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With my hands bound, I had to lean forward more. My movements became deeper, more desperate. Carter helped, thrusting up to meet me. The tie rubbed my wrists with every bounce. The slight restraint made me feel wilder, more exposed.He leaned in and sucked on my neck, leaving another mark. Then lower, biting my collarbone. His hands gripped my ass, spreading me wider as I rode him. Every time I came down, his cock hit that perfect spot. I was moaning nonstop, the sound muffled against his shoulder.The surprise came when his phone rang again. This time he answered it, putting it on speaker and setting it on the pillow beside us.“Hey, son,” Carter said casually, voice only slightly rough. He thrust up hard at the same time, making me bite my lip to stay quiet.Mark’s voice filled the room. “Dad, you seen June? She’s not back yet and I’m getting worried.”I froze, but Carter didn’t. He gripped my hips and kept me moving, slow and deep. His eyes dared me to stay silent.“She’s fine,” Ca
I turned and walked away fast, robe swishing around my thighs. I locked my bedroom door and leaned against it, breathing hard.This was going to be a long two weeks.The next morning I woke up to the smell of coffee. Stellan was already in the kitchen, making breakfast like he owned the place. Which, technically, his dad did.He wore only gray sweatpants. No shirt. His back muscles moved as he flipped eggs. I stared longer than I should have.“Morning, princess,” he said without turning around.“Stop calling me that.”He glanced over his shoulder, eyes tracing my sleep shorts and tank top. “Sleep well?”“Better than you, I’m sure.”He plated food and slid one across the island to me. “Eat. You get cranky when you’re hungry.”I wanted to refuse just to spite him. But I was starving. I sat down and took a bite. It was good. Annoyingly good.We ate in silence for a bit. Then he spoke.“Our parents want us to get along. Family dinner when they get back. They think we’ll bond or something.
Teaser Excerpt:“Fuck you, Stellan,” I hissed, but my legs were already spread wider on the kitchen counter. He smirked, shoving my skirt up roughly. “You say that every time, Nova. Yet here you are, soaking my fingers like a desperate little liar.”His thick fingers curled inside me hard and fast. I grabbed his tie, yanking him closer even as I glared at him. He thrust deeper, thumb pressing on my clit. “Admit it,” he growled against my ear. “You hate how much you need this cock.”I came hard, biting his shoulder to stay quiet while our parents slept down the hall. He didn’t stop. “Good. Now shut up and take what you deserve.”****NOVAI slammed the penthouse door harder than I needed to. The sound echoed through the massive open living room. Another long day at the firm, another win stolen from under my nose by that arrogant asshole.Stellan.My new stepbrother.The word still tasted like poison.I kicked off my heels and headed straight for the kitchen. The place was too quiet.
With my hands bound, I had to lean forward more. My movements became deeper, more desperate. Carter helped, thrusting up to meet me. The tie rubbed my wrists with every bounce. The slight restraint made me feel wilder, more exposed.He leaned in and sucked on my neck, leaving another mark. Then lower, biting my collarbone. His hands gripped my ass, spreading me wider as I rode him. Every time I came down, his cock hit that perfect spot. I was moaning nonstop, the sound muffled against his shoulder.The surprise came when his phone rang again. This time he answered it, putting it on speaker and setting it on the pillow beside us.“Hey, son,” Carter said casually, voice only slightly rough. He thrust up hard at the same time, making me bite my lip to stay quiet.Mark’s voice filled the room. “Dad, you seen June? She’s not back yet and I’m getting worried.”I froze, but Carter didn’t. He gripped my hips and kept me moving, slow and deep. His eyes dared me to stay silent.“She’s fine,” Ca
Carter’s hands never stopped moving. Even after I caught my breath from the last round, he rolled me onto my side, spooning me from behind. His hard cock nestled between my ass cheeks, hot and insistent. He kissed the back of my neck, slow open-mouthed kisses that made goosebumps rise all over my skin.“Still not done with you,” he whispered. One arm wrapped around me, hand cupping my breast and playing with the nipple until it peaked. His other hand slid down my belly, fingers dipping between my legs again. I was sore but soaked, his earlier cum mixing with my fresh wetness.He teased my entrance with two fingers, spreading the mess around my clit in lazy circles. Not enough pressure. Just enough to make me squirm and push back against his cock.“Carter…”“Daddy,” he corrected, nipping my ear. “Say it right.”“Daddy, please. I need more.”He chuckled low, the sound vibrating against my back. Instead of giving me his cock right away, he reached for the half-empty champagne bottle on t
He pushed in slowly this time, inch by inch, letting me feel every thick ridge. When he bottomed out, he stayed there, grinding deep in slow circles. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer. The fullness was perfect. Overwhelming.He started thrusting. Long, deep strokes that made my toes curl. His mouth found mine again, kissing me sloppy and hot while he fucked me. One hand pinched my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. The other held my hip, angling me so he hit that sweet spot every time.The bed creaked softly. Our bodies slapped together. Sweat slicked our skin.Then came the surprise.Carter reached over to the nightstand and grabbed his phone. He opened the camera, holding it above us. “Smile for me, baby. Want to remember how pretty you look stuffed with my cock.”I should have said no. Instead, the thrill shot through me. I moaned louder as he angled the phone, recording my face, my bouncing tits, the way his cock disappeared inside me. He sped up, fucking me ha
The silence that followed was deafening. Cade just stared at me, his expression cycling through shock, disbelief, and something darker that made heat pool low in my stomach."You're joking," he said finally."Do I look like I'm joking?""Lily, you're—" He stopped, ran a hand through his hair, clear
"No." He crosses to me in three strides, grabs my shoulders. "Don't you dare. I made the choice. I'm an adult. I'm the professional. I knew the consequences and I did it anyway. This is on me.""But if I hadn't—""If you hadn't what? Been you? Been beautiful and smart and completely impossible to r
And he does.We make love—not fuck, make love—slow and sweet and perfect. Like we have all the time in the world. Because we do.No more sneaking around. No more hiding. No more shame.Just us.After, we lie tangled together in the dark, and I think about how we got here.About the first session wh
"I've wanted to do this since session three," he says, kissing down my neck. "When you described your fantasy. About being bent over my desk.""Do it," I beg. "Please. Fuck me on your desk like you wanted to."He groans, flipping me over so I'm face-down on the cool wood. His hands pull my hips bac







