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Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure INVITATION TO WAR
“But ask yourself why you're so angry at me when he's the one who made vows to you." Delilah said firmly."Because you knew he was married," Emilia hissed. "You knew, and you pursued him anyway. What kind of woman does that?""I don’t pursue men. Never" Delilah with fierce eyes. "And I’m not going to apologize for being younger, prettier, and more exciting than a wife who has let herself go.""Let myself go?!" Emilia's voice rose slightly, and a few women nearby glanced over curiously before looking away."I mean, when was the last time you aroused him with your naked body?" Delilah shrugged. "Marriages these days are just comfortable and boring. Sometimes men need someone who reminds them they're still desirable.""And you think that's you? You think you’re special?" Emilia fought to keep her voice down. "You're just a cliché. You’re the trash secretary sleeping with her boss. It's so pathetic.""At least I'm not the bitter wife clinging to a man who clearly wants something else outs
Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure ACCUSATIONS
Emilia spotted her the moment she walked in.Delilah, stretched out on her mat in the far corner, her dark hair pulled back in a sleek ponytail, wearing a matching pink set. Of course she did. Jax paid his assistants well.Too well, apparently.The assistant looked relaxed, scrolling through her phone with a casual confidence that made Emilia's blood simmer.Of course she looked relaxed. She had beauty, and nothing to lose. Emilia made her way across the polished wood floor, her mat tucked under her arm. A few women glanced up briefly as she passed, but most were absorbed in their pre-yoga rituals—adjusting their hair, checking their phones, chatting quietly about diamond ring sizes with friends. The usual Saturday routine for rich ladies.Relaxing music was already playing, creating a cool atmosphere that would make their conversation perfectly private.Perfect.Emilia unrolled her mat directly beside Delilah's, close enough that their elbows would definitely touch during yoga. Th
Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure THE DEVOTED ‘SEXUAL LAPDOG’ HUSBAND
The apartment was a disaster. Clothes scattered everywhere, empty bottles, bodies sprawled across the leather sofa and the floor. The table was dusted with white powder residue, and the air, thick with sex and sweat and expensive cologne.It was an aftermath of a night that would have destroyed Jax's carefully constructed image and Silver’s portfolio if anyone had witnessed it.I was curled in my chair, wrapped in Jax's discarded shirt, watching the Romano brothers sleep tangled together on my sofa. Silver's arm was draped possessively across Jax's chest, their breathing synchronized in post orgasmic exhaustion. My clock showed 3:47 AM.And then Jax's phone, which was abandoned on the floor near his jeans, started ringing.He stirred, groaning, fumbling for it with barely opened eyes. He could barely focus when he looked at the screen, but he answered it anyway"Fuck," he muttered. "Hello?" Jax’s voice was hoarse. I couldn't hear the exact words on the other end, but I saw his fa
Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure GOOD BOYS FUCK LIKE ANIMALS
They flipped positions. Jax bent over the couch arm, knees apart, bare ass arched up. Silver knelt behind his brother, spread his cheeks with both hands and buried his face without hesitation. His tongue lapped hungrily at Jax’s right hole, circling the rim before pushing in. Jax moaned like a bitch in heat, shoving back, and grinding against his brother’s face. “Fuck, Silver. That tongue is good… Shit, right there. My ass is yours.” “Goddamn, Jax. Your hole is so tight.” Silver groaned into him. He added a finger, then two, scissoring them inside Jax’s ass, curling to hit that pleasure spot deep inside his hole, while his tongue swirled. The older brother stroked his own leaking cock, precum smearing his hand from the heavyweight between his legs. My pace quickened, “I love those sexy sounds you’re making, boys.” I pounded the dildo in and out of my wet pussy, pinching my nipple with my free hand. “Oh Jax, you have such a needy hole. You’re doing so well Silver, tell him how
Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure SUCK HIM LIKE A GOOD BOY
The dress was Alexander McQueen. Jax had specially designed it for me last month, and he’d given it to me after hot sex in his office one night. It pooled at my feet like liquid silk, leaving me in black La Perla lingerie that cost more than most people's rent and hugged my naked curves perfectly.Both men went silent, and utterly transfixed now.I'd been trained for this when I was still with Armani in La Eclair Noir. Learning to use my body as a weapon, as art, and as the ultimate form of control.My hands wrapped around the pole, and I let my body do what it was trained to do. Spinning, arching, swirling. Every muscle was engaged, every movement designed to seduce and captivate and make them forget everything except me.Silver’s cocaine, and Jax’s weed strains made everything sharper. I could feel their desire like heat against my skin, I could hear their breathing change, and quicken.I gripped the pole, wrapping one leg around it and spinning slowly, arching my ass out toward the
Delilah’s Guilty Pleasure Shhh… JUST WATCH
Three days had passed since Emilia had her public meltdown and fled to mommy's house with her tail between her legs. Three glorious days of silence from Mrs. High-and-Mighty Romano. And here I was, in my new beautiful Parisian house. The apartment was covered in a stunning cream and gold, with French windows that opened onto a tiny balcony overlooking the street. It was a courtesy of Jax. Istood watching the man himself sprawled across my velvet sofa like he owned the place. Well, technically, he did own it. His name was on the lease. But right now, I possessed Jax Romano in ways his wife never had. And while she was away at Gena’s house, I took charge of him. Jax lounged on the plush cushion, unbothered by his wife’s absence, puffing on a joint as if it were just another Tuesday. The air was thick with the scent of weed and calm. He was celebrating his wife's absence. Everything was falling into place better than I'd even planned. Oh, Jax. You beautiful, oblivious m
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