Mag-log in“I’m so close, baby. Fuck, I’m coming.” “Come for me, baby. I’m so damn ready to explode too.” And she does, her pussy’s warm walls clamp all around me, and that’s exactly the amount of pressure I need to blow my load. Before I know it, we’re both howling with intense—almost blinding—pleasure. Our
“Sit on my face,” I tell her, and feel her eyes on me. “Just take off your panties and sit on my face. Let me eat you, baby.” “Vector—are you sure?” “Damn fucking sure, Liz. Just come up here and sit, and don’t you dare to take that dress off.” I want to smother myself in that gorgeous wedding dre
She frowns, glaring at me. “I told you to stop doing that. You’re gonna hurt yourself someday.” “I don’t fucking care if I get hurt while loving you. I don’t think I would ever regret that kind of pain.” She continues to glare, apparently not convinced. She shifts and starts to get up, but I’m stu
[VECTOR] I never thought this day would ever come. Not before I met Lizzy Jones. It’s all been a whirlwind, my life, that is. From the day I was born to the day I lost everything, I lived a greater part of my life in absolute fear. Fear of not being trusted, fear of not being enough, fear of not b
“It’s okay, papa. It’s all going to be okay.” When my gaze locks with Xavier for a brief second, I know I’m not the only one with a raised brow and a speechless expression. When did the kids grow up so fast? I shake my head, pulling Joey to my lap, afraid he would grow up that fast too. I mean, he
However, before she can finish what she has obviously been struggling to say, I wrap my arms around her and hug her tightly. “I know,” I smile through the tears threatening to spill any moment now. “You can stop now, though. I know for a fact that talking that much non-stop has never been your fort
[LIZZY] “You must have met Uncle Diego,” Hazel says after I share a somewhat vague account of what I stumbled upon last night. Guilt gnaws at me for invading their privacy like that. If only I had known… “That makes sense,” I sigh, trying to distract myself by running my fingers through Joey’s sof
[LAURA] “Ugh!” I grunt, forcefully pushing everything off the table, and it all ends up scattered on the floor, creating a huge mess. But I couldn’t care less. I’d do it again without a second thought. And again. And again. With frustration boiling over, I angrily toss the lamp from the side table
Memories from six years ago resurface, taking me back to when I saw Tony working at the garage. The hurtful words he spoke still echo in my ears, the way he told me to never return, claiming he had moved on and had no family. Even then, I sensed that something was amiss, that he was hiding a reason
[TREVOR] Something weird is going on here, and by weird, I mean, these people look scared as shit. It’s been hours since Vector left after banging up my face, leaving me tied up in this stupid chair, locked in this shitty room that has no decent view for my bored eyes. All I can see are bad, stink







