, my stomach wouldn’t be as relentless with annoying clawing hunger, and I could focus.
“I know you’re hesitant, dear, but you deserve YOU time, as does James. You two are very busy people! Will you have the time to watch the kids at every waking moment?” she asked, causing me to slowly shake my head.
“I won’t,” I confessed, thinking through my many plans for the future. I needed elbow room, and a nanny had always given me that. The best plan was to hear her out. Certainly, I was starting to cave, and I let out a sigh.
“Alright. When would I be able to meet her? Can she come talk with us now?” I asked.
“I was hoping you’d suggest that!” Sophia laughed. “I had her keep her schedule clear for today in case you’d be open to it. I can have her be here in ten minutes. How does that sound?”
“Sounds like a plan,” I said, finishing up my sandwich in several bites and lapsing into chatter with Sophia in the meantime. I had a few things on my mind, one of them being charity. “You work with charity groups through your own business, right? Don’t you have several projects?”
She nodded, raising a brow curiously. “I do!” she said, her voice dripping with happiness. “Beyond that, I make sure what I sell is sustainable and ethical. They’re expensive, but for a good reason.”
“That makes sense,” I muttered. Then, I explained my concerns about the ‘savior complex,’ and what she thought about that. As she listened, she nodded, a smile widening on her face. She took a sip of her tea, contemplating a response before speaking.
“What a dilemma! The fact that you’re thinking about these things is very important, Becca. Actually, the leather I use for my handbags is from families who work with the leather directly in various countries with many less fortunate people.”
