Novel-novel oleh FAYE💙

"M-Mom..." I managed to squeeze out. I was trembling, trying to keep my voice from cracking.“How are you doing Viv? I think it's your anniversary right?” My mother continued, "Or was it last week?” Marcus paused his tongue for a split second, before he continued going deeper. "It was….last week," I panted, clamping my teeth together as Marcus slid two fingers deep inside my soaked pussy, moving them in a slow rhythm. "Ohhh!!! I must have mixed up the date. Is Marcus there with you?” “No…” I paused trying to catch my breath “He's…. he's a bit occupied at the moment.” I replied trying to keep my voice as steady as possible as Marcus groaned against pussy. “You sound a bit out of breath, sweetie, are you okay?”"I'm just... on the treadmill, Mom," I lied, a quiet whimper escaping my throat as Marcus’s thumb ruthlessly found my clit again, rubbing it in a fast, torturous circle. My toes curled as a wave of heat threatened to break me."Oh, good for you! Anyway, the main reason I cal

Saying I woke up exhausted was an understatement. I woke up aching, beat up and weak. I turned around and Marcus was already out of bed. How does he manage to do that?I took a shower and managed to prepare what's left of my beat up self before heading down for breakfast. Marcus was already at the table a cup of coffee in his hands as he swiped through his phone, not even bothering to look up when I came in. The white envelope I brought with me landed on the table with a light thud and that got his attention. His eyes shot up from his phone as he looked at the envelope then up at me, before returning his gaze to the envelope. “What is this?” He asked. “I want out.” I replied defiantly. “Out of what?” He said as he took a sip of coffee. “Don't play dumb with me Marcus, you know what I'm talking about.” He shot his eyebrows up, his gaze level with mine. “It's been three years incase you forgot and the contract is said to last for three years? I need your signature.” I said with a

The knock on the glass echoed through the car, I looked up and it was Jeremy, Marcus's friend.“Don't stop!” Marcus growled as he pushed my head back down, making me continue sucking him off.Marcus rolled down the window just a few inches, not totally down so Jeremy couldn't see me on the floor."What?" he deadpanned.Jeremy leaned against the frame of the sedan, holding a bottle of whiskey."Well, hello to you too, sunshine," Julian chuckled, his voice echoing lightly in the garage. "Security said you just pulled in. I’ve been waiting in your lounge for an hour. Are you coming up, or are you planning on sleeping in here tonight?"I choked silently as Marcus’s hips delivered a slow thrust right to the back of my throat. I clutched his thighs for dear life, my eyes wide with panic because Jeremy would hear me.Marcus' expression didn't change."I'm busy, Jeremy. Go away," Marcus said, his hand gripped my hair tighter, forcing me to swallow him deeper.Jeremy let out a dramatic sigh, t

“Marcus…” I tried to speak but I choked around his fingers as I clawed on his arm. Someone could see us.“Let them look,” Marcus growled his grip on my throat, tightening just enough to make my head swim. He gave his fingers one last push into my mouth, forcing me to swallow my own slick sweetness before he roughly yanked them out. I gasped for air, my chest heaving as he grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the elevator. My heels clicked loudly against the concrete floor of the empty garage, our driver was already standing by the door of the sedan, holding it open. His face was blank staring straight ahead, pretending not to see how Marcus was practically hauling me or how my short dress was disheveled.Marcus shoved me into the backseat first. I scrambled across the leather, desperate to get to the opposite door as my heart was hammering against my ribs. But before my fingers could even reach the handle, Marcus slid in behind me and he clicked the car door shut, locking us in.

“Marcus, let me out!” I snapped, turning back to face him as my fingers fumbled with the locked door handle."Drive," Marcus commanded the driver. "Circle the block. Do not stop at the entrance until I tell you to.""Yes, Mr. Vance," the driver replied instantly.The car began to move away from the skyscraper. Before I could even open my mouth to protest, Marcus’s frame crowded me against the leather seat. His hand shot into my hair, gripping the back of my head as he tilted my face upward, he leaned down and slammed his lips onto mine.I was left breathless immediately Marcus's lips crashed on mine. The kiss was sudden and brutal. His tongue forced its way into my mouth as a small whimper escaped my throat, but the sound only made his grip tighten. His other hand dragged up my thigh, bunching up the fabric of my short dress until his palm was pressed flat against my heat.“Marcus.” I gasped into his mouth as I tried to push him off. Just a few feet away the driver sat perfectly st

The silk lingerie I wore was worth more than any other lingerie I had owned. I ordered it especially for this night, but as always, all my planning and efforts came crashing down. The AC felt like ice against my skin and it was 2:14 AM. Our third anniversary was officially over, and once again, I was celebrating it completely alone in a bed made for two.The click of the front door echoed signaling his arrival. Moments later, Marcus stepped into the bedroom. His shoulders were tense under his tailored suit, his tie loosened, exhaustion written all over his face.He didn't even notice the expensive ice cold champagne melting on the nightstand, he barely even looked at me."You're still up," he murmured, his deep voice rough with fatigue as he tossed his watch onto the marble dresser.“Yes Marcus, I'm still up,” I said, frustrated as I folded my arms, my back pressed hard against the headboard.“Is anything bothering you?” he asked, yanking off his tie before discarding his suit jacket