LOGINBELİNDA“You seemed plenty satisfied while my face was buried in your cunt,” Darian said, his voice ice-cold.To hell with his filter. He truly didn’t have one. Not a single gram!His words literally made my womanhood throb all over again.“It was a mistake!” I folded my arms across my chest. “As you’ve said before and pointed out repeatedly, once the job is done, everyone goes their separate ways. There’s no point in making the roads difficult!”“Sure, you got your fix! Am I supposed to just stay like this?”My eyes involuntarily flicked down to his tool, which was still holding its hardness.I shrugged. “More power to your hand, tiger!”He didn't say a word. His lips thinned into a straight line as he spun on his heels and stormed out of the room in a fit of rage.I sat down on the bed, almost collapsing.“He won’t forget this, Paspas!” I said, turning to the cat. I swear my knees were shaking. “I’m pretty damn sure he’s going to make us pay
DARIANBelinda quickly shoved me off her. She scrambled up from the sofa and tried to pull herself together. She gathered her panties—the ones I’d tossed on the floor—into a ball in her palm and fixed her hair."Fuck this shit!" I snapped, reaching for my pants. My eyes were locked on Belinda."Wait for me in your room!"Without a word, a look of pure confusion on her face, Belinda hurried toward her room. I headed for the door to open it."You kept us waiting a long time!" Julian said, eyeing me suspiciously. "What’s up? You look like a mess," he added as he walked inside. "Did we interrupt something?"He was smirking openly. If Amanda hadn't been standing right there, I would’ve taken great pleasure in smashing that face of his. Like there was some kind of gold hidden here! Why the hell couldn't they have stayed downstairs? Both Marcus’s and Luke’s places were bigger than mine.Julian studied me with an amused expression, as if he’d read exactly what I was thinking. Since he’d marri
DARIANI don’t know what was driving me. Was it rage? Was it the lust that had been scorching me from the inside all night? Or was it those instincts I mentioned?I didn’t know.The only thing I knew was that if I didn't lose myself inside her right now, I was going to lose my mind.I pulled her blouse down as if I wanted to rip it to shreds. She wasn't wearing a bra underneath. This was bad—she might as well have just shot me, that would've been easier!"Were these things just roaming free all night?" I cursed. "You’re a goddamn plague, woman!""I don’t really like bras!"That little piece of information was definitely going to stay nailed to my brain from now on."Where should I start eating you from?" I asked. I ran my tongue along the line of her bottom lip. "From here?" I continued. Then I cupped her breast, kneading it in my hand. "Or from here?"I pressed my cock hard against her most private spot. "Or maybe here?"Her moan sounded like the most beautiful melody to my ears. It
BELINDAI pulled my focus away from Darian and centered it on Michael, who was waiting for an answer on the phone."You left without being seen," Michael said. Was I supposed to be seen? Why?"We left in a hurry. Is there a problem?"Darian grumbled to himself. I ignored him. He seemed to have found something else to get pissed about."There’s a celebration during the week. A friend is having a wedding celebration—one of the people who heard you tonight. He wants you to perform that evening. I didn't want to say yes without asking you first."Stage time meant money. "Sure. That would be great. It works for me.""Alright then. You’re on stage Wednesday night.""Okay. Thanks a lot. I’ll stop by tomorrow and we can talk details.""Alright, Belinda. See you then. Good night.""Good night."I hung up."What the fuck is he calling for at this hour?"This time, it was my turn to frown. Who was he to demand an explanation from me
BELİNDA"That car is too crowded thanks to you. Marcus stayed behind too. There’s no room for me. Hey, if you still want me to get out, I’ll just go and ask Michael to drive me home," I said, pushing his buttons.I’d clearly noticed how much it pissed him off when Michael was anywhere near me. He didn't disappoint. He shot me a furious look and did a high-speed takeoff.Oh my God! I buckled my seatbelt instantly. The needle hit two hundred in a heartbeat. And it kept climbing fast."Are you insane? Slow down!""Did anyone tell you to get in?" He was weaving through cars one after another, and I was certain we were going to die tonight."You won't even have to see Amanda die. Because we are going to be the ones who die!" I screamed.He slammed his fist against the steering wheel, making me jump in my seat. He was acting like a total madman. He wasn't even trying to understand people; he was just wrapping himself in his own rage."Watch your goddam
BELINDAIf his nose fell off, I swear he wouldn’t deign to lean down and pick it up. Did I care? Of course not. It was his call. Just because he was all fired up and his prick was twitching for me didn't mean I was going to jump into bed with him.Not that it was a bad idea, I’ll admit! But as long as he put his horniness above everything else, I wasn't going to give him what he wanted."No matter how much meaning I try to attach to you, the result is always the same," I whispered."And what’s that? Would you be kind enough to inform me?"I smirked. "Absolutely. You're just a total prick!"With his dark hair, tanned skin, sharp jawline, and a body built for lust, he was pushing me to my absolute limit. But thanks to my stance against "pretty boys," I was able to control myself like a goddamn saint.Refusing to get any closer to him, I turned my gaze toward the couple I’d met tonight."Thank you so much for coming all this way.""It was worth





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