Off Limit: Fucked By My Ex-fiance's Step-dad
"Fuck, you're so tight for me," Ryder growled against my ear, his hips slamming forward in a deep, punishing thrust that made my back arch off the bed.
I gasped, nails digging into his shoulders as he filled me completely, stretching me. "Harder... please..."
He pinned my wrists above my head with one large hand, the other gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. "You want it rough, baby? Then beg for it properly."
My body trembled under him, slick and desperate. The words spilled out before I could stop them. "Please... Daddy... fuck me harder."
A dark, satisfied rumble vibrated through his chest. He leaned down, teeth grazing my neck, voice low and filthy. "Good girl. Come all over Daddy's cock. Show me how much you need this.”
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On my wedding day, I caught my fiancé Dylan Voss and my step-sister Helene fucking each other in a room.
Heartbroken and humiliated, I walked away from the altar. That's when Ryder Hawthorne—Dylan's powerful, ruthless stepfather—found me. He carried me to his penthouse, and in a haze of rage and need, I seduced him. We fucked like it was war: rough, and desperate. When Dylan walked in and saw me riding his stepdad—he felt betrayed and stormed out. I felt satisfied and vindicated. It was supposed to be one night. We were never supposed to see each other again.
Until I desperately took a job at Hawthorne Prosperity Group to save my dying grandmother…and discovered Ryder was my new boss. One rough, forbidden encounter in his office, and he offered me to be his personal slut, in return he'd pay Gran's bills. I had no choice and accepted.
Payback became obsession. My ex wants me back, but Ryder refuses to let go. Now I’m caught between revenge and surrender.
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Chapter: Chapter 5: Glorious cockFreya's POVI changed in his bathroom with shaking hands.The wedding gown lay in a sodden heap on the tile floor like something dead. I peeled it off—lace sticking to my skin, cold and clammy—and stepped into the shower for thirty seconds, just long enough to rinse the rain and mascara from my face. No soap. No time to feel clean. I just needed to stop shivering.His T-shirt was huge on me. Soft gray cotton that fell to mid-thigh, sleeves past my elbows. I found a pair of his ordinary black sweatpants in the hamper—way too big, but I rolled the waistband twice and cinched it tight. The shirt hung loose, the thin fabric doing nothing to hide how hard my nipples were. They poked through like they had a mind of their own.I looked in the mirror and barely recognized myself.Mascara gone. Hair dripping. Cheeks flushed from crying and cold. But my eyes—they looked different. Sharper. Hungrier.I stepped out.Ryder was already back, standing by the bed with a small ceramic jug of coffee an
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Chapter: Chapter 4: Seduce him.Freya's POVI stepped out of the ballroom and the rain hit me like a slap.Cold, relentless, soaking through the lace and satin in seconds. The gown clung to my skin, heavy as guilt, the veil plastered across my face like a wet shroud. I didn’t run. I walked. One foot in front of the other, heels sinking into the gravel, water pooling around my ankles.Inside the ballroom they were still screaming, still crying, still filming.But out here it was just me and the storm.And the pain.God, the pain.It wasn’t the kind that made you scream. It was quieter. Deeper. The kind that settled in your chest and made every breath feel like swallowing glass.Ten years.Ten years of believing he loved me.Ten years of being the girl who stayed.I thought about the nights I’d sat on his couch while he ranted about his dad, about how hard life was, about how no one understood him. I’d listened. I’d held him. I’d kissed his tears away when he cried about his mother’s death. I’d cooked for him when he
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Chapter: Chapter 3: Helene is disgraced.### Chapter 3: Helene is disgraced.The projector screen glowed like a judgment seat.The hallway footage looped silently—Dylan’s hands sliding under Helene’s dress, her leg hooked high around his waist, their mouths fused in a hungry, shameless kiss—over and over, twenty feet tall, impossible to unsee.The ballroom froze for one perfect, suffocating second.Then it shattered.A collective gasp ripped through the crowd, followed by a wave of murmurs that grew into a roar.“Is that… Helene? The famous model and ambassador?” “She’s supposed to be the face of Elegance Luxe—dignity, class, all that bullshit.” “Look at her—legs spread in a hallway like a cheap escort.” “On her own sister’s wedding day? That’s not just shameless, that’s evil.” “I always knew she slept her way up, but this? This is disgusting.” “And Dylan Voss? What a spineless prick. Left his bride for that?”The words flew like knives—sharp, public, amd merciless.Guests pulled out phones, recording the screen, r
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Chapter: Chapter 2: Dylan is Fucking Helene?Freya’s POV Dylan turned his head. He slowed his thrusts just enough to look over his shoulder, lips curling into a lazy, satisfied smirk. He didn’t pull out. He simply straightened up slightly, still inside Helene, his thick cock glistening as it slid halfway out before plunging back in with a wet sound that made my stomach lurch. “Well, damn,” Dylan drawled, voice thick with lust. “You’re quicker than I thought, baby.” Helene laughed beneath him—low, throaty, and cruel. She hooked her legs tighter around his waist, heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper. “Told you she’d come looking eventually.” The bouquet I'd been clutching slipped from my fingers, petals scattering like confetti from a cruel joke. “Dylan… Helene… what the fuck—” Dylan finally eased out of Helene with a slow, deliberate drag, letting me see every inch of him—hard, slick, veins pulsing, completely unashamed. He stood up beside the bed, cock jutting proudly forward, still wet from my sister. No a
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Chapter: Chapter 1: Where is Dylan?Freya's POV The mirror in the bridal suite reflected a stranger in white. I stood motionless, hands hovering over the delicate lace of my gown as if afraid to touch it too hard and make the dream disappear. The dress was everything I imagined since I was sixteen—ivory satin hugging my waist, layers of tulle falling like soft clouds to the floor, off-the-shoulder sleeves that left my collarbones bare. The veil, pinned with tiny seed pearls, framed her face like a halo. Ten years, I thought, a quiet smile tugging at my lips. Ten years of waiting for this exact moment. I remembered the first time Dylan Voss kissed me behind the bleachers after the homecoming game. it was awkward, and sweet. I remembered the nights he’d driven me home after my stepmother Elaine had screamed at me for breathing too loudly, how he’d parked under the streetlight and held me until the shaking stopped. I remembered the way he looked at me when he proposed on one knee in the little park where we used to
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