Completely Yours

Lila's POV “You ready for me, Lila?” “I can’t wait to have your cock inside me,” I whispered, reaching down to rub my swollen clit right in front of him. He pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a toned chest and abs that made my mouth water. Then he shoved his pants down. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, and already leaking at the tip. I stared at it, biting my lip hard. He stepped closer, rubbing the fat head of his cock up and down my wet slit, teasing my entrance and brushing my clit with every slow stroke. I moaned, trying to push my hips forward to take him, but he held my thighs open and kept control. “Not yet,” he murmured, leaning in to suck on my tits again while he kept sliding his cock along my folds, coating himself in my juices. Every time the head nudged my hole I whimpered, aching to be filled. “Please, Darcy… fuck me.” He finally pushed in slowly, inch by inch. I gasped as he stretched me open. He was thick, and the fullness made my eyes roll b

Lila's POV Claire was still screaming her head off, her face red with rage. “You fucking homewrecking slut! You couldn’t even wait one goddamn day before spreading your legs for my man?!” I sat there frozen, the coffee soaking my shirt and lap, feeling every eye in the room on me. Darcy shot up beside me. “Shut the fuck up, Claire,” he snapped. “You’ve been cheating on me for months. Everyone in the group knew it. I caught you more than once, but I kept forgiving your lying ass because I thought I loved you. And what happened at the party, we’re done. So stop acting like the victim.” Claire laughed bitterly. “Oh, so now you’re defending this bitch? After everything I did for you? She probably planned this shit the whole time!” “She had nothing to do with our breakup,” he shot back, his voice rising. “You fucked that up all by yourself. Lila is someone I’m actually interested in. Stay the fuck away from her, or I will have your ass reported for harassment. I mean it.” he warned se

Amelia's POVMy head was pounding again. The migraine had been building since morning, a sharp, relentless throb behind my eyes that refused to leave me alone. I lay on the massive king-sized bed in nothing but a thin black silk robe, staring at the ceiling of the luxurious prison I had called home for two years now.I still remembered the night Jackson Cho bought me at that underground auction. I was twenty-one then, terrified and naked on stage while rich, dangerous men bid on my body. He won. He paid an enormous amount of money and took me home that same night. From that moment, I became his personal sex slave. His toy. His property.He ruined me for anyone else. My body, my mind, even my soul now belonged to the most dangerous mafia lord in the city.He used me whenever and however he wanted. Rough. Filthy. Emotionless. He fucked me in every hole, in every position, often leaving me bruised and dripping with his cum. He never kissed me. Never held me. He simply took what he wanted

Amelia's POV His thick, veiny cock was buried to the hilt inside my dripping pussy. The stretch was brutal, almost too much, but I had learned long ago to take whatever he gave me. My wrists were still tightly bound behind my back with the leather cuffs, digging painfully into my skin. My face was pressed into the expensive silk sheets, ass raised high. He tightened his grip on my hips and started fucking me with long, punishing strokes. Each thrust slammed deep into my cunt, forcing my walls to stretch around his massive girth. The wet, filthy sound of his heavy balls slapping against my soaked pussy echoed through the room. I was dripping shamelessly, my juices coating his cock and running down my thighs in messy streams. “Fuck… sir…” I moaned brokenly into the mattress. He growled low in his throat and picked up speed. He fucked me harder, using my cuffed wrists as handles to yank me back onto his cock with every brutal thrust. The pain from the earlier belt marks on my ass on