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SANCHEZ’s POV My mouth fell open as my wail filled the air. He took the fucking opportunity to push his goddamn cock into my mouth. First, the smell blocked my nostrils, preventing me from breathing. Secondly, his hands grabbed my head in place. He straightened his back and tilted his waist as more of his cock entered my mouth. Till it was halfway in. The back of my throat burned.“You won’t still suck it?” He asked, his tone cold. I didn’t reply. “I don’t need your response. You may not want my smelling cock but your greedy body wants it.” Before I comprehended what he said, he flipped us over. I was now below him while he was on top. “Now, never disobey me.” My eyes widened. He pushed the full length of his cock in, sealing my breathing away. “Now, you’ll only breathe when I thrust into this filthy mouth of yours, slut.” My hands grabbed his ass in an attempt to stop him but it was too late. His hips moved, sending his cock in and out of my mouth, hitting the back of my thro

SANCHEZ’s POV A strangled moan escaped my lips. “Found it. Hahahah.” That was evil. Tears clogged my eyes as I moaned. A devilish smirk played on his lips as he used his other hand to grip my waist, putting me in place. He continued his thrust deeper into me and I shook as pleasure skyrocketed through me like a plane’s engine. “P-please…” I begged, my hands holding his face tightly. “Please what?” He asked, grinning. “Fuck me. Do-Don’t stop.” I begged, closing my eyes as waves of pleasure hit me. “Do you want to cum on your father’s grave?” He asked another question. “YES!!!” I screamed. Wait— My father’s grave? “You’re already fucking on his grave. Just bless him with your cum as farewell.” He said. “Cum now!” I felt my orgasm start to build. “It’s— coming.” “I’m also about to cum. And cum before me. I have a surprise for you.” He said. Surprise? How nice! I looked down between us. My cock was twitching so hard, pulsing like it would get

RISHABH’s POV I took another sip from my glass, enjoying the bittersweet taste of wine in my mouth. Being a lover of art, I filled my private villa with portraits and frames of different sizes. Some were collections while others were stand-alones. And while walking around the gray-designed walls that had my favorite Indian fragrance in the air, I couldn't help but notice a manly figure. Three days, he had said. I didn’t think Maxwell Lane would actually agree. Yet here he was, in my villa in San Francisco, dragging his luggage across my floor. But judging from how uneasy he was looking, one would think I forced him down here. I took a seat on my leather couch, keeping my eyes fixed on the man flexing his muscles as he dragged his luggage across the room. Part of me wants to break him. The other part wants to see if the press’s golden boy was as unshakable in private as he was in the office. Maxwell's light brown hair fell over his face and it looked too rough for me to find

RISHABH’s POV “Four,” I grunted, pushing my weight against the tiled floor by the pool. Early morning exercises were my favorite way to start my day. “Five,” I did another push up, turning my head to the side and that's when I spotted him. The annoyance that I thought had disappeared found its way to my body, making me do faster push ups. Maxwell's words pissed me off so bad that all I wanted to do was call it quits with him, but somehow I couldn't. He had no right to talk to me in that manner, especially not when he was the one checking me out. And every time I recalled the back and forth, the annoyance got further intertwined with a knotty feeling inside of me—one that I would name irritation. I did another push up before rising to my feet and Maxwell's eyes were still lingering from behind the glass walls. His eyes stayed fixed on my every move, while

MAXWELL’s POV Rishabh pressed his lips against mine, sucking the shit out of my lips and I found myself kissing back. It was too tempting to resist, and I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol’s effect or my own desire but my insides were heating up. Rishabh’s hand around my neck tightened and my hands circled around his neck, fondling his hair as we kissed each other passionately. My hands spread down to his back as Rishabh inserted his tongue in my mouth, licking the walls of my mouth. Every single bit of his kiss was dominating and intoxicating, I couldn't stop wanting more. When his arms slid down to my waist, I felt sparks traveling down to my cock, making me rock hard. Rishabh stroked my sides, rubbed my arms and pinched my thighs. That had my cock twitching, I had never felt so cared for and dominated at the same time. In no time, Rishabh lifted me off the island, cupping my ass while his tongue did wonders in my mouth. “I'm going to show you just how much I want you tonig