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048 — Just Getting Started
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Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 049 — Down My Throat
Ava’s POVLeon tugged his trousers off him in one rough pull, letting them drop somewhere in the dark corner of the room.He stood there, completely naked, his cock thick and veined, standing hard and proud, the cap already slick with pre-cum. His hand wrapped around the base of his dick, stroking slow and lazy. He bit his lower lip, those dark eyes dragging over every inch of me, hungry and unashamed.I was still tied up, my wrists burning from the tight bite of his belt against the bed headboard. My arms ached bad, pulled high above my head for long, and now my shoulders were starting to cramp a little. But damn... that ache only made the heat between my legs worse. My pussy was throbbing, soaked from the orgasm he'd just forced out of me. The sheets under me were a mess, damp and sticky.Helpless. That's exactly what I was. Completely, utterly helpless. And damn it, I'd never craved anything like this before....He climbed on the bed like he owned it—owned me—his knees sinki
Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend. 048 — Just Getting Started
Ava’s POVLeon pulled his mouth off my neck so slowly that it felt like torture to me.His lips was shiny with spit. His breath came in, very rough, uneven waves of air hit my skin, hot enough to burn. He lifted his head, tilted it just a little, and stared straight into my eyes.Whatever softness had been there before was all gone. His gaze was pure darkness now. It was dark and lethal. His mouth hovered just an inch from mine. I could feel the heat rolling off it, and I could taste the hunger on his tongue before it even touch me.“I’m going to make it up to you,” he growled, his voice so low that it vibrate in my bones. “Every single night I left you alone… I’m paying it back tonight.”My body betrayed me instantly. A rush of heat flood between my thighs. My pussy throbbed, real needy and aching, like it had been waiting weeks for exactly this promise when it wasn’t.He didn’t even wait for me to respond.His head dropped again, his mouth dragging a wet, burning trail line d
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.”
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