LOGINLia's POVI excused myself as naturally as I could, standing from the chair with careful, measured movements—acutely aware of how the plug shifted inside me with every step, every breath, a constant reminder of what Victor had just done."Thank you for the advice," I said to Victor, my voice remarkably steady considering the circumstances. "I really appreciate you taking the time.""Anytime, Lia," Victor replied smoothly, his blue eyes meeting mine for just a fraction of a second longer than necessary. "My door is always open if you need guidance."The double meaning in his words wasn't lost on me, and I felt heat flush across my cheeks.I nodded at Rob—who was still watching me with that slightly suspicious expression—and left the office, closing the door quietly behind me.The moment I was alone in the hallway, I let out a shaky breath and leaned against the wall for support.My legs felt weak. My whole body felt oversensitized and aware. The plug inside me was a constant presence—n
Lia’s POV"In a few days," he continued, his voice dropping to that low, commanding tone that made my core clench, "we'll move you up to the next size. Then the next. Each one stretching you a little more, preparing you, training your body to accommodate what's coming."His hand squeezed my thigh gently, possessively."And when you're ready," Victor said, his voice rough with barely restrained desire, "when you can take the largest plug without discomfort, then—and only then—will I replace it with something better.""What?" I whispered, even though I knew. Wanted to hear him say it."My cock," Victor said bluntly, and the crude word from his refined mouth made heat flood through me. "I'm going to fuck this tight little ass. Slowly at first—let you feel every inch as I fill you, stretch you, claim you in a way no one ever has before."I made a small sound—half whimper, half moan—and pressed my thighs together uselessly."And once you're used to having me there," Victor continued relent
Lia’s POVHe set the plug down and leaned back slightly in his chair. “Bend over the desk. Legs apart. Hands flat on the wood.”I obeyed instantly, my body responding before my mind could hesitate. Turning, I placed my palms flat on the cool mahogany surface and bent forward at the waist, arching my back and pushing my ass out toward him. I spread my legs shoulder-width apart, the sundress riding up my thighs. My cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and overwhelming excitement—I was presenting myself like this to my boyfriend’s father, in his office, while Rob and Celeste were somewhere in the same house, probably laughing together.Victor rose from his chair, his tall, powerful frame looming behind me. He took his time, running one large hand slowly up the back of my thigh before gathering the hem of my dress and lifting it all the way to my waist, exposing my ass completely. The cool air kissed my skin as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties and tugged them as
Lia’s POVThe next morning, sunlight filtered through the tall, elegant windows of the sprawling villa, painting the marble floors in warm golden hues. I woke slowly, my body still humming with the aftereffects of last night’s forbidden encounter in the kitchen. Victor’s thick fingers stretching my virgin ass, the way he’d made me come so hard I nearly collapsed against the counter, his dark promises of claiming me while his son fucked my pussy—it all replayed in vivid detail, leaving me restless and aching. Sleep had been fragmented at best, filled with heated dreams that only intensified the nervous excitement twisting in my stomach.I showered quickly, the hot water doing little to calm my racing thoughts, then slipped into a light, flowing sundress that skimmed my mid-thighs. The soft fabric hugged my curves gently, the neckline dipping just enough to be alluring without screaming for attention. No bra, only a pair of delicate lace panties. I told myself it was for the warm coasta
Lia's POVA helpless, eager smile curved my lips despite the nervous flutter in my stomach. "That’s exactly what I want," I whispered, my voice trembling with honesty.His large hand slid down my body with deliberate, possessive intent—tracing the curve of my waist, gliding over the flare of my hip, then slipping boldly beneath the hem of my tiny sleep shorts. Rough, calloused fingertips brushed the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, making me shiver, before he cupped my soaked pussy possessively. I gasped sharply as he dragged two thick fingers slowly through my slick, swollen folds, gathering my abundant wetness with a low hum of approval."So fucking wet already," he murmured, almost to himself. "Dripping for me… for this."He squeezed my ass cheek hard with his other hand, kneading the soft flesh, then slid his fingers back between my cheeks. The pad of his middle finger circled my tight, untouched hole with slow, deliberate, teasing strokes—light at first, then firmer, pressing
Lia's POVFully, unmistakably aroused. And I'd just brushed against his erection through the thin fabric of his pajama pants.I felt him tense behind me, felt him inhale sharply.For a moment neither of us moved. Neither of us breathed. We just stood there frozen—me with my back to him, him with his body caging me against the counter, both of us acutely aware of what had just happened."Lia," Victor said quietly, his voice rough and strained. A warning. Or a plea. I couldn't tell which.I should move. Should step away. Should create distance between us and pretend this wasn't happening.But I didn't.Instead, I shifted my hips again—deliberately this time—pressing back against him with the smallest, slowest roll. I felt the full, heavy length of his cock throb against me in response.Victor made a low, guttural sound deep in his throat, something between a groan and a growl that vibrated through his chest and into my spine. His free hand came down to rest on my hip, large and warm, f
Lia’s POVI lay in bed for over an hour, tossing and turning, my mind racing and my body restless. The room felt too hot despite the open window. The sheets felt too rough against my skin. Everything felt wrong.Finally, I gave up.I pulled on shorts and a t-shirt and left my room, padding quietly
Lia’s POVRob had never shown this kind of respect to anyone, let alone people he considered beneath him socially. Rob would have sent someone else to deal with this, or shown up and made grand pronouncements without actually listening to what anyone needed.But Dante was different. Everything abou
Lia’s POVHis voice was quiet but direct, cutting straight through the silence.I turned to look at him. His eyes were on the road, his hands steady on the wheel, his expression calm and unreadable."What?" I said, though I'd heard him perfectly."Why are you with a man who can't respect you?" Dant
Lia’s POVThose blue eyes held mine steadily, and I felt like I was being seen—really seen—in a way that was both comforting and terrifying. Like he could read every thought in my head, every shameful fantasy I'd just indulged in.But his expression remained kind. Concerned, even."Are you sure you







