LOGIN“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
She grins, her blue eyes sparkling. “Call it fate, perhaps. I saw you sitting alone at the bar and thought you might appreciate some company.” “May I?” I ask, gesturing towards the empty chair across from her. “Of course.” I drape my jacket over the back of the chair and take a seat, placing the
Strangely, he was still asleep. It was an odd sight. Joey was usually the one who woke up even before the damn alarm. He was always too excited about his plans for the day to sleep through the morning. I sat on the edge of his bed and ran my hand over his forehead. My smile vanished. Shit. He ha
Of course, I keep all these feelings to myself and clear my throat. Vector looks up and, for a brief moment, simply gazes at me, removing the pen from his mouth. “What are you doing here?” he asks. “I brought you dinner,” I step inside, even though he never explicitly invited me. I feel a slight t
[LIZZY] After Joey falls asleep, I finally heed Gemma, one of the chef’s assistants, who has been persistently calling me to join them for dinner. My grumbling stomach bullies me to give in, and I make my way downstairs. As soon as Gemma spots me descending, she quickly scrambles to the kitchen and







