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"You're mine now"

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(Marcus’s POV)

The second I told her we were alone, something shifted in Beverley’s eyes. The hesitation and nervousness were still there, flickering like a dying flame, but underneath it burned pure, desperate need. Her pupils were blown wide, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing had already turned shallow. She wanted this as badly as I did.

I didn’t waste another fucking second.

I pulled her into my arms and kissed her hard, pouring weeks of pent-up hunger into it. My tongue claimed her mou
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  • My Mom's Boyfriend    Addicted

    (Marcus’s POV)Beverley was becoming addicted.And I was loving every fucking second of it.The way she had flipped the script on me, those short dresses that barely covered anything, the deliberate bends and wiggles, the risky photos she started sending me during the day, and especially that torturous lap dance the other night, had me completely hooked. She was getting bolder, riskier, and it was making me harder than I had been in weeks. My cock throbbed at the mere thought of her now, even when I was trying to focus on anything else.Yesterday, I woke up with Bianca curled against my side, her arm draped possessively over my chest. She stirred, pressing soft kisses along my neck and sliding her hand down my stomach, clearly wanting more. Normally I would have pulled her on top of me, but today my mind was already elsewhere, on her daughter. Beverley’s teasing from yesterday still burned in my memory, the way she’d left me aching and unfinished. I gently pushed Bianca’s hand away wi

  • My Mom's Boyfriend    Pushing limits

    (Beverley’s POV) The next day, I woke up with a new kind of energy buzzing through my veins. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across my room, but I wasn’t thinking about the weather or the weekend ahead. I was tired of being the one who was always teased, always left wanting more, my body aching with unmet desire. Today, everything was going to change. I wanted Marcus to feel exactly what I had been feeling for weeks, frustrated, desperate, and throbbing with need that had nowhere to go.I slipped out of bed and stood in front of my mirror, heart already racing with anticipation. After rummaging through my drawer, I chose the shortest, sluttiest nightgown I owned: a thin, silky pink one that clung to my curves like a second skin and barely covered my tities. The hem barely reached the bottom of my ass, and the fabric was so sheer that my nipples were clearly visible if the light hit just right. No panties underneath, just the gown and my growing confidence.

  • My Mom's Boyfriend    Dirty words and kinks

    (Beverley’s POV)That night, I didn’t wait for him to come to me.The power I had felt earlier in the day, teasing Marcus relentlessly while Mom was around had awakened something new and hungry inside me. I was tired of always being the one reacting, always being the one left desperate and aching. Tonight, I wanted to take control. I wanted to see him lose himself under me.When I heard the soft, familiar creak of my bedroom door opening around midnight, I was already ready for him. I had been lying in bed in nothing but a thin tank top and panties, heart racing with anticipation. The second Marcus slipped inside and closed the door quietly behind him, I stood up from the bed.He was wearing only his black boxer briefs, his thick cock already hard and straining obviously against the fabric. The moment the door clicked shut, I moved before he could say anything. I pushed him back toward the bed with both hands on his chest. His eyes widened in surprise as I shoved him down onto the ma

  • My Mom's Boyfriend    Punishment

    (Marcus’s POV)Beverley was getting too bold.After her daring performance the day before, sending me that filthy nude photo from her bed, bending over in that tiny dress while “cleaning” right in front of me, flashing her tits and wiggling her ass while Bianca was just in the kitchen, I knew it was time to remind her exactly who was really in control. She had tasted power and was starting to enjoy pushing my buttons. I loved her growing confidence, the way she was becoming more daring and playful, but I couldn’t allow her to forget the natural order of things between us. I was the one in charge. I always had been, and I always would be.I waited patiently until Bianca went upstairs to take one of her long, relaxing baths. The second I heard the water running and the bathroom door close, I stood up from the couch with purpose and went straight to the living room where Beverley was pretending to read a book on the sofa. She looked up at me with those wide, knowing eyes, a hint of a tea

  • My Mom's Boyfriend    More Teasing

    (Beverley’s POV)The next day, something inside me had fundamentally changed.After weeks of being the one constantly teased, pushed, and kept on the edge of desperation by Marcus, I was no longer content with just reacting. I wanted to make him lose control. I wanted to see the powerful, dominant man who had been orchestrating every secret moment in this house finally struggle to keep his composure. The thought sent a dark, thrilling rush through me. For the first time, I felt like I had some power in this dangerous game we were playing.Mom was in the kitchen preparing lunch, humming cheerfully to herself as she chopped vegetables and stirred something on the stove. The familiar domestic sounds drifted into the living room. Marcus was supposedly relaxing on the couch watching TV, but I knew better. He was always watching, always waiting for the perfect moment to strike.Today, I was going to give him a show he wouldn’t forget.I slipped upstairs to my room first, heart already pound

  • My Mom's Boyfriend    CHAPTER 32: GAINING CONTROL

    (Marcus’s POV)Beverley was getting bold.Too bold.After days of me teasing her mercilessly, driving her crazy with secret touches, filthy texts, and stolen moments, she had finally started fighting back. That little show on the staircase earlier had my cock aching for hours afterward. The way she pulled her dress down, squeezing those perfect heavy tits together while pinching her nipples. The way she bent over, arched her back, and spread her ass to show me her dripping, bare pussy right there in the house while her mom sat in the living room. It was reckless. Dangerous. And so fucking hot.She was testing me. Pushing boundaries to see how far she could go. And while part of me loved her growing confidence, another, darker part needed to remind her exactly who was really in control.That night, after Bianca had fallen into a deep sleep beside me, I waited until the house was completely quiet. The only sounds were the faint ticking of the clock and Bianca’s soft, even breathing. I s

  • My Mom's Boyfriend    First text

    (Beverley’s POV)I stayed in my room for the rest of the evening, curled up on my bed with my knees pulled tight to my chest like I was trying to disappear into myself. The slap from Mom still stung on my cheek, a hot, throbbing reminder every time I touched it, but it was nothing compared to the d

  • My Mom's Boyfriend    Master plan

    (Marcus’s POV)I was in the bedroom when Bianca stormed in later, her face flushed with anger and hurt. She closed the door behind her a little too hard, the slam echoing through the room, and leaned against it, breathing heavily like she’d just run a marathon. Her robe was slightly disheveled, ha

  • My Mom's Boyfriend    Heated words

    (Beverley’s POV)I barely slept that night. The conversation with Mom kept replaying in my head on an endless loop, like a broken record I couldn’t turn off no matter how hard I tried. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her hopeful face from earlier in the evening, that soft, almost apologetic expr

  • My Mom's Boyfriend    After they talked

    Marcus's POV I was lying on the bed scrolling through my phone when Bianca walked into the bedroom, looking stressed. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows across the room. Bianca closed the door behind her and let out a long sigh, rubbing her temples. Her shoulders slumped, hair messy fr

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