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THE LONG GAME
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Please, Mr. Sinclair I'm your Stepbrother's Wife I WILL FUCK YOU AS HARD AS YOU BEG
Her beautiful eyes lifted to meet mine, still breathing heavy, chest heaving as she lay there on the floor, pupils blown wide with that desperate, begging look I craved. I liked it when I was in control, and I'd show her over and over, she was mine and mine alone."Crawl, Sunshine," I growl, voice low and rough. "Crawl towards me."Her hands pulled her obediently forward like she should, body sliding across the floor on hands and knees, that slender frame trembling with every movement until she reached me. Fuck, this was so amazing. My hands wrapped around the back of her head, fingers threading through her hair as I held her gaze."You want me to fuck you hard, sister-in-law?"Her lips parted, that beautiful exhale escaping, soft and needy. She hesitates a bit, the look in her eyes, maybe she was still trying to take back control, but the desire I put her through, I couldn’t control the amused chuckle. "Yes," she finally begged.I unzipped my trousers and freed my cock, "Then, have
Please, Mr. Sinclair I'm your Stepbrother's Wife CRAWL TOWARDS ME SISTER-IN-LAW
JULIANLater, the feed switched over to the Aurum conference room, where Adriana stood at the head of the table walking her team through the Felipe counterproposal, sleeves pushed up, pointer tracing a line graph with the kind of focus that made everyone else in the room sit up straighter without realizing they were doing it.I watched longer than I should have. Longer than any reasonable businessman monitors a subordinate's strategy session.She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear without breaking stride in her sentence, and something in my chest did something I didn't particularly care to examine. That skin — warm gold under the conference lights, flushed faintly at the collarbone the way it always went when she was concentrating hard enough to forget she was being watched — made something in me burn that had nothing to do with whiskey.She was, infuriatingly, the most beautiful thing I had ever strategized around.I reached for the desk phone."Get me Adriana Chen," I told Monic
Please, Mr. Sinclair I'm your Stepbrother's Wife THE LONG GAME
JULIANThe feed was grainy, the angle slightly off, Bruno's men were good, but not artists and still it was enough. On the screen mounted into my study wall, Andrew sat across from Oscar in the old man's private club, Victoria between them in pale blue, nodding along to something Oscar was saying with the particular stillness she wore whenever she was performing patience she didn't feel.I poured two fingers of whiskey, didn't bother with ice, and lit a cigarette I had no intention of apologizing for to anyone in this house."...the board will want assurances before Q3," Oscar was saying, his voice tinny through the speaker, "and frankly, Andrew, assurances have not historically been your strength.""I understand the concern, Uncle Oscar," Andrew answered, earnest in that particular way he had, the one that used to make me want to put my fist through a wall when we were boys and he was the son everyone preferred. "But Aurum is in good hands. Adriana's running point, and she's—""She'
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I watched her chest rising and falling in ragged waves, her body still spread open across the desk like an offering I had arranged just for this moment. She had no idea I had designed this entire office—tinted glass that hid every filthy thing we would do, soundproof walls so no one could hear her scream when I finally buried my cock inside her.I had made her a fucking promise and hell, I was going to see it through, I will taint her in every fucking space, at home, at the office, hell even in the backseat of my car with her skirt hiked up and her pussy dripping onto my leather seats, before my dear brother comes back, she will only beckon for me, even my slight whisper will make her come!Such beauty at such art. I pulled up, lit a smoke staring at her completely wasted, she was still on the phone but I wonder if she was even aware of the fucking conversation. A wicked great idea came to my fucking mind, I puffed some smoke across her face, timed it perfectly with her coming cough a
Please, Mr. Sinclair I'm your Stepbrother's Wife THE PHONE CALL ORGASM
By late afternoon the strategy was locked. "Priya leads data integration, direct line to me," I said, moving down the table with a certainty that felt, finally, entirely my own. "Marcus, you're on Horizon relations — I want daily updates, not weekly. Devon, compliance. Sarah, comms." I closed my folder. "And I'll need an executive assistant on this who can keep pace with all of it. Priya — you'll double as my right hand until we're through the Felipe negotiations. We meet the sponsor tomorrow. I want every one of you sharp."The room emptied in pieces, voices trailing into the hallway, and I finally exhaled and let myself sink into my office chair, the day's adrenaline draining out of me all at once.My phone rang. Andrew."Hey, you," I said, and meant it, warmth threading through my voice unbidden. "Long day. Tell me something good.""I miss you," he said, simple and unguarded, and for a moment, one small, treacherous moment, I let myself miss the version of my life where that senten
Please, Mr. Sinclair I'm your Stepbrother's Wife THE TEAM
ADRIANA CHENI woke to cold sheets.I knew before I reached across the bed that he was gone, Julian never lingered, but my hand went out anyway, palm flat against the space where his body had been. I lay there a moment longer than I should have, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the guilt to arrive the way it was supposed to. It came late, and when it came, it didn't come as guilt exactly it came as a kind of dull, persistent ache behind my ribs, the sensation of having done something irreversible and not being entirely sorry for it.I ran the bath too hot, the way I always did when I wanted the sting to mean something.By the time I stepped out, wrapped in white, the mirror had fogged and cleared in patches, and I made myself look. Really look, my reflection stared back, flushed skin, damp hair, mouth still faintly swollen and for one long, suspended second, I didn't recognize the woman in the glass.A thumb traced my swollen lips, not just from his constant deep choking thrushes f
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