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
Uncle Diego looks more impressed by my little speech than anything. He doesn’t even try to hide the way the corner of his mouth twitches in a small grin. “You got a little temper there, just like your mom, don’t you?” He says, teasingly. My jaw practically drops to the floor. “I’m being serious he
He nods, his jaw tight, and I can tell he’s struggling with the idea of being pushed around in a wheelchair. I keep my hand over him, grinning up at him. “Come on, let’s enjoy some fresh air together.” I stand up and move around to the back of the wheelchair, ready to push him. The guard steps asi
My job was to get close to him, to make him trust me, and eventually lower his guard to reveal all the skeletons in his or his brother’s closet. My job was to fool him, to make him think that I was crazy about him, to make him fall for me just as hard. Sleeping with him was not mandatory. In fact, I
[LIZZY] “I don’t think it’s a good idea,” Vector says with his same old zombie expression, frowning at me as he watches me yank his blanket away from his legs and fold it. His face scrunches up in a soft wince when I do that, and I mentally swear to be more gentle next time. I take a brief glance







