تسجيل الدخولVeronica POVThe suite was quiet except for our breathing and the distant hum of the city far below. I lay pressed against Xavier’s chest, my body still humming from the intense orgasm he’d pulled out of me against the mirror. His cum was still leaking slowly from my swollen pussy, sticky and warm against my thighs. I could feel his cock, heavy and semi-hard, resting against my hip. Even after everything, I wanted more. Needed more. A deep, aching hunger pulsed between my legs.I shifted, sliding down his body with a mischievous smile. Xavier’s eyes darkened as he watched me, one hand lazily stroking my hair. “Baby…” he murmured, but I didn’t let him finish.“I want to taste you,” I whispered, voice husky. My fingers wrapped around his thick shaft, feeling it twitch and harden instantly in my grip. God, he was so big—veins pulsing under the smooth, flushed skin. I leaned down and dragged my tongue slowly from the base all the way to the swollen head, savoring the salty, musky taste of
XAVIER POVI tilted her chin up so I could look into those dark, hazy eyes. “Up for another round, baby?” I murmured, voice low and rough from earlier exertions. My thumb brushed her swollen bottom lip. “I’m nowhere near done with you.”Veronica’s lips curved into a slow, wicked smile. She shifted, pressing her soft breasts against me, and whispered, “Yes, Daddy. I want more. I want all of you.”That was all the invitation I needed.I rolled her onto her back and kissed her deeply, tongues sliding together in a slow, hungry dance. This time wasn’t going to be the frantic, punishing fuck from before. I wanted her to feel every inch of my desire, every stroke laced with possession and passion. My hands roamed her body—cupping her full tits, rolling her stiff nipples between my fingers until she arched and moaned into my mouth. I sucked on her tongue, then trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, biting gently at the fresh marks I’d left earlier.She shivered when I reached her br
XAVIER POVThe slow R&B pulsed through the suite like a heartbeat as I gripped Veronica’s hips tighter and slammed into her from behind. Her tits were pressed hard against the cool glass, nipples stiff from the contrast of temperature. Every brutal thrust made her ass ripple beautifully against me.“Fuck— Daddy!” she cried out, voice breaking.I wasn’t gentle anymore. I pulled her hair back with one hand, forcing her back to arch deeper, and drove into her pussy with long, punishing strokes. The wet, filthy sound of her soaked cunt taking every inch echoed louder than the music.“You wanted it harder?” I growled against her ear, spanking her ass hard enough to leave a fresh red print. “Then take this dick like a good girl.”I started pounding her relentlessly. Deep. Aggressive. My hips snapped forward with raw power, balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. Veronica’s moans turned into broken screams.“Ahh— fuck! It hurts so good, Daddy!” she sobbed, but pushed her ass back
XAVIER POVVeronica arched into my touch with a quiet moan. I played with her breast, kneading it firmly before rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. It hardened instantly under my touch. I pinched it gently, then a little harder, loving the way her breath hitched. I switched to the other breast, giving it the same slow, attentive treatment — squeezing, massaging, tugging on her sensitive nipple until she was squirming in my lap.Her hands gripped my shoulders, nails digging in lightly as I lowered my head and took one nipple into my mouth. I sucked on it lazily, swirling my tongue around the stiff peak while my hand continued playing with the other. I held her neck a little firmer, keeping her in place as I worshipped her breasts.“Xavier…” she whispered breathlessly, her voice still husky from the night before.I released her nipple with a wet pop and looked up at her. Her lips were parted, eyes half-lidded with fresh desire. I kissed her again, harder this time, while
XAVIER POVMorning light filtered softly through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, painting the suite in warm gold and pale orange. I woke up, my body heavy with satisfaction and the kind of deep tiredness that only comes after truly wrecking each other. Veronica was curled into me like she belonged there — her back pressed against my chest, one of my arms wrapped around her waist, hand resting possessively on her soft stomach. Her ass was nestled perfectly against my morning wood.I stayed still for a moment, just breathing her in. She smelled like sex, vanilla body wash, and that unique scent that was purely her. My fingers traced lazy circles on her skin, barely touching. Even after everything we did last night, I was already craving her again. Not the wild, filthy kind — though that was always there — but something slower. Deeper.Veronica stirred, letting out a soft, sleepy hum as she pushed back against me unconsciously. The movement made my cock twitch against the curve of he
XAVIER POVHer body was still trembling slightly in my arms, covered in a mix of sweat, her squirt, and my cum. I pressed soft kisses along her shoulder, her neck, her temple, giving her time to come down.“You okay, baby?” I murmured against her skin.Veronica nodded weakly, eyes half-closed, a lazy, satisfied smile on her swollen lips. “More than okay… I think you broke me.”I chuckled softly and scooped her up bridal-style. She wrapped her arms around my neck, burying her face in my chest as I carried her to the enormous bathroom. The shower was massive — rain heads on the ceiling, marble everywhere, and multiple body jets.I turned the water on warm, stepped inside with her, and held her under the gentle rainfall. She sighed deeply as the water cascaded over us. I grabbed the vanilla body wash, lathered it between my hands, and started washing her slowly.My hands moved with care — over her shoulders, down her back, gently between her thighs where she was still sensitive and puffy
VERONICA POV“Drive,” the stranger orders the driver.The car glides smoothly away from the curb. I twist in the seat, pressing my palm to the tinted glass. Outside, Jason is shrinking in the distance, face flushed with confusion, hands shoved deep in his pockets as the space between us widens.I
JASON POVNo… this has to be some kind of mistake. He can’t be my adoptive father. No.I know I wouldn’t recognize him on sight. Most definitely not. He isn’t. He can’t be.A frustrated groan leaves my throat as I drag a hand down my face, palm pressing hard against my forehead like I could push th
VERONICA POV“Zane! What are you doing?” My voice came out louder than I meant, sharp with panic as I tried to twist free.He didn’t answer right away. Just held my gaze, steady and unblinking.“What does it look like I’m doing, kitten?”I rolled my eyes, mostly to hide how fast my pulse was racing
VERONICA POV Five years had passed since I walked out of my father’s house with nothing but a small suitcase and five thousand dollars in cash. It hadn’t been easy. Not even close. But I’d survived. More than that—I’d built something real. With the little money I had, I started small. I opened







