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MY Ex's Father, My Obsession And drag me back?
Caitlyn’s POV An explosion of fire bursts inside me, spreading from my stomach to the tips of my fingers that they tingle. My body spasms that I can't breathe.The invasion of his lips against mine hits me so off guard that my first instinct is to push him away but when I bring my clammy palms to his chest, wanting to shove him so hard as I can, but when his white teeth sinks on my bottom lip, nipping it and then licking it, soothing the sharp sting with his warm tongue, feral want surges through my veins waking the sex-depraved animal inside me. A raspy moan travels up through my throat. My fingers curl inside his shirt, my nails.grazing down to his hardened stomach, all muscles and sinfully defined, halting just above where his belt buckle lays.He breathes out a hiss against my lips before his tongue slides inside my mouth, gliding it against mine.I writhe as ecstasy sours through me from the mere intrusion of his wet tongue against mine. The knowledge of his hands on me sends
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession You’ll never be done with me.”
Caitlyn ClarkeI practically run through the club, my racing heart pushing me through the glass doors outside to the rain that falls on my overheated skin like a cool kiss.The sky is dark and the streets are quiet let alone for the flickering street lamp a few blocks away before it goes dark.NoI squeeze my eyes closed, waiting for the generator to kick on. The city is supposed to have some sort of backup generator, right? It is the twenty-first century, for goodness’ sake.But the lights aren’t turning on.And the dark is closing in.In. Out.In. Out.I should get in my car, and maybe then I won't feel the darkness creeping on me. But then I drove into the club’s basement and going back isn't an option.I should have ran up to the apartment, but then I was riding too high on my emotions to decide where to head next, apart from getting as far away as I can.So, I opt to walk in the rain rather than confine myself inside my car. Because that would leave me to explode.I cross my hand
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession Against her will?
CAITLYN CLARKE’S POV I jump to my feet, “Go, Bambi, go!”Bass pounds through the floor like a second heartbeat, rattling the stage, vibrating through my ribs. Neon lights strob across slick skin and glitter on bodies draped in silk. The DJ’s voice booms over the speakers, hyping the crowd as dollar bills flutter like confetti on the stage.“COME ON, BABY!” someone screams beside me before popping a bottle of Dom Pérignon somewhere behind me.The air is thick—perfume, liquor, heat. August hasn’t loosened its grip yet, and inside the club it feels like the temperature has doubled. Bambi spins, arches, and the room loses its mind.When the music drops to a slow, hypnotic rhythm, she moves closer to the edge of the platform, eyes scanning the stage, and I reach into my purse, grab a stack of dollar bills before sneaking them into her garter straps. “You put quite a performance up there, Bambi.”“Oh, thank you. I love your outfit.” She looks me over before disappearing into the crowd. I’
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession You speaking in Russian turns me on!”
VLADISLAV MIKHAILOV There is a first for everything, I suppose or rather the good old men say.Like having a bunch of adrenaline-high rookies ambush each and every of my shipments. Like foolishly strutting into an Italian’s territory without back up. Many would call this foolish…a miscalculation maybe. But I call this keeping my enemies close.Like going on my knees after confessing the most outrageous emotions…now that? That was definitely a first. Then again, it’s not everyday the feisty shit of a wife remains silent after you confess your most vulnerable feelings to her. Not even one of her fiery derogatory retorts.Only silence. It is the one little thing I had wanted from her. Yet when she presents it to me on a silver platter, I wish to fill her mouth with something…anything to have her speak back to me. The image of her, on her knees, looking up at me with those doe-shaped soft brown eyes, plays in my mind. It sends a rush of heat down my groins. Makes my blood rush in my
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession Do you feel that?
CaitlynPancakes.Something smelled of pancakes—blueberry flavored ones to be precise. I love pancakes. But something about that smell made my stomach churn in a giddy way.I roll out of bed, brush my teeth, and take a quick shower. After combing my hair, I wear one of Vlad’s long-sleeve t-shirts. The collar is slipping off my shoulder as I pad to the kitchen to find Vlad at the stove, shirtless, his hair wet. I like him like this, this casual side of him not many get to see. Like this, he feels more like…mine.But that feeling is short-lived because as soon as I wrap my hands around his waist, he tenses. Uncertainty flickers through my being. He has been quite…different these last couple of days. Things have been well, since that day he slow fucked me. And an insecure part of me has been obsessing what it could mean. I hadn’t asked for more either because I’ve been too afraid that it could push him away. Right now I’ve been content with what he’s been dishing my way for I know poking
MY Ex's Father, My Obsession You are a drug that I’m fucking addicted to
Caitlyn’s pov The air in the room swells with cruel intensity as my gaze falls on his stoic yet gloomy one. An unpredictable tsunami is brewing inside his eyes. One hat wouldn’t second guess to carry me deep into the sea if I so much as flinch or breathe the wrong way.Pressure builds up low in my stomach at the mere glaze of his huge frame on top of mine, dwarfing me, parading the power dynamic here as if his presence isn’t intimidating enough.But I ain't complaining because everything feels…somehow shamelessly familiar. A familiarity that I wasn’t sure to have been longing for until he touched me that it dawned.How I want to be consumed by his fire!Yet it's me who’s burning from inside. My heart is racing as if I’m running a marathon. My blood is roaring so loud in my ears that it's the only thing I can hear. And all I can manage to do in my crumpled up position is crane my face to the side just to get a glimpse of my custom made Greek God.Vlad has finished securing my hands w
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