LOGINWilliam
He took the blindfold off and I blinked even though the room was dimly lit.
Did he say three? Was he crazy? I wasn't sure how I had survived the last one but I had no energy to fight him so I just laid there.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?"
I've never been self conscious but his praises…God,his praises seemed to give me more confidence than I could ever find outside this room.
"You're mine" he said softly, almost reverently. His hand gently swept over
my ass, one cheek and then the other.
"Yes," I answered without thinking.
Almost instantly his cock was sliding up and down
the crack of my ass and I was pushing back against him, silently begging.
I
wasn't even hard, but I wanted him in me. I wanted him to use me. I wanted to make him feel good. He deserved that.
"You loved getting smacked. You like my hands on you." He stated as a matter of fact before he
grabbed my hips then, pressing his cock hard against me.. "I'm going to take
this gorgeous pink ass."
"Please Sir, please" I was frantic and needy even though I'd already come.
I felt out of my body and all that mattered right then was that
cock and making him moan. "Fuck me, use me." He pushed in deep in one
quick thrust and I moaned, pushing myself up on my bound hands.
"That's my boy. You need this, don't you?" He set a punishing pace, taking
advantage of me being relaxed from the plug. "Take it, yes!"
His hands were everywhere. Holding me back by my shoulders, pinching
my nipples, gripping my ribs and sliding down to my hips.
He paused just
long enough to spank me once more.
Every nerve in my body exploded. "Again. More. God please Sir."
Three more swats landed on my very sore ass before his hand wrapped
around my cock.
"That's what you need, isn't it? So hard for me already, for my cock. You
feel so fucking good. Don't you? Don't you?"
"Yes yes yes!"
"I'm going to fuck you until you explode again. I'm not going to stop, I'm
not going to let up. I will fuck you as long and as hard as it takes. You're
going to let me too, aren't you? You're going to love every fucking thrust."
I collapsed down onto my elbows as he thrusted into me mercilessly. I
lost track of time, of space, of everything.
He fucked me for what felt like
forever, until I was wound so tight that even though my balls were on fire
and my stomach was tight, I was somehow too far gone to come. "Too
much Sir. I can't... help me... I need to.... too much...."
He yanked me upright, one massive arm around my chest and whispered
into my ear. "It is never too much. You're going to come for me, right
now. Now baby, come on." His hand was working magic and when his
tongue traced a line down my neck and his mouth found my collarbone and
sucked, I flew. "That's it, that's my boy."
He threw me back down onto the
mattress and went full out, pistoning in and out of my spasming ass.
My head flew back and forth and I barely managed to breathe. The moan that came out of his mouth was music to my ears. "Fuck,
YES. YES. So fucking good. Oh damn boy." He pulled out slowly and I
felt him leave the bed. "I'm right here, one second" he called.
He undid my ankles and then my wrists and turned me gently onto my side.
He reached into the side of the bed which cleverly hid a small fridge and handed
me a bottle of water. "Here you go. Drink as much as you can while I get us cleaned up.”
Ellias"William," I choked out, my hands flying back to brace myself against the mattress as he leaned closer. "Get off me." He reached out, his massive hand clamping around my ankle tightly. With one effortless pull, he dragged me back down the mattress until I was pinned beneath his shadow once more. “You wanted to play the brat? Fine. I'm going to treat you like one."He shifted his weight above me then flipped me over onto my stomach, pinning my lower back down with the flat of his forearm. The sheer weight of him made it impossible to breathe, let alone fight back."William, stop! Let me up!" I yelled, my face buried in the mattress, my fingers clawing uselessly at the sheets."Quiet," he ordered.He pulled me firmly across his lap as he sat on the edge of my bed. The position was entirely humiliating, leaving me completely exposed and helpless. I was panting, my heart hammering a frantic, erratic rhythm against my ribs, the skin of my bare back flushing hot against the cool ai
ElliasFinding the match wasn't hard.Julian, a guy I shared one of my classes with. He’d been staring at me in the student lounge for about three months.All it took was a single seat next to him and a casual comment about being bored at home on a Tuesday night.By eight o'clock, his sleek silver sedan pulled into our driveway. I was waiting by the front window, watching the headlights cut across the dark lawn. Mother was at a spa resort two towns over.William’s car was parked in its usual spot. He was home."Nice place," Julian said as I opened the front door, his eyes scanning the place. He slid a hand around my waist, pulling me to him with a strong grip. "Thanks," I murmured, my eyes instantly darting toward the dark hallway leading to William’s study. The door was cracked open, a faint sliver of light spilling onto the hardwood floor.Yep, he was there."My parents are out of town," I said, raising my voice, making sure it carried down the corridor. "Come on upstairs."Julian g
