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Elena’s POV“Victor, answer me right now,” I demanded, standing there in the middle of the suite with my skirt still crooked and my blouse half buttoned, his cum still trickling down my inner thigh from our raw fuck.My heart pounded so hard it felt like it would crack my ribs and my pussy kept giving these little aftershocks that made me press my legs together.“Is my sister your wife? The one you’ve been talking about divorcing while you slammed your cock into mChapter 7 Elena’s POV“Victor, answer me right now,” I demanded, standing there in the middle of the suite with my skirt still crooked and my blouse half buttoned, his cum still trickling down my inner thigh from our raw fuck. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it would crack my ribs and my pussy kept giving these little aftershocks that made me press my legs together. “Is my sister your wife? The one you’ve been talking about divorcing while you slammed your cock into me and filled me up? Tell me the fucking truth before I lose it completely.”He sat up on the bed, naked and still half hard, running a hand through his salt-and-pepper hair as he looked at me with that same commanding stare that had made me beg earlier. “Yes, Elena. She’s my wife. Laura. But it’s not what you think. We’ve been estranged for over a year, barely speaking most days, sleeping in separate rooms like strangers. That’s exactly why I came to your agency today.I wanted
Chapter 6 Elena’s POV“Victor, hold on, it’s my sister calling nonstop. I have to take this quick,” I said, grabbing my phone from the table as it kept vibrating against the wood. My body was still buzzing from the raw fuck we just had, my pussy tender and leaking his cum down my thigh as I stood up naked from the bed. I wrapped the sheet around me loose and stepped toward the big window for some privacy, my legs still shaky from those deep orgasms.He lounged back against the pillows, cock half hard and glistening, watching me with that satisfied smirk. “Make it fast. I’m not done with that tight cunt yet. Tell her you’re busy getting properly fucked.”I shot him a look but answered the call, trying to sound normal even though my voice came out breathy. “Hey sis, what’s going on? You okay?”My older sister’s voice came through excited but stressed. “Elena, finally. I used the location app because of this sudden family thing with Mom’s health scare.
Chapter 5 Elena’s POV“Victor, this suite is beautiful but we really should stick to the profiling questions,” I said as soon as the door clicked shut behind us, my voice already sounding shaky even to my own ears. The private hotel suite felt too intimate with its big king bed, dim lights, and city view through the tall windows. My clothes were still a little damp from the rain and my body was buzzing from hours of his teasing. I set my bag down on the table but my hands wouldn’t stop trembling.He stepped closer, that commanding presence filling the room, salt-and-pepper hair still messy from the rain. “Profiling? We both know what this is, Elena. You’ve been wet for me since the café. I see it in how you press those thighs together every time I open my mouth. Drop the professional act for once.”My breath hitched and I felt another rush of heat flood my pussy. He was right. My no-clients rule was crumbling fast under his experienced stare.
Chapter 4 Elena’s POVThe private executive lounge felt quieter once we settled into the soft leather seats with light refreshments on the low table between us, sparkling water and a plate of fresh fruit and cheese that neither of us touched much. Victor sat across from me but leaned in close, his damp shirt still clinging to his chest from the rain, outlining the solid build that made my eyes keep drifting lower. I crossed my legs under the table, trying to ignore how my soaked panties rubbed against my swollen clit with every small movement.“You’re good at this game, Elena,” Victor started, his voice dropping lower as he picked up a strawberry and turned it slowly in his fingers. “Pushing me to spill every dirty detail about how I want to fuck my next woman. But tell me something real. How does a sharp, sexy twenty-four-year-old like you stay single in a city full of men? I bet you go home after matching everyone else and touch that tight little p
Chapter 3 Elena’s POVWe stepped out into the midday sun along the riverside park paths, the warm breeze carrying the smell of fresh water and cut grass. Victor walked beside me with that long confident stride, his suit jacket slung over one shoulder now, shirt sleeves rolled up to show strong forearms. I kept glancing at the way his muscles flexed as he talked, my mind already slipping into filthy territory thinking about those arms pinning me down.“Marriage is a fucking scam, Elena,” Victor said right off, his voice low and rough as we followed the curving path. “I’ve sat through too many trials where the husband swears he loved her while he was balls deep in someone else. People pretend they want connection but all they really crave is a warm hole to fuck and someone to pay the bills. Why the hell would I sign up for that again?”I felt a spark flare up in my chest, that mix of irritation and excitement that made my pulse race faster.
Chapter 2 Elena’s POVI kept my professional smile in place even as Victor’s eyes stayed locked on mine across that corner table, the kind of stare that made my skin feel too tight and my panties start to dampen. “Victor, I’m Elena, head matchmaker here. I’ve built this agency on real results, not fluff. Tell me what you’re really after and I’ll find her for you.”He leaned back in his chair, that salt-and-pepper hair catching the light as he let out a low, mocking laugh. “Real results. Cute. I spend my days ripping apart marriages in court, Elena. I’ve seen husbands fuck their secretaries in the parking lot while their wives cry on the stand. Wives who spent years pretending they liked getting bent over the kitchen counter when all they wanted was a gentle pat on the head. And you think you can just pair me up with some perfect pussy who won’t turn into another nightmare? Save the sales pitch.”His words hit sharp but they also sent a dirty
Chapter 3 Brooke’s POV My fingers gripped the bottom of my shirt and I yanked it up and over my head before I could chicken out. The cool basement air hit my bare tits immediately and my nipples pulled tight into hard little points right there under the bright lights. I balled the shirt up an
Chapter 2 Brooke’s POV“What the actual fuck is this place,” I said, my voice echoing off the concrete walls as I turned in a slow circle. The basement looked nothing like I remembered from years ago. Thick black mats covered the floor, perfect for whatever he had planned. One entire wall was m
Chapter 5 Ava’s POV“Go on,” he said softly but firmly. “Lick the head first. Slow circles with your tongue. Taste how much precum I’ve been leaking for you all night.”I leaned in closer between his spread legs and dragged my tongue slowly over the swollen head of his cock, tasting the salty pre
Chapter 4 Ava’s POV“Remove one item while keeping full eye contact the whole time,” Jax said, sitting there shirtless on the floor with his eyes burning into mine.I held his stare, my fingers trembling as I grabbed the bottom of my tank top. I pulled it up slowly over my stomach, then my breast







