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Maybe In Another Life

Author: Oma
last update publish date: 2026-04-17 19:31:06

Her phone buzzed.

She pulled it out of her pocket. A message from Harold Wentworth, her father's lawyer.

"Divorce papers are ready. I've emailed them to you. Print, sign, and leave them for him. I'll handle the rest."

She opened the email. Scrolled through the document. Page after page of legal language. Irreconcilable differences. Dissolution of marriage. Waiver of claims.

She went to Kier's study. His printer was on the desk, the one he never let her use because he said it was for business on
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    CELESTINE'S POV:I shatter hard, screaming his name as the orgasm rips through me. He doesn’t stop. He keeps licking and sucking, drawing out every pulse until I’m shaking and oversensitive, begging incoherently.Only then does he rise, his chin glistening with my arousal. His cock is rock-hard, thick and veined, the head flushed dark and already leaking. He strokes it slowly, eyes locked on my spread, dripping pussy like it’s his greatest prize.He flips me onto my hands and knees, yanks my hips back, and slams into me in one brutal thrust. I scream at the sudden stretch, the delicious burn of him filling me completely. He doesn’t give me time to breathe, he grips my hips hard enough to bruise and starts fucking me with deep, punishing strokes, his heavy balls slapping against my clit with every thrust.“Take this cock,” he snarls, one hand fisting my hair and pulling my head back. “This tight little cunt belongs to me now. Say it.”“It’s yours!” I sob, pushing back to meet every sav

  • After The Divorce: Ex-Husband Regrets And Begs Me   A Love Fulfilled

    CELESTINE'S POV:I shatter hard, screaming his name as the orgasm rips through me. He doesn’t stop. He keeps licking and sucking, drawing out every pulse until I’m shaking and oversensitive, begging incoherently.Only then does he rise, his chin glistening with my arousal. His cock is rock-hard, thick and veined, the head flushed dark and already leaking. He strokes it slowly, eyes locked on my spread, dripping pussy like it’s his greatest prize.He flips me onto my hands and knees, yanks my hips back, and slams into me in one brutal thrust. I scream at the sudden stretch, the delicious burn of him filling me completely. He doesn’t give me time to breathe, he grips my hips hard enough to bruise and starts fucking me with deep, punishing strokes, his heavy balls slapping against my clit with every thrust.“Take this cock,” he snarls, one hand fisting my hair and pulling my head back. “This tight little cunt belongs to me now. Say it.”“It’s yours!” I sob, pushing back to meet every sav

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    CELESTINE'S POV:My father places my hand in Lysander's and steps back. Lysander's fingers close around mine, warm and steady, and I feel something settle in my chest, something that feels like peace."You are beautiful," he whispers."You are not so bad yourself," I whisper back.The priest begins to speak. Words about love and commitment and the sacred bond of marriage. I do not hear most of them. I am too busy looking at Lysander, at the way the candlelight plays across his face, at the way his thumb is tracing circles on the back of my hand, at the way he is looking at me like I am the most precious thing in the world.Then it is time for our vows.Lysander goes first. He clears his throat. He looks down at our joined hands, then up at my face, and his gray eyes are so full of love that I feel my own eyes start to burn."I have waited years to call you mine," he says, and his voice is rough, emotional, nothing like the cold, distant monster the world thinks he is. "I will wait mor

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    CELESTINE'S POV:Must be pushing two a.m., room hazy with sex and city glow, when I shove his chest hard. "My turn now, you greedy man." He flops back laughing, cock twitching half-hard already, eyes sparking mischief. I straddled his hips, tying his wrists tight to the headboard iron. He tugs once, testing, eyes going wide, dark with shock and heat, dick thickening fast under me. "Celestine... what the fuck are you—""Something you taught me," I purr, leaning down to nip his jaw, breath hot on his ear. "Payback time. But first..." Trail kisses down his chest, tongue dipping his navel, till I'm hovering over that gorgeous cock, now fully hard again, veins pulsing, head shiny. "Wanna suck you. First time for real, show me right."He groans ragged, hips twitching up. "Fuck yes, start slow, lick the head, baby. Taste me." I do, tongue flicking the salty bead at his slit, swirling the fat crown slow, musky and addictive. "Good, now suck it in, hand on the shaft, twist a little." Lips wrap

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