eyes.
She’s beautiful , Brian thought, but she’ll never be Carla .
Sarah cast a glance at her digital alarm clock and noticed that it was well past three in the morning. “Jesus,” she said, hurrying out of bed and standing gloriously naked in the light of the moon. “I have to be at work again in two hours! Onella is going to murder me.” Sarah walked to her chest of drawers and began selecting clothes for the day.
“Why?” Brian asked lazily, hardly paying attention.
“Oh, we’re so behind. She just got back from dropping Carla off at her brother’s in Greece and we’ve got a million things to do before the cover shoot for Vogue—”
“Carla?” Brian asked, sitting up. Sarah, in all her naked beauty, furrowed her brow at him as she fastened a small pair of earrings on her lobes.
“You didn’t hear? Your ex-girl is a nanny for Onella’s billionaire brother. Heard he’s quite a looker, too. My God, what a family. To have all that money . . .” She trailed off, wrapping a robe around her curvaceous body.
A Greek billionaire? Brian thought, his head spinning. Goddammit .
Sarah turned, just outside the bathroom door.
“I’m going to shower off; I smell like sex. Care to join me?” She crooked one finger at Brian, and the jolt of anticipation he felt shudder through him answered the question. But even as Sarah lowered the bathrobe past her exquisite shoulders, letting it slide past her breasts and over her ample hips, Brian could only think of Carla.
Sarah can’t know that I’m only sleeping with her for information , he thought. Might as well get my time’s worth out of her while I can .
He followed her eagerly into the bathroom where Sarah ran the water until it was steaming up the mirrors. Stepping into the stream, Sarah cupped her breasts in her hands and let the water dance across her nipples until they hardened. Brian groaned, his hand stroking his length in preparation for Sarah.
She gazed down as he rubbed himself. “Still like what you see, do you?” She breathed against him, playfully biting his lower lip. Brian made a primal noise of lust.
“Shut up and come for me.” He turned her about and pushed her against the shower wall, her breasts pressed against the tile. He roughly grabbed her leg and placed it on the rim of the bathtub, barely giving her a moment to brace herself as he entered her suddenly and in one thrust. He entered her with reckless abandon, the sound of her wet sex being pounded over and over again mixing with the relentless fall of water from the showerhead. His fingers found her clit and rubbed, and Sarah screamed as she came, shuddering and tightening around him. After Brian’s final groan of release, they collapsed to the shower floor, sated.
Not bad for my rebound girl.
That morning, Brian kissed Sarah on the cheek, hopped in a cab, and boarded his flight to Greece.
*****
Chapter 3
Atreus saw to it that his marriage to Serene was swiftly ended, the divorce finalized in court as the judge decided to whom he would grant custody of Dios.
“Serene Kostas, I see you have not asked for custody of your child?” The judge peered over his glasses at Serene, who shot back a remarkably dirty look.
“No, Your Honor, I do not want custody of the child.”
“Very well, I hereby award custody of the minor Dios Kostas to his father, Atreus Kostas,” the judge responded. Serene sighed in relief, but stopped when the judge continued. “But, I also hereby issue a restraining order forbidding you, Serene Kostas, from visiting the residence of Atreus Kostas and from seeing the minor, Dios Kostas. If you breach this order, you will be arrested, followed by charges leveled against you with a minimum jail sentence of five years.” And with that, the case was closed. Atreus smiled and nodded to the judge in a silent expression of gratitude. Fuming, Serene scarcely looked at her ex-husband as she stormed from the courtroom.
When he
She’s beautiful , Brian thought, but she’ll never be Carla .
Sarah cast a glance at her digital alarm clock and noticed that it was well past three in the morning. “Jesus,” she said, hurrying out of bed and standing gloriously naked in the light of the moon. “I have to be at work again in two hours! Onella is going to murder me.” Sarah walked to her chest of drawers and began selecting clothes for the day.
“Why?” Brian asked lazily, hardly paying attention.
“Oh, we’re so behind. She just got back from dropping Carla off at her brother’s in Greece and we’ve got a million things to do before the cover shoot for Vogue—”
“Carla?” Brian asked, sitting up. Sarah, in all her naked beauty, furrowed her brow at him as she fastened a small pair of earrings on her lobes.
“You didn’t hear? Your ex-girl is a nanny for Onella’s billionaire brother. Heard he’s quite a looker, too. My God, what a family. To have all that money . . .” She trailed off, wrapping a robe around her curvaceous body.
A Greek billionaire? Brian thought, his head spinning. Goddammit .
Sarah turned, just outside the bathroom door.
“I’m going to shower off; I smell like sex. Care to join me?” She crooked one finger at Brian, and the jolt of anticipation he felt shudder through him answered the question. But even as Sarah lowered the bathrobe past her exquisite shoulders, letting it slide past her breasts and over her ample hips, Brian could only think of Carla.
Sarah can’t know that I’m only sleeping with her for information , he thought. Might as well get my time’s worth out of her while I can .
He followed her eagerly into the bathroom where Sarah ran the water until it was steaming up the mirrors. Stepping into the stream, Sarah cupped her breasts in her hands and let the water dance across her nipples until they hardened. Brian groaned, his hand stroking his length in preparation for Sarah.
She gazed down as he rubbed himself. “Still like what you see, do you?” She breathed against him, playfully biting his lower lip. Brian made a primal noise of lust.
“Shut up and come for me.” He turned her about and pushed her against the shower wall, her breasts pressed against the tile. He roughly grabbed her leg and placed it on the rim of the bathtub, barely giving her a moment to brace herself as he entered her suddenly and in one thrust. He entered her with reckless abandon, the sound of her wet sex being pounded over and over again mixing with the relentless fall of water from the showerhead. His fingers found her clit and rubbed, and Sarah screamed as she came, shuddering and tightening around him. After Brian’s final groan of release, they collapsed to the shower floor, sated.
Not bad for my rebound girl.
That morning, Brian kissed Sarah on the cheek, hopped in a cab, and boarded his flight to Greece.
*****
Chapter 3
Atreus saw to it that his marriage to Serene was swiftly ended, the divorce finalized in court as the judge decided to whom he would grant custody of Dios.
“Serene Kostas, I see you have not asked for custody of your child?” The judge peered over his glasses at Serene, who shot back a remarkably dirty look.
“No, Your Honor, I do not want custody of the child.”
“Very well, I hereby award custody of the minor Dios Kostas to his father, Atreus Kostas,” the judge responded. Serene sighed in relief, but stopped when the judge continued. “But, I also hereby issue a restraining order forbidding you, Serene Kostas, from visiting the residence of Atreus Kostas and from seeing the minor, Dios Kostas. If you breach this order, you will be arrested, followed by charges leveled against you with a minimum jail sentence of five years.” And with that, the case was closed. Atreus smiled and nodded to the judge in a silent expression of gratitude. Fuming, Serene scarcely looked at her ex-husband as she stormed from the courtroom.
When he
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