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
The music pulses through the room, setting the rhythm for our dance. I lead her onto the dance floor and pull her closer, our bodies nearly touching. Her captivating blue eyes are locked onto mine, and I can’t help but marvel at them for what feels like the millionth time. “You have nothing to wor
She tilts her head slightly, a sly grin dancing on her lips as she repeats herself, “I was saying this place is fantastic. Your brother really has an eye for perfection.” “He sure does,” I agree with a nod. It’s one of the few things we share in common, aside from our shared bloodline and last name
Vladimir begins to speak, his voice oozing authority and confidence. “Welcome, everyone, to this extraordinary gathering. I can’t emphasize how much this means to me,” his tone hardens ever so slightly, and I notice one of his guests swallowing nervously. “I’d like to express my gratitude to all of
Tears sting my eyes so sharply that I have to take a long, deep breath to make sure they don’t spill over. “I don’t want an apology,” I tell her, which is nothing but the truth. I don’t want her to be sorry for something she doesn’t consider wrong. I don’t want her to be sorry for anything but this







