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
[LIZZY] I know he told me not to run. I know he told me not to hide. But it’s as if I am programmed to do exactly what he told me not to do—or maybe it’s just the dread—because the moment the door crashes against the doorway and the lock clicks into place, I jump out of bed and stumble towards the
Was this guy for real? Did he just spoil Endgame for me? Because there was no way I could watch that movie without picturing Joey bashing heads with a Thanos-faced Vector. This was all so messed up! All the more reason not to waste my time. I shook my head and rushed to that office chamber, barel
“What kind of name is Tim?” I asked, and instantly knew I shouldn't have sounded as if I was going to chop his head off if he didn't offer me a better explanation for having a name like that. But he didn’t seem to have any problem with my snarky attitude, as if somehow he was used to it. Something
For some reason, I expected Rose, the head maid at the time, to appear at any moment and give me her signature "you're so screwed" glare before squeezing me into a stifling hug. That old woman didn't show emotions until she was scared shitless, and something told me she'd be scared for me if she saw







