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036 — Double Stuffed.
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Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 047 — I'm Sorry Too
Ava’s POVThe bedroom suddenly felt too big for me tonight. It was too quiet. Too full of everything we weren’t saying.Leon let the suitcase fall with a heavy thud right by the door. The sound punched the air and it startled me a little.On the dresser sat those beautiful white roses he’d just gave me—perfect, still wrapped in plastic. They looked like the kind of flowers you send when you miss someone dearly, someone that you can't let a day pass without thinking about them. I couldn’t even glance at them without my stomach twisting.He started taking his clothes off the way he always does when he thinks that I’m half-asleep: slow, and unhurried.His jacket slid off his shoulders. He tugged his tie loose, and tossed on the chair. His fngers working each shirt button like he had all the time in the world. The black shirt he wore on the inside parted and there it was—that broad chest oc his that I used to press my cheek against just to listen to his heartbeat after sex. He shrug
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 046 — The Smile That Lied
Ava’s POVThe wine glass slipped from my fingers before I even realized it was already tilting from my hands.It hit the marble floor with a sharp, explosive crack, red wine exploding everywhere: across the tiles, up the cabinets, little droplets splattering like blood against the white grout.My hand just hung there in the air, frozen, and trembling. I stood there, hoping that my unease isn't visible.Then his voice floated in from the hallway, warm and rough around the edges from the long flight.“Ava? Baby, I’m home!”The sound of his suitcase wheels rolling slow over the hardwood which was followed by a soft thud when he stopped it by the door.My eyes darted straight to the space between me and Julian.We weren’t touching. Not even close. We were four feet apart from each other.Relief crashed over me so hard that my knees went weak for a second. I had to lock them to stay standing.Leon walked in, looking exactly like a man who’d just spent hours on a plane. His hair was a lit
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 045 — Trapped Forever
Ava’s POV“GET THE FUCK OUT!!!” The scream just came out of me like something wild, something I didn’t even recognize as my own voice anymore. It cracked halfway out of me, dry and shaky. My whole body shook with it.Julian didn’t move. He didn't even blink an eye. He just stayed there, his shoulder against the doorframe, and that half-empty whiskey bottle dangling from his fingers like it weighed nothing to him. His eyes were pitch black in the low light. They were dull but still so damn sharp. Like he could see straight through my skull.He laughed. Not loud at all. Just this low, nasty sound that crawled up my spine and made my skin crawl.“It’s not over, Ava,” he said, his voice rough like he’d swallowed gravel and smoke. “It’s never fucking over. You know that well.”I moved forward without thinking, got right up in his face, my chest heaving so hard it hurt.“It is!” I yelled, tears burning at the backs of my eyes. “I’m done, Julian! We’re done!! Get that through your thick
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 044 — He Never Listens
Ava’s POVI was laying on the bed still wearing that stupid silk nightdress—the one I’d grabbed straight out of the shower because I couldn’t be bothered to find anything else. The room was almost completely dark. Just the glow from the city outside slipping through the small gap in the curtains, and painting long silver stripes across the floor.My phone lay face-down next to my pillow, just black screen. It was dead silent. I kept glaring at it like it was a bomb that was about to go off any second.I’d ended it. I swear I did. I walked out of his house, looked him dead straight in the eye, and said the words. Out loud and damn crystal clear. We’re done, Julian. Done. I meant them. Every single one.But the second I just let my eyes close, there he was—burned behind my eyelids. That slow, crooked smile when I told him it was over. The way his voice dropped, so low and lethal, like he was promising me something terrible and crazy. “This is not the end of our ordeal, Ava.”
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 043 — Paid to Be Ruined
Bella’s POVI was still trembling all over, little aftershocks sparking through my thighs, when Rev’s voice sliced through the thick, sex-soaked air.“Ride his dick, baby.”His voice was low and rough. No room for arguing.My eyes flicked to Derek. He was already stretched out in the middle of that huge black bed like he owned it,. He folded his hands behind his head, his abs flexing every time he breathed. That thick black cock of his stood straight up, dark and slick, his veins pulsing like it was begging for me. He didn’t say a word. He just stared at me with that lazy, half-lidded smirk that always made my stomach flip.I crawled to him on shaky hands and knees, the bed dipping under me. My thighs were slick—his cum, Rev’s cum, mine—everything mixing together and sliding warm down my skin. Every tiny shift made my swollen pussy throb. Fuck, I felt filthy. Perfectly filthy.I climbed over him, my knees on either side of his hips, facing away so my back was to his chest. His cock
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 042 — Used From Both Ends
Bella’s POVMy knees wouldn’t hold me anymore. They’d turned to liquid, shaking jelly the second Rev pulled out of me downstairs. I had to crawl to that massive black bed, my palms slipping on the silky sheets, and cum still sliding slow and warm down the inside of my thighs.My breasts felt swollen and heavy, my nipples stinging from all the rough hands and mouths they’d taken tonight. I knew I looked like a hot mess— my hair was stuck to my face, my mascara would be probably halfway down my cheeks—and Fuck, I loved it. Loved how used I felt. Loved how wanted.I didn’t even get my whole body on the bed before Rev was on me.He grabbed my hips with his big, rough hands, his fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. He didn’t ask or warn me—He just yanked my ass up into the air like I weighed nothing. My back arched sharp and deep, my face shoved down into the cool sheets. My hair was everywhere, sticking to my sweaty skin, getting in my mouth. I barely managed one shaky breath.
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