"I want to do things to you. Things only a man can do to a woman." he breathed on her neck. "I want to touch you in places that will make your toes curl. I want to have your body pinned under me in my bed. I want to pleasure you until the only thing you can think of is my name. I want to rake my hands all over your naked body and have you beg me for more. I want to hear you chant my name like a spell Allison. That is what I want to do to you."

He finally pulled away and looked at her face. He smiled at her flushed and dumbstruck expression. Her lips parted like she is going to say something but no word left her lips. She opened her mouth again and closed it.

"Breath." he said to her

"Wh...you ... how...I". She closed her mouth again not knowing what to say.


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A man who is used to getting whatever he wants, he lacks nothing; women, power, money, fame.
Promiscuous and unfeeling, he will do anything to get what he wants

Allison's only sister has been recently diagnosed of leukemia and a lot of money is needed for her treatment or she might die. Out of desperation,  Allison finds herself in the office of the cold CEO seeking for a high paying job as one of his employees but the CEO has another job for her.

Will he take pity on her?
Will he make her do something against her will?
Will she go any length to save her sister?

Trapped in her love

Calvin brought a doctor to the house to check if Allison is pregnant as he promised her the previous day. The both of them were on their toes the whole time as the doctor took her blood. After a while, he asked them to leave so as to run some tests on the blood. 


Calvin took his wife to the living room. They sat down on the couch in silence, doing nothing in particular. Just waiting impatiently. Time seemed to move slowly, and the couple didn't have the zeal to do any other thing. 


Finally, the doctor came out, and they didn't know when they rose to their feet. 


"Congratulations Mr and Mrs Bruce." The doctor said with a smile, then he turned to Allison. "You are three weeks gone." 


Grandma