(as of Dec 08,2018 15:24:31 UTC – Details)
Gutsy and stubborn 24 year old Trinity Parker is more than thrilled when she lands a job in a top New York fashion store, crunching numbers in the back office. As luck would have it, it’s on her first day there that she ends up heroically foiling a robbery. Or so she thinks.
The man she thought was stealing, Dimitri DuPont, a handsome and rich distinguished gentleman, insists Trinity apologizes to him for her assumptions. In fact, he demands more.
Dimitri is a man one cannot say no to. So she doesn’t. She succumbs.
Soon, her life becomes a tangled web full of lies and deceit and Dimitri DuPont, the one person who’s been there through it all, takes her out of her comfort zone and leads her on a voyage of discovery.
Will he be the anchor that she needs or the catalyst that blows her world apart?
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“This looks delicious!” he murmurs as he takes the oyster to his lips, slurping it slowly. As he does, his eyes land on me and, my heart stops beating. “I love how they feel in my mouth.”
Why does he have to look at me like that? Without an ounce of shame? Or is it just me? I'm frozen in place, entranced by him again, working with the small fork in one hand and the oyster in the other, separating the flesh from its shell. Then he picks up the cut lemon, squeezes the juice over it and moves it to his lips. But this time he knows I’m watching him; he looks at me just as he slurps the oyster. His tongue slowly swirls around it and… now I’m trembling. I blink rapidly a few times, my eyes landing on the oysters in front of me, and I bite my lip. This is not happening.
“Is everything okay?”
“Um, yes, everything is fine. I’m sorry. I thought I had something in my eye.” Fuck, I’m not going to get through this. “All fine now.”
I take the small fork lying on the table in front of me, pick up an oyster in the palm of my hand and start separating the meat from its shell. I’ve done this hundreds of times before, and yet, right now I feel so nervous. I successfully finish the task at hand and now all I have to do is eat it. Well, swallow it. Fuck, even that word makes me think of sex. I lick my lips before I tip the oyster toward my open mouth, desperately trying to ignore everything around me when I notice out of the corner of my eye Dimitri has stopped moving. I glance in his direction at the exact moment the oyster slides inside my mouth and see him, fully immersed in what I’m doing; his lips are parted and he swallows at the same time I do. Fuck. He may as well have just undressed me right now.
[Recommended for readers 18+ due to sexual references and sex scenes]