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Stacy - I need him 2
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2025-08-16 03:48:02"No escort today. I'm taking you," he said, holding out his hand to me. "Ready to go?"
Shut your fucking mouth, Scott Brady.How long did I have to compose myself before he got suspicious? When my pussy stopped tightening, I gave him my hand. His eyes gleamed with mischief and hints of lust.Fuck. I took too long.I was so distracted by not wanting to give anything else away, that I didn't even question him about why he was driving me to campus himself today. I half expected the drive to be more of the same, but he kept the conversation on my exam and how excited he was to spend time with me afterwards. He was in such a frenzy about it, his walls down after last night, that I couldn't help being excited too. Slowly my walls were crumbling for him too.I couldn't ignore him forever. Last night was clear evidence that I didn't want to. He was what I survived nearly dying in those woods for. I wanted him. I just needed to be careful abo
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I was ready to accept whatever he said so we could deal with it. Together. That was the only way this worked. If I showed him everything about the new me. The good, the bad, the ugly. Everything. He must have liked something I said or something he saw, or maybe it was just the sadist in him that couldn't resist. Either way, he picked up the second set of cuffs and slapped the empty one around the bedpost. "Just so you know, I know what you're doing. I know this is a power play and that you think you're still in charge, but you're wrong this time. If you want something from me, you're going to have to earn it," he said, raking his eyes over my body again briefly. I kicked the suitcase off the bed and looked at him with a cocky grin. He shook his head and sat down on the bed."The shit in that study is fucked up, okay? But baby you were thirteen when it started. Just a child. A grown ass man forced your hand. Like the badass you are, you gave him
His Mafia Princess Stacy - I fought for us 1
When he entered the bedroom, I was there standing in front of the bed, waiting for him. He didn't so much as glance at me. "Can we talk?" I ventured when he started hastily pulling open closet doors and drawers. "You wanted me to leave. I think it's best that I do just that," he said, pulling out his suitcase and slamming it onto the bed. Shallow breaths. Racing heartbeat. A bead of sweat running down my back. Did he have me panicking? Fucking nothing for the near dead men's blood on my hands, but he pulled out a suitcase and now I went ballistic? It was fucking bullshit. I watched him go up and down, tossing clothes into the suitcase in a frenzy. Still not so much as a glance at me. Baby, I'm not used to this. I don't know how to do this. I'm losing my shit. I thought for sure you'd come in here and say let's talk and we'd figure it out like we always do. How many times did you come back and beg for me? Could you really leave now? Did I break
His Mafia Princess Stacy - I need him 3
"It's not a secret. It just—" he said, trying to control his voice. "Get the fuck out of my way," I insisted, determined to know what else being locked away in this house allowed him to keep from me. He threw his head back and sighed, then let go of my arms and stepped aside. I yanked the door open and barged into the room. He waited in the doorway while I headed to the desk. A folder lay open on it with photos and detailed records scattered all over the desk. I didn't need much time to recognize what this was. Whatever I thought he might have in here, I sure as shit didn't think it was this. "He had no right to give you this," I said, unable to tear my eyes away from the images of all the men and women I shot in my lifetime. I fucking knew trusting Jeff was a stupid idea. I was so high on adrenaline at the time that I wasn't thinking straight. All I wanted was to come home. "He had no fucking right," I screamed, marching back to the
His Mafia Princess Stacy - I need him 2
"No escort today. I'm taking you," he said, holding out his hand to me. "Ready to go?" Shut your fucking mouth, Scott Brady. How long did I have to compose myself before he got suspicious? When my pussy stopped tightening, I gave him my hand. His eyes gleamed with mischief and hints of lust. Fuck. I took too long. I was so distracted by not wanting to give anything else away, that I didn't even question him about why he was driving me to campus himself today. I half expected the drive to be more of the same, but he kept the conversation on my exam and how excited he was to spend time with me afterwards. He was in such a frenzy about it, his walls down after last night, that I couldn't help being excited too. Slowly my walls were crumbling for him too. I couldn't ignore him forever. Last night was clear evidence that I didn't want to. He was what I survived nearly dying in those woods for. I wanted him. I just needed to be careful abo
His Mafia Princess Stacy - I need him 1
My emotions were all over the place. Confusion. Calm. Fear. Mind you, I wasn't afraid of Scott or anyone for that matter. I was afraid for him because he was sharing a house with me. I kept waiting for the panic attack to hit. For my mind to unravel and turn against me, showing me everything I did in those woods on a loop, but it wasn't happening. There were no nightmares. Nothing hindered my cognitive ability. For fuck's sake, I shot four men and two of them were related to me. I shot Don Angelo. Still no reaction. It was like I was on a constant power trip and it scared the shit out of me.This was why I didn't want to share a bed with Scott. When I closed my eyes to sleep, there was no insomnia. I slept like a baby. I didn't want Scott to see what a fucking sociopath I had turned into. There was something else too. I was horny as fuck. I always thought that since sex was a coping mechanism for me, if the anxiety and stress went away my libido would go down too,
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"I'm not letting you toy with me tonight," she said dismissively, before taking the head of my dick in her mouth. "How will you stop me?" I asked her, sticking my fingers back into her pussy before trailing my other hand up her back as she started sucking me off. "You can't with dick in your mouth, baby. You love sucking it too much," I taunted her as she pleasured my dick with her mouth. My hand itched to be on her head, helping her efforts along, but I was on a mission. One fucking year and I still didn't know everything about her body. It was fucking bullshit. My hand trailed up her spine and she shook, her pussy clenching around my fingers. It lasted barely five seconds and she didn't tighten around my fingers as hard as after I fucked her, but she still moaned on my dick while it happened. Taking this as a declaration of war, she started sucking my dick aggressively hard and fast. "So competitive," I teased her, but her holes hadn't been on my dick for a while. The ha
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