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Chapter 24: You Look Like Shit
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I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me I LET MY FATHER'S RIVAL TASTE ME
Chapter 12 — Vespera’s POVNight had fully come by the time Thorne finally allowed me to straighten from the desk, the long hour of remaining bent and open with his cum slowly slipping down my thighs having left me restless and aching in a way that felt deliberately cultivated. He had taken two more calls while still buried inside me, his voice never once losing its calm professional edge even as his hips delivered the occasional deep, reminding thrust that forced me to bite back every sound. When he at last withdrew and told me I could stand, my legs were unsteady and the soft leather of the collar felt heavier than it had that morning.He did not lead me back to the bedroom. Instead he walked to the far side of the open living space where the floor-to-ceiling windows stretched unbroken across the entire wall, the glittering sprawl of the city spread out far below like a living map of lights and movement. He stopped only inches from the glass and looked at me over his shoulder, the
I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me I LET MY FATHER'S RIVAL TASTE ME
Chapter 11 — Vespera’s POVThe second full day of formal protocol began the moment I opened my eyes and found Thorne already dressed and standing at the foot of the bed, the quiet authority in his posture making it clear that every small freedom I had still clung to the day before was about to be stripped away. I sat up carefully, the collar shifting against my throat, and waited. He did not speak at first. He simply pointed to the rug, and I slid from the mattress to my knees with my thighs parted and my hands resting on my thighs, the position already beginning to feel less foreign than it had only twenty-four hours earlier.“From this moment until I say otherwise,” he said, voice calm and absolute, “you will ask permission for every single thing. You will ask before you stand, before you drink, before you eat, before you use the bathroom, before you speak anything that is not a direct answer to a question I have asked. If you forget, the consequence will be immediate and unpleasa
I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me I LET MY FATHER'S RIVAL TASTE ME
Chapter 10 — Thorne’s POVMorning light had only just begun to filter through the tall glass when I woke with her still soft and warm against my chest, the collar resting against my forearm where it had stayed through the night and the quiet evidence of everything I had left inside her still faint on the sheets between us. I remained still for several long minutes, simply feeling the steady rise and fall of her breathing and the way her body had curled into mine without hesitation once sleep took her, and the quiet certainty that settled behind my ribs had little to do with the original three-month agreement and everything to do with how completely she had already begun to yield. When I finally shifted she made a small sound of protest in her sleep, the soft noise pulling a low thread of satisfaction through me before I eased my arm free and left the bed to start the day.I showered and dressed in clean trousers and an open shirt, then returned to the bedroom with a glass of water a
I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me I LET MY FATHER'S RIVAL TASTE ME
Chapter 9 — Vespera's POVThe penthouse had deepened into night by the time Thorne finally eased me off his lap, the slow slide of his cock leaving me drawing a soft, involuntary sound from my throat that he answered with a low hum of approval before he stood and lifted me into his arms as if I weighed nothing at all.He carried me through the darkened living space without speaking, the city lights glittering beyond the glass like scattered diamonds, and the steady beat of his heart against my cheek felt strangely grounding after the long, relentless hours of the day.The master bedroom was cool and dim when he shouldered the door open, the wide bed already turned down, and he set me in the center of the mattress with a care that contrasted the rougher ways he had already used me since midnight, the soft leather of the collar still warm against my throat as I sank into the expensive sheets.He undressed fully for the first time since the morning, the dim light tracing the broad lines
I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me I LET MY FATHER'S RIVAL TASTE ME
Chapter 8 — Thorne’s POVI remained braced above her on the soft rug for several long minutes after the last pulse of my release had faded, the quiet weight of her body beneath mine and the steady flutter of her cunt around my softening cock a tangible reminder of how completely she had opened for me once the blindfold and clamps were gone. The afternoon light had shifted toward the deeper gold of early evening, the city beyond the glass beginning to glitter with the first scatter of lights, and still I made no move to withdraw, content for the moment to simply feel the way her breathing gradually steadied against my chest and the soft leather of the collar pressed warm between us. When I finally eased free the slow slide drew a soft, involuntary sound from her throat that settled low in my own, and I watched the thick evidence of what I had left inside her begin to slip free in a glistening trail that tracked down the curve of one thigh and onto the expensive rug beneath us.I rose
I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me I LET MY FATHER'S RIVAL TASTE ME
Chapter 7 — Vespera’s POVThe two hours stretched longer than any I had ever endured, the soft silk of the blindfold turning the penthouse into a world of pure sensation where every small shift of my weight sent the chain between the clamps swaying and the slender plug inside me pressing deeper with a steady, insistent pressure that refused to fade. I remained on my knees exactly as he had left me, thighs parted, hands resting on my thighs, the leather collar warm against my throat and the cool air of the room brushing over skin that felt increasingly sensitive with every passing minute. The distant sounds of Thorne working at his desk—the soft click of keys, the occasional shift of his chair, the quiet turn of a page—became the only markers of time, and the longer I knelt the more the ache in my nipples and the fullness in my ass blended into a single, low thrum of need that made staying still feel like its own form of deliberate torment.I tried to keep my breathing even, tried to
I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me Chapter 4: He Took My Virginity
Harlow's POV I woke up alone.The spot beside me on the bed was cold. No dent in the pillow. No lingering warmth. Kael had left sometime in the night, and I did not even remember him going.My throat was sore. My wrists ached where the rope had bitten into my skin. Between my legs, there was a dul
I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me Chapter 3: I'm Still Going To Be A Brat
Harlow's POV Someone banged on the front door. I leaped up from the couch, heart pounding. Sage had left earlier, and she always forgot her keys. I wiped my face with the back of my hand and walked over to the door.“Do not tell me you forgot your keys again. You always do.”I pulled open the door
I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me Chapter 2: Were You A Virgin
Harlow's POV I lay on the bed, chest heaving, mind completely empty. Kael had just been inside me. Every inch of him. And now his cum was dripping down my thigh and I could not think straight.He sat back on the mattress beside me. “Fuck.”I closed my eyes. Let the warmth spread through my body. T
I Let My Father's Best Friend Taste Me Chapter 1: Losing My Virginity To The Wrong Man
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