“Anything.”“If this explodes… if Julian makes it ugly…”“It already was ugly,” Adrian interrupted. “You just kept trying to make it look pretty.”Silence.“I don’t want to hurt you,” she whispered.“You didn’t.”“I still might.”He pulled her closer. “I’ll take the risk.”She turned her head, looked up at him. “Why?”“Because you’re worth it.”Her throat tightened. “We’ll think about the consequences tomorrow.”He nodded. “Tomorrow.”Clara closed her eyes and breathed him in.Tonight, there was only him.Only this moment.Only the truth she could no longer deny.The penthouse was quiet, the kind of quiet Julian Davenport had come to cherish. It wasn’t peace. It wasn’t comfort. It was control.He swirled the drink in his hand, untouched. His gaze lingered on the skyline, tall, proud, ruthless. Just like him.A soft knock came from the door. He didn’t turn.“Yes?” he said coolly.Elliot, his assistant, stepped in. “The PR team has released the dinner photos, sir. Your dinner with Mrs.
unzipping her dress slowly. It fell to the floor around her feet.He pulled back slightly to look at her, her skin glowing in the light. “Fuck,” he murmured.Clara flushed. “Is that a good or bad thing?”“A very, very good thing,” he replied, holding her hands toward the bedroom.Clara pulled him closer. “Can I ask you something?”“Mm-hmm.”“Will you make me forget everything tonight?”He rested his head to her neck. “I’ll try my goddamn best.”She gasped as his mouth moved over her skin. “Will you say my name?”“Over and over,” he promised, pushing her gently onto the bed.Clara sat up, reaching for him. “And will you still want me in the morning?”Adrian kissed her hard, his body pressing her down into the mattress. “Clara,” he murmured against her lips, “you have no idea.”They fell into each other, the last strength of restraint breaking between them. Clothes were removed , skin touching skin, hands gripping and mouths claiming. There was no room for doubt, no space for fear, only
He leaned closer. “Clara, I see a woman stuck in a golden cage pretending she’s okay. I see strength buried under designer labels. I see someone who’s been treated like a trophy for too long.”She swallowed. “You don’t know me.”“I know enough to want to.”Clara looked away. “You shouldn’t say things like that.”“Why not?”“Because I might believe you.”Adrian reached across the table, his fingers brushing hers. “Maybe you should.”Her voice came out barely above a whisper. “Julian will ruin you if he finds out, he doesn't care about me but he cares about his family name.”“I’m not scared of Julian nor his name.”“Well, I am,” she said. “Not of what he’ll do to me—but what he’ll do to you. You don’t understand, Adrian. He doesn’t play fair.”Adrian gave a half-smile. “Good. Neither do I.”“Don’t joke.”“I’m not. I’ve dealt with men like him before.”She pulled her hand back. “This is dangerous. We shouldn’t even be sitting here.”“But we are,” he said. “Because you texted me. Not anyo
Vivian knelt and started to suck his cock, after some minutes she stopped."Can't you get hard? what's wrong with you?" she asked in a tone that said she was irritated.Jasper ignored her, he bent down and kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth. He could feel his cock getting hard, he stopped and pushed her on the bed, pulled her to the edge of the bed and entered her pussy, he closed his eyes and fucked her hard and fast, thinking it was Liam he was fucking.He could feel her nails on his back but he continued fucking her hard, he increased the pace and the moment he came, he pulled out and watched as his cum dripped down Vivian's thigh. He wasn't done with her, she came to take Liam's place and he would teach her a lesson by fucking her asshole hard and rough until she begged for mercy. He had Vivian in doggy style, and used his thumb on her asshole to stretch her a bit. He knew she wasn't gay but he didn't care he used some saliva and spit on it then pushed his cock inside h
“So good,” Liam moaned, his fingers clawing at the sheets as he tried to ground himself. “Drew, oh god, I'm so close. Please, can I come?”Drew's response was immediate and unequivocal. “No,” he growled, increasing the intensity of his thrusts. “You don't get to come until I say so. Do you understand me?”Liam's breath hitched, a whimper escaping his lips at Drew's commanding tone. “But I can't... I need to,” he pleaded, tears of frustration prickling at the corners of his eyes.Drew leaned down, capturing Liam's lips in a bruising kiss. “You'll come when I tell you to and not a moment sooner,” he murmured against Liam's mouth. “Now be a good boy and hold it for me.”Somehow, Liam managed to rein in his impending orgasm, though it felt like his entire body was on fire with need. Drew continued to pound him with the dildo, each thrust pushing him closer and closer to the edge.“Please,” Liam begged, his voice breaking. “Drew, I can't hold it much longer. I need to come so badly.”Drew'
