LOGINChapter 37 Layla’s POV I woke up the next morning with a deep, throbbing soreness radiating straight through my core. Every small shift of my hips against the silk sheets brought a sharp, delicious reminder of how Mateo had stretched me open, bound me in iron, and ruined me until I couldn't even think straight. My inner thighs were stiff, my pussy felt swollen and sensitive, and my skin still felt hyper-aware of where his hands and mouth had been. Knock. Knock. “Layla, sweetie! Wake up,” my mom’s voice echoed from the hallway outside my bedroom door. “Hurry up and get ready for breakfast. We’re all eating together in the dining room before heading out.” “I’m coming, Mom!” I called back, my voice still slightly raspy from screaming his name all night. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and padded softly over to the full-length vanity mirror. Looking at my reflection, a crazy, uninhibited smile slowly spread across my face. My lips were slightly bitten, my skin had
Chapter 36 Layla’s POV The slow, grueling torture ended the second those words left my mouth. Mateo gripped my plush hips with a bruised intensity, pulling his massive, veiny length almost entirely out until only the flared tip teased my drenched entrance. Then, with a sudden, authoritative surge, he slammed back inside me to the absolute hilt. “AHHH! YES! DADDY, YES!” I screamed out, my back snapping off the mattress as the blunt force of his thrust rattled my entire frame. My heavy breasts bounced hard against my chest. The thick head of his cock punched deep against my cervix and a sharp, bright pressure bloomed low in my belly. My cunt stretched wide around him, walls fluttering and trying to push him out even as more of my slick poured around his shaft to help him in. He didn’t hold back anymore. He set a brutal, relentless pace, driving his thick shaft into my soaking core with a heavy, punishing cadence. Every thrust forced a wet, filthy sound out of me. My soft be
Chapter 35Layla’s POVMateo stood at the edge of the bed, his dark eyes locked onto my trembling, completely ruined form. He slowly raised his hand—the same hand that was completely dripping, glistening, and coated in my thick juices, and brought his fingers to his mouth, casually licking them clean one by one without breaking eye contact.The sheer, filthy sight of it sent a violent spike of heat straight back down to my hyper-sensitive core. I could still feel the way those same fingers had stretched me open and pumped me until I squirted all over his face and the sheets. My pussy was throbbing so hard it hurt, empty and swollen and leaking a steady trail of my own cum down the crack of my ass.He reached up to the wooden posts and unclipped the iron handcuffs from my wrists and ankles. The sudden release made my heavy, exhausted limbs drop onto the mattress with a soft thud. Blood rushed back into my wrists and ankles in hot tingles, but my cunt did not care about any of that
Chapter 34While his tongue devoured my clit, Mateo drove two thick, calloused fingers straight into my wet, tight entrance.He plunged them all the way to the hilt, burying his hand flush against my soft groin before curling his fingers inside, striking my G-spot with brutal precision. The stretch burned so good. My walls fluttered and clenched around the intrusion, already trying to milk him.“Oh god! Oh fuck! Daddy!” I wailed, my fingers curling tightly into empty air as the chains clanked violently against the wooden headboard.He didn’t ease up. He began fingering me filthy and fast, pumping his two thick fingers in and out of my soaking pussy in a wet, squelching rhythm while his mouth relentlessly sucked and lapped at my clit. The dual assault of his tongue eating me alive down below and his fingers mercilessly pounding my insides sent me flying over the edge in seconds. Every thrust made a filthy, wet sound that filled the room. My juices coated his knuckles and ran down on
Chapter 33 Layla’s POV The moment those words tumbled past my lips, Mateo didn’t hesitate. He reached out and unclipped the gold chains and metal clamps from my swollen, aching nipples. The sudden release of pressure sent a massive surge of blood rushing back into the sensitive nubs, making them throb twice as hard. A ragged gasp ripped from my throat as the cool air hit the raw, hyper-sensitive flesh. My nipples felt swollen, puffy, and so tender that even the soft brush of air made me whimper. I was practically shaking on my knees, insanely horny, my whole body humming with a desperate, heavy ache that made my core weep continuously against the rug. Thick, clear arousal had already soaked through the thin leather strip covering my cunt and was dripping down the insides of my thick thighs. Before I could even gather my senses, Mateo grabbed me by my waist, hauled me effortlessly off the floor, and tossed my plush body back onto the center of his massive king-sized bed
Chapter 32 Layla’s POVThe house was eerily silent when I stepped out of my bedroom.Mom was away for an overnight corporate gala, and Wyatt had gone out drinking with his friends, leaving the sprawling mansion completely empty—and completely ours.I clutched the sleek, unbranded black box that had been delivered to me earlier on my way home from the office. Standing in front of my vanity mirror, I took a deep breath and lifted the lid. Restless heat pooled straight into my lower belly the moment I saw what was inside.It was a black leather strap-and-lace lingerie set—an insanely skintight harness that cupped beneath my heavy breasts, leaving my soft, plush tits completely bare except for two gold-chained nipple clamps. What the hell? Is this the gift? Matching sheer leather straps framed my wide hips, highlighting every curve of my plus-size body. The harness dug into the soft folds of my belly and the thick outer edges of my thighs, designed to squeeze and display rather than
Chapter 2Layla’s POVI walked out of Wyatt’s building with my head down and my arms wrapped tight around my middle, trying to hold the shattered pieces of myself together.The tears I had been swallowing back finally broke free the second the heavy glass lobby door clicked shut behind me. They ra
Chapter 7Layla’s POV“What!!!!!”“Mom… I got the job! After so many months!” I squealed, shoving the phone screen right in front of her face.My hands were shaking so badly I almost dropped it. The email glowed on the display, bold letters screaming the exact news I’d been praying for.Congratula
Chapter 6 Layla’s POV Next morning “Hmm..” I moaned as the morning sun hit my face, smacking my lips sleepily. I opened my eyes slowly, then closed them again. But something about my surroundings felt completely unfamiliar, and my eyes snapped wide open. “What the fuck!” I muttered, qui
Chapter 1Layla’s POV“You know what, Layla? I’m fucking ashamed of you now. Look at yourself. Those chubby cheeks, that face staring back at me every single day. It disgusts me. I’m done pretending this still works.”The words hit me before I could even brace myself. Wyatt stood there in the middl







