LOGINLisa's POV "Y.o.u.. Crazy... Motherfucker!" I cried as he banged into me and spanked me again. I had never thought fvcking would feel so good, this isn't my fvcking first time, this isn't the first time I'm getting fucked but I feel like it's my first and I want him to be my last. "Please faster!" I begged, feeling my cum overwhelming me and he spanked me harder."I love it so bad when your sweet cunt clenched around my dick." My eyes slide shut momentarily, even his words have ways of turning my inside into mush. With each of his strikes, my pussy clenched around him and my fingers dug into his chest, creating marks that would remind him of our sin later. I take him deeper and I cum around his dick again when he slams into my G-spot. "Ahhh!" I screamed and my nails scraped his chest."That's like a good girl, just like that, I want all of it." He muttered as I cum, he suddenly flipped us, my back hitting the soft mattress and he rises above me in all majesty, "What... What the
Lisa's POV I began to take him in and I made him watch me as I slowly took his dick inside me. Breathing became hard as he tore through me, inch by inch. It felt so warm as he filled my center, overwhelming my body with his cock. "Oh, princess." He moaned and a whimper left my mouth as his dick settled in me fully. Gosh! I could explode now and I'll have no regrets. His cock split me and made room for itself in me. "Fuck, sweetheart! When was the last time you had sex?!" He asked in a hoarse voice, his dick making room for itself. I wanted to talk, to scream at him and tell him that I was in his son's bed just six weeks ago, but the words died in my throat. I couldn't speak because it was completely pointless. I had been in Christopher’s bed for five years, but absolutely nothing compared to the raw, consuming madness happening right now. Vincent is a beast. He takes control of my body exactly the way I’ve always secretly craved, and I will forever regret ever letting any other m
Lisa's POV I forced my eyes open, the sheer heat of Vincent's closeness dizzying me. One minute I was flat on the living room couch, completely bare, arched and aching with the hard press of Vincent’s cock right against my entrance about to thrust in—and the next, the bastard suddenly pulled back.He didn't plunge in. Instead, he shifted his weight, hovering over me like an absolute tyrant, and held his massive, throbbing cock right in front of my face. He stared down at me with a dark, mocking glint in his eyes, demanding that I beg for it.God, he really did that. He wanted me brought to my absolute knees before he gave me a single drop of relief.I hissed through my teeth, my hips jerking upward in pure frustration as I tried to force myself onto him. But Vincent was too quick, too strong. He pulled his cock completely out of my reach and slid his large hand up to grip my throat, pinning my head back against the couch and choking me gently. His grip wasn't tight enough to ch
Lisa's POV Vincent's hands flew across my body, his fingers digging into my hips, trailing up my spine, and anchoring his grip into my hair to hold me still against the onslaught of his mouth.My breath was completely stolen from me. I was utterly breathless, my heart hammering against my ribs as my hands automatically flew up to find his neck. I wrapped both of my arms tightly around his neck, pulling myself closer into his heat. His massive weight crashed against me, pressing his entire broad frame tightly against my body, pinning me completely between his chest and the solid wall behind me.Vincent pulled his mouth away for a mere second, his ragged breath fanning hot against my flushed skin. He looked down at me, his eyes wild, dark, and intense as they pierced straight into mine. Then he said;“You have no idea how long I've waited for this day, Lisa,” he panted, his grip tightening on my waist.I breathed heavily, my chest rising and falling rapidly against his. A small, di
Lisa's POV The smooth black car slowly drove into the large driveway of the Storm mansion. Outside the compound, two guards were already waiting to open the doors for us.They opened both doors at the same time, and Vincent and I stepped out together. We did not say anything as we entered the house together. The moment we stepped into the living room, I felt how tired I was and dropped onto the leather couch with a long sigh.Vincent walked in after me, but he suddenly stopped when he saw me. I looked up at him, and our eyes met in the quiet room.Taking advantage of the quiet moment, I decided to finally ask the question that had been lingering in my mind ever since the ballroom screens went wild and Christopher's nude suddenly started playing across the large hall.“Was that your doing?” I asked, my voice cutting through the quiet.Vincent, still carrying that funny, nonchalant attitude of his, raised a brow very casually. He didn't answer right away. Instead, he unbuttoned his
Duncan's POVThe night was quiet and dark.By midnight, the living room was completely dark.Christopher and I were asleep on the couch. Completely naked.He was sleeping deeply beside me, like he didn’t know anything was happening around him.His head was resting loosely against my bare chest, his breathing even and heavy, occasionally snoring softly as his body finally rested from the trauma of the night.Then, a sudden buzz broke the silence.My phone, resting on the side table right next to the sofa, vibrated sharply against the wood.I blinked against the darkness, stretching my arm out carefully so I wouldn't disturb Christopher. I grabbed the phone, bringing the bright screen to my face, and unlocked it. My brows pulled together in surprise when I saw the name on the screen.It was a text message from Clara.“Where are you?” She texted me.Before I could even think of a reply, another message popped up right under it.“I'm alone. Can you come? I need someone to talk to.”I st
Vincent's POV I sat on the couch long after Marcos had left, slowly swirling the last of my wine in silence.Then Bella’s name came back to me.I let it settle in my mind, letting the memories attached to it rise and fade without any particular emotion. Because the truth about Bella—the real truth
Vincent's POV Marcos stood just inside the room, posture rigid, as if careful not to aggravate the punishment he had already received.“Can they come in?” he asked quietly, still standing cautiously at the doorway, his voice low and respectful.“Yes,” I replied without any pause or hesitation, “Le
Vincent's POV The two maids were shaking so badly that I was beginning to wonder if either of them would manage to get the words out. Their terrified eyes darted from each other to me and back again, as though each was desperately hoping the other would speak first. The silence stretched painful
Vincent's POV I poured myself more wine and remained seated in silence in the living room when suddenly my phone buzzed on the cushion beside me.I glanced at the screen. The contact name read: The Gravedigger.I picked it up and opened the message immediately.There it was. A video of Christophe







