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Painfully Exhausted
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2026-06-07 14:17:29
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Two Times Mrs Weston Eleanor Vance
XAVIER'S POV She held the edge of my towel, her fingers curling around the fabric.“Aria.” I grabbed her hands gently. “You don't have to…”The towel dropped to the floor before I could finish.She stared down at my hard length, her eyes wide. Then slowly, she wrapped her hand around me, stroking slowly from base to tip.“Fuck, Aria.” My head fell back.She dipped her head and took me into her mouth. Her lips closed around the tip, sucking gently as her tongue traced the underside of my shaft. “Just like that, baby.” I breathed, running my hand through her hair. “You're taking me so well.”Her eyes stayed locked on mine, hands rubbed slowly down to my balls.She looked so good on her knees.My wife. My beautiful, fierce wife, with her mouth full of my cock.I threaded my fingers through her hair and guided her slowly. Then I picked up my pace and fucked her mouth, watching her take me deeper with each thrust.She moaned and tightened her grip on my thighs.“You like that, baby?” My
Two Times Mrs Weston My Little Aria
XAVIER'S POVIt had been a while since Reed left, but Aria hadn't said a word since she saw that news about Dean.The plan was to go check on her after taking a shower, but I stepped out of the bathroom and froze.She was sitting on my bed.Her eyes were locked on me, those blue eyes that had a way of seeing through every wall I built. She was wearing one of my shirts, too big it slipped off her shoulder, and her bare feet dangled over the edge of the bed.I walked to the closet, grabbed a pair of slippers, and placed them beneath her feet.“It's cold, Aria.” I knelt in front of her. “You shouldn't walk around barefoot.”“Will he go to prison?” She blurted out so suddenly it took me a second to catch on to what she meant. So that's what this was about.“That's your first question?” I stood and crossed my arms. “You're not going to ask why I did it?”“Answer the question, Xavier.” Her voice was steady. “Will Dean go to prison?”“Yes.” My jaw tightened. “And I plan on keeping him there
Two Times Mrs Weston That Grumpy Man
ARIA'S POVSleep had to be the one thing I could do for hours without getting tired of. It was only after a maid woke me up for lunch that I found out I'd slept for ten hours straight. Ten hours. I couldn't remember the last time my body had felt that peaceful, that completely disconnected from the chaos of the world.“Ugh!” The bed smelled like Xavier. I buried my face in his pillow for a moment before finally dragging myself upright.Out of boredom, I played games on my phone, watched two movies I'd already seen, and did laundry I wasn't allowed to do.Now I was sitting across from the maids in the kitchen with a bag of chips, chatting away while they made dinner. Xavier had chosen to leave the house for work without informing me. I'd woken up to an empty bed and a cold pillow, so I figured I might as well make myself useful.Or at least entertained.“So you're Betty, Sophia, Daniella, Celine, and Ashley.” I pointed at each of them in turn. “Correct?”They all nodded, excitement glo
Two Times Mrs Weston Bradley Peterson
XAVIER'S POV The door to my office flew open without warning.“Reed, are you out of your damn mind?” I snapped, rising from my chair.“I'm sorry, sir, but you need to see this.”He crossed the room in long strides and held a tablet inches from my face. The look in his eyes was enough to extinguish the rest of my anger.Something was wrong.Reed adjusted his glasses as he leaned closer to me. “A reporter from Vanguard has been working with Dean the whole time. Way before Mrs Weston got arrested.”I looked up from the tablet. “What?”“Bradley Peterson,” Reed said, handing me his tablet. “Veteran reporter at Vanguard Media and one of their most recognizable faces. He's been with the company for nearly a decade.”I raised a brow. “And?”“The problem is, this isn't the first time the reporter crossed the line. He publicly harassed Mrs. Weston when she was brought to the precinct.”I gasped. “Are you kidding me right now?”He scrolled through and played the recording.My fist clenched ben
Two Times Mrs Weston Strip For Me
IAN'S POVI brought out a cigarette from its pack and lit it up, dragging the smoke deep into my lungs. The boy across from me hadn't moved. He stood with his hands clasped in front of him, eyes downcast, breathing shallow. Waiting patiently for my order.I exhaled a slow stream of smoke and looked up at him.“Come here.”He dropped to his knees and crawled towards me. His palms pressed against the cold marble, head bowed to the floor, his whole body trembling.He stopped at my feet and placed his hands on his thighs.I reached down, grabbed a fistful of his hair, and yanked his head back. His eyes met mine: wide, frightened, hungry. I blew the smoke directly into his face, but he didn't flinch, just breathed it in like it was the only air he needed.My favourite type of toys? I love them submissive, needy, eager to please, hopelessly devoted, and just a little bit obsessed.And this one was getting my attention.I wrapped my hand around his neck and crashed my lips onto his.He open
Two Times Mrs Weston What A Coincidence
XAVIER'S POVIan leaned forward and spat out his vodka. “She wants to come to Italy? Why?”“To see her lovely husband, of course.”“Xavier.” He glared at me. “That's what she wants, Ian.” I swirled the whiskey in my glass. “She thinks Italy is romantic and Milan is a fun place to be.” I smirked. “What a coincidence, right?”“Talk her out of it.” His voice was firm. “There are many other countries that are perfect for honeymoon. I'm not ready to…”“I can't.” I dragged my hand through my hair. “I can't say no to her.”“Xavier, you're not getting it.”“No, Ian.” I set my glass down. “You're not getting it. We just settled an argument that lasted six hours. Six hours. All because I tried to talk her out of working at Weston Holdings.” I looked at him through the screen. “I'm sorry, but I can't talk her out of this one.”He opened his mouth to argue.“Listen,” I cut him off. “It's been over a month since we got married. Three years since you last saw her.” I held his gaze. “Don't you mi
Two Times Mrs Weston I'm Your Wife
ARIA'S POV“Xavier, hold on.”I rushed after him as he entered the house, my shoes slipping slightly on the marble floor. He had barely looked at me during the entire drive home. Just stared out the window with that cold, distant expression that made my chest ache.He ignored me and kept walking do
Two Times Mrs Weston The Report
ARIA’S POV “Hello, Aria, what’s up?”“I can’t reach him.” I paced back and forth across the living room, dragging my fingers through my hair for what felt like the hundredth time. “Zara, it’s almost midnight and he’s not picking my calls.”The silence of the penthouse pressed in on me, heavy and s
Two Times Mrs Weston Shocking News
XAVIER’S POV“Siri, call my wife.”My phone lit up instantly, the familiar tone cutting through the quiet office as it dialled her number.My wife.The word still felt new… but not wrong in the way it used to when she still belonged to that asshole I call my brother.It had been two weeks since Ari
Two Times Mrs Weston The Divorce
ARIA’S POV“I want a divorce.”Those were the first words that fell from my husband’s lips the moment I showed him the video… a proof of his balls deep in another woman's cunt.There was no apology, no remorse, not even an attempt to lie or give an excuse. Just those four words that are cold enough
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