around him was when Ursula was with him.
November was at a close, and December looked to be an even crazier month
than the one before. Ursula was determined to get him in the festive mood. He,
personally, hadn’t celebrated Christmas since his parents passed away. There
were times he wondered why he’d stopped living because of the lack of his
parents’ presence.
In the event of the spirit he invited the few members of the club to his
home for drinks. James couldn’t make it as Ravage was undergoing some staffing
problems. Another note had arrived with the same threat. Neither of them could
go to the police. If they went to the police they would have to give them
access to their clubs, which defeated everything they’d been told by their
fathers.
He watched Ursula getting ready. The red dress she wore moulded against
her curves, making his cock ache. She truly was a sensational beauty and the
woman who owned his heart. His doubts were still in place about the whole
possessive feeling, but he knew he loved her. She conversed and fought with him
on a daily basis, and the sex was more fiery than
anything he’d ever experienced.
“Why did we have to invite my friends for drinks?” he asked.
“This is not just your friends but your board of directors. You own
several companies, Mr. Knox, and you asked me before I became your girlfriend
to organise this little get-together.” She walked to the bed showing him her
back. “Zip me, please.”
Instead of zipping up her dress, he pressed his hands inside the dress,
kissing her neck as she moaned.
“You’re not playing fair.”
“We can ignore the door, and I’ll make it worth your while.” He tried to
tempt her. Her hair lay in spiral curls down her back. He loved her hair like
this. She looked absolutely stunning, and he’d paid for her to have her hair
done. Stephen had to force her to accept his gifts. He wanted her to have
everything.
He reached up in the front of the dress, cupping her bra-covered tits.
“We can’t,” she said.
“Yes, we can.” He pushed the dress off her shoulders exposing her creamy
shoulders for him to kiss. Her eyes closed as she leaned back against him.
Stephen stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked so beautiful
in his arms, her body so open for him to give her pleasure.
She caught his hands. “I spent weeks organising this. Please, I’ll make
it worth your while if you go down
and host this party together.”
He sighed and gave in. There was no way he could refuse the pleading
look in her eyes. “I’ve got a gift that I want you to wear.”
“I’ve told you not to buy me gifts, Stephen.”
“I wanted to.” He pulled the dress back into place then zipped the back.
He didn’t want to zip her up. “You’ll take the gift.”
She didn’t argue. Stephen gave her a quick fleeting kiss before going to
his jacket. He pulled out the small square box. After taking her to the college
campus on Monday, he’d gone into the city and purchased several pieces of
expensive jewellery. The moment he saw the ring he was about to give her, he
knew it would look perfect on her. He needed to put something on her so other
men would know who she belonged to.
“Wear this for me.” He sat on the edge of the bed with the box resting
on his palm.
“Stephen?” She sounded nervous.
“It’s not a wedding ring. This is just a token of my affection.”
Her hand trembled as she took the box from him. She opened the lid, and
he heard her gasp.
“Stephen.” His name came out in a breathless sigh. “It’s beautiful. You
don’t have to buy me any gift.”
He waved his hand at her comment. There was so much more he wanted to
say to her. Stephen took the box from her hands, took the ring out of the slit,
and slid the delicate diamond ring on her finger. He made sure to linger a
little. The token of his affection and the mark of his ownership was on her. He moved to her jewellery box and removed the
golden necklace from
November was at a close, and December looked to be an even crazier month
than the one before. Ursula was determined to get him in the festive mood. He,
personally, hadn’t celebrated Christmas since his parents passed away. There
were times he wondered why he’d stopped living because of the lack of his
parents’ presence.
In the event of the spirit he invited the few members of the club to his
home for drinks. James couldn’t make it as Ravage was undergoing some staffing
problems. Another note had arrived with the same threat. Neither of them could
go to the police. If they went to the police they would have to give them
access to their clubs, which defeated everything they’d been told by their
fathers.
He watched Ursula getting ready. The red dress she wore moulded against
her curves, making his cock ache. She truly was a sensational beauty and the
woman who owned his heart. His doubts were still in place about the whole
possessive feeling, but he knew he loved her. She conversed and fought with him
on a daily basis, and the sex was more fiery than
anything he’d ever experienced.
“Why did we have to invite my friends for drinks?” he asked.
“This is not just your friends but your board of directors. You own
several companies, Mr. Knox, and you asked me before I became your girlfriend
to organise this little get-together.” She walked to the bed showing him her
back. “Zip me, please.”
Instead of zipping up her dress, he pressed his hands inside the dress,
kissing her neck as she moaned.
“You’re not playing fair.”
“We can ignore the door, and I’ll make it worth your while.” He tried to
tempt her. Her hair lay in spiral curls down her back. He loved her hair like
this. She looked absolutely stunning, and he’d paid for her to have her hair
done. Stephen had to force her to accept his gifts. He wanted her to have
everything.
He reached up in the front of the dress, cupping her bra-covered tits.
“We can’t,” she said.
“Yes, we can.” He pushed the dress off her shoulders exposing her creamy
shoulders for him to kiss. Her eyes closed as she leaned back against him.
Stephen stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked so beautiful
in his arms, her body so open for him to give her pleasure.
She caught his hands. “I spent weeks organising this. Please, I’ll make
it worth your while if you go down
and host this party together.”
He sighed and gave in. There was no way he could refuse the pleading
look in her eyes. “I’ve got a gift that I want you to wear.”
“I’ve told you not to buy me gifts, Stephen.”
“I wanted to.” He pulled the dress back into place then zipped the back.
He didn’t want to zip her up. “You’ll take the gift.”
She didn’t argue. Stephen gave her a quick fleeting kiss before going to
his jacket. He pulled out the small square box. After taking her to the college
campus on Monday, he’d gone into the city and purchased several pieces of
expensive jewellery. The moment he saw the ring he was about to give her, he
knew it would look perfect on her. He needed to put something on her so other
men would know who she belonged to.
“Wear this for me.” He sat on the edge of the bed with the box resting
on his palm.
“Stephen?” She sounded nervous.
“It’s not a wedding ring. This is just a token of my affection.”
Her hand trembled as she took the box from him. She opened the lid, and
he heard her gasp.
“Stephen.” His name came out in a breathless sigh. “It’s beautiful. You
don’t have to buy me any gift.”
He waved his hand at her comment. There was so much more he wanted to
say to her. Stephen took the box from her hands, took the ring out of the slit,
and slid the delicate diamond ring on her finger. He made sure to linger a
little. The token of his affection and the mark of his ownership was on her. He moved to her jewellery box and removed the
golden necklace from
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