The restaurant was elegant, dimly lit, and exclusive enough to host presidents without paparazzi swarming the entrance. Waiters floated like shadows, dressed in black, their movements crisp and quiet. A soft piano played in the background, offering a melancholic melody that seemed too sincere for a marriage built on lies.Clara stepped out of her car, her stilettos tapping against the pavement. Her silk gown shimmered under the golden lights, every curve and angle sculpted to perfection. She walked in like she owned the place—because she had to.The maître d’ recognized her instantly. “Mrs. Davenport, right this way.”She followed him to a private booth tucked into the corner. And there he was—Julian Davenport. Impeccably dressed in a navy suit, tie loosened just enough to make him look charmingly undone. His fingers toyed with a wine glass, swirling the contents without looking up.“You’re late,” he said, eyes still fixed on the red liquid.Clara forced a smile. “Only five minutes.”
Something seemed to snap in Drew at Liam's words. With a low growl, he withdrew his fingers, leaving Liam feeling empty and desperate for more. He heard the sound of the dildo being coated in lube, and then Drew was back, pressing the tip of the toy against Liam's stretched entrance.“Look at me,” Drew commanded, his voice rough with need. When Liam met his gaze, he continued, “I want you to watch as I slide this inside you. Watch yourself take it, inch by inch, until you're full to the brim.”Liam's lips parted on a silent moan as Drew began to push the dildo into him. It was even bigger than Drew's fingers had been, the stretch almost unbearable, but at the same time, it felt impossibly good.“Oh god,” he whimpered, his hands fisting in the sheets as he struggled to accommodate the massive toy. “Drew, it's so big. I don't know if I can take it all.”“You can,” Drew assured him, his hands on Liam's hips to hold him steady. “Just relax and push out a little. That's it, good boy. You'r
Drew smiled, running his thumb over Liam's cheek. “Because, my dear Liam, you've given me a rare gift. A chance to explore this side of myself, to push boundaries and experience new things. And for that, I'm eternally grateful.”Liam felt a warmth spread through his chest at Drew's words. No one had ever thanked him for something like this before. No one had ever made him feel like he was giving something valuable, something precious, by submitting to their will, not Julian, not Jasper because they hurt him.He leaned in, capturing Drew's lips in a soft, gentle kiss. It was a moment of perfect understanding, of connection on a level deeper than either of them had expected when they started this journey together.As they pulled apart, Liam smiled up at Drew. “Thank you too,” he said softly. “For showing me that there's more to sex than I ever imagined. For helping me explore parts of myself I didn't even know existed.”Drew's eyes darkened with emotion. “It's my pleasure, Liam. More th
But Drew seemed content to tease, to torment. His hands and lips explored every inch of Liam's skin, carefully avoiding his straining erection. Liam writhed against his restraints, pleading with his eyes for Drew to end his torment.Finally, Drew relented, his hand wrapping around Liam's length. Liam cried out, his hips bucking wildly as Drew stroked him with firm, sure movements.“Oh god, yes,” Liam gasped, his head thrown back in ecstasy. “Please, Drew, please don't stop.”Drew tightened his grip. “That's right, baby,” he murmured. “Let me hear you. Let everyone know how much you love my cock.”Liam's cries grew louder as Drew increased his pace. He felt like he was on fire, his entire world narrowed down to the sensation of Drew's hand on him, the heat building in his core.“I'm close,” he warned, his voice hoarse with need. “Drew, I'm so close.”Drew didn't slow down. If anything, his strokes became faster, more insistent. Liam could feel his orgasm building, coiling tight in his