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: 124: I’ll rip your fucking tongue~~~Freya~~~The time has finally come.This was the moment I’d been waiting for — the perfect, delicious crack in Dylan’s pathetic little world. After everything he did to me, after abandoning me at the altar like I was nothing, he still had the audacity to stand here demanding answers.I looked down at his hand gripping my wrist, then slowly lifted my gaze to meet his eyes. He looked wrecked — eyes glassy, face flushed, breathing ragged. The special drink Zoey had arranged was clearly doing its job.I yanked my wrist out of Dylan’s grip so hard he stumbled a step back.“Helloo…What the fuck is wrong with you?” I snapped, voice sharp and loud enough for the people nearby to hear. “What’s your business? Who the hell do you think you are to ask me that?”Dylan’s eyes were wild, desperate. He stepped closer again, breathing fast. “Look Freya, we're in public. It'd won't be nice if we start yelling at the top of our voice. So, telll me, Freya. Who the fuck was that guy? What’s your relati
Última atualização: 2026-06-05
Chapter: 123: Who the fuck was that man, Freya?~~Freya~~The kiss ended slowly.I pulled back just enough to look into Ryder’s eyes, my arms still wrapped around his neck. The entire ballroom was dead silent for a split second… then erupted into chaos. Loud applause, cheers, shocked gasps filling the air and murmurs spreading like wildfire. Phones were flashing everywhere. People were whispering frantically, trying to process what they just saw.I stayed pressed against Ryder for a moment longer, my arms still around his neck, savoring the chaos I’d just created. My heart was racing, a mix of adrenaline and dark satisfaction flooding my veins.I didn’t look at Helene immediately. I wanted to savor this.But I could feel her stare burning into me.When I finally turned my head, the sight was pure satisfaction.Helene stood frozen near the stage, her face pale with rage and humiliation. Her hands were clenched into fists at her sides. Dylan looked completely shell-shocked beside her, like someone had slapped him across the face.I s
Última atualização: 2026-06-04
Chapter: 122: Is that a problem… Daddy?Dylan I felt my face heat up, but I kept my expression steady. Helene’s eyes lit up on stage, a proud, victorious smile spreading across her face. She looked at me like I’d just made her the happiest woman alive.But my eyes… they kept drifting back to Freya.She was standing there calm as ever, watching me with that unreadable little smile. No jealousy. No pain. Just… amusement?What the fuck is going on in her skull?I gripped my glass tighter, knuckles turning white. My stomach twisted into knots. I’d just bid a million dollars on Helene in front of everyone… and somehow, I still felt like the biggest loser in the room.“Wow… damn!” the host exclaimed, eyes wide as he pointed at me. “One million dollars from Dylan Voss for Helene Lennox! That’s a serious bid right there!”The crowd cheered and whistled. Helene was beaming on stage, looking at me like I was her hero.The host grinned and started the countdown. “One million dollars going once… going twice…”No one else raised their
Última atualização: 2026-06-03
Chapter: 121: One million dollars for Helene!Freya The host was grinning like he’d just come up with the best idea ever.“Okay, phones out everybody! We’re voting right now for the two most beautiful and best dressed people at tonight’s reunion. We’ll do a quick vote using the QR code on your tables. You have two minutes — vote fast!”The ballroom lit up with phone screens. People started murmuring, whispering, and tapping away like crazy. I could hear snippets of conversations around me.“Obviously Freya…”“No, Helene looked good on stage…”“Bro, did you see that dress on Freya? It’s over.”Zoey leaned in close, smirking. “I’m voting for you, obviously. Fuck Helene.”I let out a soft laugh, satisfied. This voting bullshit just handed me the perfect tool for what I have planned tonight.Two minutes later, the host looked down at his tablet, his grin widening.“Alright, alright! The votes are in and… damn, it was super close!” He paused for dramatic effect. “The two winners for Most Beautiful and Best Dressed tonight are… Freya
Última atualização: 2026-06-02
Chapter: 120: Dylan, say yes!FreyaI watched the entire shitshow unfold from the side of the ballroom, arms crossed, a cold little smile playing on my lips.Helene really just dropped to one knee in front of everyone and proposed to Dylan like this was some fucking romance movie. The dramatic speech, the tears in her voice, the giant ring — she went all out. The crowd was eating it up, clapping and cheering like she’d just announced world peace.Pathetic.I tilted my head slightly, studying Dylan’s face. He looked stunned. Uncomfortable. Like a deer caught in headlights. Poor guy didn’t know whether to smile or run.‘Look at her,’I thought, amused. ‘Still trying so hard to hold onto him. Still thinking flashing a ring and some fake-ass love speech is going to fix everything.’Two and a half weeks ago she was crawling on the floor calling herself a worthless dog and humiliating herself. Now she’s on stage trying to play the perfect fiancée in front of the entire reunion. The delusion was actually impressive. Jesus
Última atualização: 2026-06-01
Chapter: 119: Dylan Voss… will you marry me?Helene.After the chaos of the paparazzi outside, we finally stepped into the grand ballroom. and the sight hit me hard. The place looked insane, massive chandeliers dripping with crystals, soft golden lighting, elegant round tables covered in black and gold decor. Old classmates were everywhere, dressed to impress, laughing, taking selfies, and catching up like the last few years never happened.For a second, it felt good. Like old times.I stayed close to Dylan, smiling politely as people greeted me. Some were genuinely surprised at how I looked now. Others were clearly fishing for information. I kept my answers short and calm.But I could feel eyes drifting the entire time.Dylan’s eyes. They weren't on me. They were on Freya’s. He couldn’t stop staring. Even as we walked through the crowd, his gaze followed her like a damn magnet. Even while standing beside me, his gaze kept drifting back to her. Every time their eyes met, he looked away quickly, but not fast enough. I noticed ev
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