POV: Allison I hesitated for just a brief moment and Ray noticed immediately. I guess he figured out what could be going through my mind because he pause for a brief second, his eyes fixed on mine. “I can’t promise anything, Allie. I care about you deeply and I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you and our babies and I’ll...”“I know what I’m getting into, Ray. So shut up and fuck me,” I let out boldly, surprising myself. He smiled and kissed my lips, biting my lower lip. He began slowly, his fingers tracing the curve of my jawline, then drifting down my neck, mapping the contours of my collarbone. His touch was feather-light, deliberate, as if he were memorizing every inch of me. I closed my eyes, letting out a soft sigh as his hands moved lower, skimming over the swell of my breasts, teasing the sensitive peaks through the thin fabric of my silk camisole. My nipples pebbled instantly, and I felt a warmth pooling between my thighs, a wetness that made my cheeks burn with embarrass
POV: Allison His mouth left my skin, and I whimpered at the loss. But then I felt him move. Felt the bed dip as he knelt behind me. His chest pressed against my back, his hard length a searing brand against the curve of my rear. His hands slid from my hips, around to my stomach, then upward to claim my breasts again from behind.“So perfect,” he rasped in my ear, his voice rough. He rolled my nipples between his fingers, pinching them just on the right side of pleasure-pain while his mouth found that spot on my neck, sucking lightly. “I could play with these for hours, Peaches. Watch them bounce when I finally fuck you.”The crude, possessive words, spoken in that dark, intimate space, shattered the last of my inhibitions. A fresh flood of warmth soaked my core. I was dripping for him, needy and empty.One of his hands abandoned my breast, sliding down over the quivering plane of my stomach, through the damp curls below. He didn’t plunge in. He traced my folds with a single, firm fin
POV: Allison The world shrank to the size of this bedroom, to the sound of his breathing and the distant, angry buzz of an argument floating through the window from the street below. Ray’s hands were on my hips, turning me, his touch both an invitation and a command. I didn’t resist. How could I?“Eyes on me, Allie,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated right through me. His gaze was intense, hot, and it held me tighter than any physical restraint could. From his pocket, he drew a length of deep crimson silk, the fabric whispering against itself. He didn’t ask. He simply took my wrist, his thumb stroking the delicate skin there, a silent apology for the captivity to come. He looped the scarf around, the knot firm but not cruel, and tied the other end to the solid post of his four-poster bed. The second wrist followed, leaving me standing, arms slightly stretched, my heart hammering against my ribs.I am completely his...He stepped close again, his heat searing through m
POV: Allison As I stared into his eyes, the room seemed to shrink around us, the air thick with unspoken tension. I thought back to when Ray had calmly pulled my hand to his chest. His heartbeat thrummed steadily beneath my palm, a rhythmic pulse that felt both grounding and intoxicating. “You hurt me right here,” he said, his voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of emotion. His gaze locked onto mine, intense and unyielding, as if daring me to look away. I felt his words resonate deep within me, a mix of guilt and desire swirling in my chest. Slowly, he began to pull away, his eyes never leaving mine, searching for any sign of resistance. But there was none. My cheeks flushed, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps as the electric current of our unspoken passion crackled between us.“You’ve been such a naughty, naughty girl,” Ray continued, his tone deliberate, almost clinical, yet laced with a promise that made my stomach flip. “And you deserve to be punished. I’ll have to
POV: Allison “What are you saying Ray, why would you even think that?I thought we are on the same page, I thought you supported me?”“Yeah, I thought so too until I found out that you have no feelings for me. You are simply using me to get vengeance on your family. While its sexy and cute that you chose to trust me, it still bothers me that you are focused on breaking their relationship instead of focusing on the bigger picture. The deal is to get back everything that belongs to you and not to...” “No, Raymond!We set out to retrieve everything that was stolen from me, that’s the deal. And she stole my husband too, didn’t she?” I asked in anger.“Oh Really?And now you want him back too huh?” He scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief.“No, No, No, I never said that... I don’t want Williams back, I never wanted him back, Ray. Jeez!Where’s all this coming from?” I asked in frustration. I don’t recall where this is from, I can’t believe we are fighting because of Williams. “Enough,
POV: Allison “That’s the difference between Ariana and me, Ray. She expects commitment from Williams because she is carrying his child. But I don’t expect anything from you, Raymond. I don’t have any expectations, and we are not bound by commitments or loyalty. We just care deeply for each other and for our babies,” I told him, smiling. I thought he would be happy that I do not expect anything from him; I thought that’s what he wanted until I looked up and saw the frown on his face. “What’s wrong, Ray? Did I say something wrong?” I asked him, looking into his eyes. But he simply smiled down at me, turned to lean on the bar, and sipped from his glass of bourbon. I could feel the rage oozing from him. I tried to think back to what I said, but I don’t know what could have made him react this way. The party was getting boring because I couldn’t bring myself to leave Ray's side when I knew that he was furious at me. Ariana and Mon sat waiting for William while I still sat by Ray's side,