ElliasLeon stared at me, the lingering amusement draining from his face until his expression was completely blank. "You're out of your mind.""I'm strategic," I corrected, leaning back against and crossing my legs. A rush of pure adrenaline was already replacing the exhaustion from the mountain. "Think about it, Leon.He watches me. He pushes. He wants to see me break. Let’s see how he reacts when I bring someone home and smash his controlling little world right in his face.""And what happens when he tells your mother?" Leon asked, his voice dripping with skepticism."He won't," I said, my voice dropping to a fierce whisper. "If he catches me, he’ll try to handle it himself. He’ll try to punish me, or lecture me, or whatever twisted thing he does. And the second he oversteps,the second he puts his hands on me where he shouldn't,I have him. I can blow his whole life up."Leon rubbed his temples, letting out a long, heavy breath. "You are playing a dangerous game, Eli. Using sex as bai
Ellias"And we didn't even talk!" I whined, flopping back onto the bed in Leon’s room. i was taking him through my eventful interactions with my step fathe in the woods.Leon chuckled, a low, rumbling sound. He closed his textbook,the one he’d been pretending to read for the last twenty minutes, and set it on the coffee table. "That's tough.""You think?" I forced myself up into a sitting position, my muscles still aching from that brutal mountain trail."I'm just saying... it sounds like your stepfather wants to be more of a daddy."My stomach twisted violently at his words, a hot wave of friction rushing straight up my spine. I let out an unsteady breath, my eyes locking onto his as I searched for words to counter him. But the memories of the last few days replayed in my mind like a loop of film I couldn't stop. William in the kitchen. William on the trail. William pulling down my hoodie to feel the frantic, terrified beat of my pulse. He was a commanding, demanding asshole."He lov
Elliasmother had changed out of her heavy hiking gear and into a thick, oversized knit cardigan, which she was wrapping tightly around herself as if she were freezing to death. Her face was entirely drained of color, her skin looking almost translucent under the fading canopy of the pines.William stood up seamlessly, his relaxed posture vanishing in an instant. He stepped into his place right beside her, wrapping a heavy arm around her waist and pulling her close against his side. "Are you okay, darling?"She nodded rapidly, but her whole body was trembling, her hands clutching at his flannel shirt like a lifeline. "We need to leave. Now! We can leave everything here if we have to, but we need to leave. Elias, get your things. William, please, the keys."My own exhaustion vanished, replaced by a cold spike of dread. I forced myself to my feet, my sore thighs protesting violently from the brutal climb. "Mom? What's wrong? What did you see?"The moment I spoke, her eyes locked onto me
ElliasWilliam’s voice was a low vibration against my skin. His gloved hand rested right against the base of my throat, his thumb pressing lightly over my pulse. I knew he could feel it. My heart was slamming violently against my ribs from a toxic mix of pure exhaustion, terror, and that sickening, addictive heat I couldn't seem to shake.I pressed my back harder into the granite wall, my hands bunching into fists inside my pockets until my nails bit into my palms."I'l be okay," I choked out, staring directly into his cold, unreadable eyes. I forced every ounce of spite I had left into my voice, even though my lungs were burning for air.William didn’t pull away. If anything, he leaned a fraction closer, his broad chest nearly pinning me to the stone. He looked at me patiently and seemingly amused.My breath hitched as his thumb stroked up my jawline, the rough leather of his glove sending a violent shiver straight down my spine. "William! Elias! Look at this view!"My mother's voice
William VanceThe camera flashes had finally died down, leaving the ballroom in a state of silence. The media team was packing their gear, their hushed whispers echoing against the vaulted ceiling.Beside me, Elias was vibrating with tension. The moment my hand left the small of his back, he didn't
William VanceThe door clicked shut, the sound echoing through the silence of my study. I didn't move. I stayed by the window, watching the reflection of the empty room in the glass until the tension in my shoulders finally began to thaw.My hand was still warm where I had brushed the hair from his
ElliasI sat at a corner table in the library, a stack of corporate law textbooks in front of me, though I hadn't turned a page in twenty minutes. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the phantom pressure of William’s thumb against my throat."Your tests aren't even on corporate law." Leo said, dropp
ElliasThe first morning in the Vance estate felt like waking up in a nightmare.The man I had slept with is now my stepfather. If my mother gets to know that she would die before even killing us. One, his now husband had slept with a man, two,her son is the man, a question which brings about three,







