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PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 40: Please Damien
SCARLETT“And maybe I’ll make you watch,” I continued taunting him, reveling in the effects of my words on him.. “Maybe, just maybe I’ll record every moment of it and send it to you just to rub it in your fucking face—“But before I could finish my sentence, I found myself pressed against the wall, Damien’s fingers wrapping around my neck with a possessive grip. The suddenness of his action made me gasp, my heart racing as I met his intense gaze.His eyes bore into mine with a fiery intensity that sent a thrill down my spine, the hunger in his gaze igniting a spark of desire within me. The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down my spine. In that moment, I could feel the raw power emanating from him, that familiar primal urge to possess me was consuming every fiber of his being.The heat radiating from his body was so obvious, sending waves of arousal coursing through her veins. I could feel the outline of his hardened length pressing against my core, even through the barrier of her
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 41: Fuck me harder
SCARLETTThis is it. Damien is going to fuck me!Damien held my gaze, his eyes softer than they were a moment ago.“Are you sure this is what you want, Scarlett?” He whispered the question, giving me a last chance to pull away. But I didn’t pull away. Instead, I wrapped my legs around him and began to grind my surping core against his hardened member.“I want this, Damien,” I responded, my voice in a whisper too.He nodded, then exhaled as he settled between my legs.“This might hurt a bit,” he said. Before I could respond, he pressed his lips against mine and began to move them slowly, gently… sensually. I kissed him back the same way, moaning softly at how sweet and soft his lips felt against mine. It wasn’t like all the aggressive and fast kisses we shared. It was different.He was different.I began to feel the tip of his cock against my entrance, sending shivers down my spine. I moaned softly as he continued to enter me slowly, feeling myself stretch around him in ways I’d never
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 42: You’re glowing, Scarlett
SCARLETT“Is it me, or are you glowing Scarlett?” Aurora spoke up out of nowhere.We were in the kitchen; me, Aurora and Maeve, preparing dinner— or rather, trying to prepare dinner. Only Maeve could sort of cook among the three of us so we were pretty much her assistant in the kitchen.And now, I’m trying to understand what Aurora was on about.“What do you mean?” I asked, brows furrowed in confusion.“You know, I kinda noticed it too.” Maeve chipped in, wiggling her brows at me. My brows scrunched up even more, getting more confused.“Right!” Aurora’s lips stretched in that mischievous smile of hers that I knew all too well. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that the wheels were turning in her head and she was about to make some weird assumptions.Weird assumptions that mostly turn out to be true.“It’s probably this new cream I’m trying out,” I shrugged, stirring the sauce in the pot. I squinted into the bowl when I realized that whatever was in the pot was no longer like sauce.“Nah
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 43: Always thinking about her
DAMIENI lifted the cup of whiskey and downed the contents in one go.But it didn’t help.I can’t stop thinking about that night. Fuck it, I can’t stop thinking about her.The memory of Scarlett consumed my thoughts like a blazing inferno. Every detail of our night together played out in my mind with vivid clarity, each moment etched into my memory with electrifying intensity.I remembered the way she looked at me, her eyes ablaze with desire as she first seduced me, and then surrendered herself to me completely. The soft curve of her lips beckoned me closer, and when our mouths finally met, it was like a spark igniting a powder keg of passion.Her skin was soft beneath my touch, yielding to my every caress as we explored each other with a fervor that bordered on reckless abandon. Every kiss, every touch, sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my veins, leaving me breathless and desperate for more.What captivated me the most was the way her body moved beneath me, the way her so
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 44: You feel so good inside me
SCARLETTA primal moan escaped my lips as Damien plunged deeper into me from behind, hitting all the right spots with each thrust.“Fuck, Damien,” I gasped, my voice dripping with need. “You feel so good inside me.”His deep, husky groans mingled with my own as he filled me completely, his words filled with so much desire.“You like that, baby?” he growled, his voice sending shivers down my spine. “You like it when I fuck you like this?”I could only nod, lost in the sensation of him moving inside me. As Damien withdrew and sheathed himself inside me again, I couldn’t stop myself from cry out .“Fuck, yes,” I moaned, my fingers digging into the sheets as he drove me closer to the edge. “Don’t stop, Damien. Please, don’t stop.”He didn’t need any further encouragement, his pace quickening as he pounded into me from behind. My pussy couldn’t help but greedily swallow him, craving the toe-curling feeling of being completely filled. When I looked back at him over my shoulder, our eyes loc
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 45:
SCARLETT“Damien?” I called out to him, my voice barely above a whisper.“Yes?” he responded, turning to face me with a curious expression.“I think you and I need to talk,” I said, my words hesitant but determined.Damien chuckled, his eyes twinkling mischievously.“Talk? Can’t it wait?” His brows tucked up in question, leaning closer to me. “Look Scarlett, there are two things that happen when I fuck a girl as good as I just fucked you,”I grimaced, but kept quiet for him to go on.“It’s either they fall asleep because they are fucking exhausted or they ask to go for another round,” he cocked his head to the side, a smirk rigged at the corners of his lips.I rolled my eyes.“I want to believe that you telling us to talk is a metaphor for us going another round. If not, I still suggest we go another round and then we can talk all you want,” he teased, leaning in to kiss my neck.Despite the arousal coursing through my veins, I knew I couldn’t let myself be swayed. We needed to talk a
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 46: Want us to be official
SCARLETT“I want us to be official, Damien,” I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. “I want us to be together.”As soon as the words escaped my lips, Damien’s reaction was not what I expected. He didn’t respond with understanding or even surprise. Instead, he erupted into laughter, the sound echoing off the walls of the room like thunder.Confusion washed over me as I watched him, my brows furrowing in disbelief.Why was he laughing? This was serious. I had poured my heart out to him, and he was treating it like some kind of joke?“What the fuck is so funny, Damien?” I demanded, my voice laced with irritation.His laughter only seemed to intensify at my question, infuriating me even more.“You, Scarlett,” he managed to choke out between fits of laughter. “You’re the one that’s funny. Honestly, you got me real good! Very funny!I bristled at his response, feeling my anger bubbling up inside me.“Funny?” I shot back, my voice rising with each word. “Do you think my feelings are a
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 47: You have feelings for her
DAMIENFuck me!I stormed into the apartment, my chest heaving with pent-up frustration and anger.Slamming the door behind me, the sound echoed through the empty space, reverberating off the walls like a thunderclap. The force of it rattled the building down to its very foundation, but I didn’t care.I needed an outlet for the storm raging inside me.I need to fucking punch something, throw something! Anything!With a primal roar, I swept everything off the center table. I was a damn wrecking ball, tearing through the room like a hurricane of fury. Every damn crash and bang was like music to my ears, drowning out the chaos in my head.I threw used bottles of beer watching it shatter into pieces, but the sound of their destruction did nothing to release me from the turmoil brewing within me.But no matter how viciously I tore through the room like a fucking whirlwind, hurling objects across the floor with reckless abandon, nothing changed.If anything, it got worse.Every crash and
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