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Chapter 2. Isabella’s Pov. Without any form of hesitation, my legs subconsciously walked me closer and in no time I was standing in front of him. Heck! I was so small standing next to him that the height differences were overly obvious. His cologne gripped my nostril and my pussy tingle at the aura of dominance that stimulated me. His emerald green eyes pierced into mine and I felt chills wrecking through my system. Who the fuck was this man, his presence alone was so domineering. “Are you just going to stand and do nothing? Get on your fucking kneels and take my cock into your damn month.” My kneels met the floor immediately, his undertone sending loads of shivers down my body. His ever-dominating voice sends more pleasure to my pussy than Nathan's damn hand could ever try. I looked up at his face and he had this very stern look, yet gorgeousness still prevailed. I gulped down the lumps of pleasure that settled in my throat before taking my hands to his massive cock. As my hand fell on his cock, a soft curse escaped his lips leaving a tingling impact on my already anticipating pussy. I felt so useless, I could barely think straight, the only thing I wanted was to have his hard and veiny member sliding into my pussy, fuck! He was so damn huge. “Do you not know how to do anything? Take your hand to my cock and rub on it.” His voice was stern and dominating, and I found myself complying. My tiny hand managed to get a hold of his 9 inches huge hard cock and before I could think straight, I was already gliding my hand up and down on his cock and it felt so fucking right and wrong at the same time. I didn't know this man. I had a family outside waiting to show me off to the man who has been taking care of me all my life, yet I was here, pleasuring an unknown man’s cock and ready to take his pretty lengthy cock. “Fuck!” his soft groan pulled me out of my thoughts as I ran my hand over his cock, loving the feel of my hand against his cock and the sight of his throbbing cock against my hand. “Oh fuck it little one! Yes urghhh! Your tiny hands do know how to naively pleasure a cock. Now wrap that pretty little slutry mouth around my cock and bob your head on it.” To my utmost surprise, his dirty words had me dripping more than I was before. The need to touch me nagged at me, but I brushed it away, taking my mouth closer to his cock. I stuck my tongue out and I licked on the precum on the cap of his dick, it tasted so well. “Yes!” his moans resonated through the room and I continued to glide my tongue around his cock, licking and licking all over his cock. It felt so good, to hear him moan to me this way, I doubted that I was doing a good job, but hearing him moan boosted my confidence and I suddenly wanted to do more. I opened my tiny little mouth and tried taking his cock into my mouth, but he was too huge, I could barely make it past the cap of his dick. Just while I tried pulling backward I felt him sneak a hand to the back of my hair, his finger digging pleasurably into my already messy hair and gripping some strand of it up, shoving his cock into my mouth in one rough thrust. “Yes!” he grunted with gritted teeth and his grip on my scalp tightened. My eyes widened with tears sprinkling the back of my eyes, but the feeling of his cock hitting on my throat made my pussy throb with the intense need to be fucked so senselessly. It felt good, it felt so fucking good having him this way in my mouth. He waited for a while, to settle into my little mouth, then gently he started thrusting. “Oh fucking hell!” he let out a pleasurable groan, his grip on my scalp tightening with every fucking thrust. His cock throbbed in my mouth and he stared down at me with parted lips that indicated how much pleasure he was receiving from fucking my mouth. His both hands gripped my hair and my hand fell to his lips as he began to fuck my mouth. “Fuck! Yes! “Urgh!” “Ye! Oh my! Fuck! “Your little mouth sure knows how to pleasure a cock! Yes! Fuck! Urgghh.” his delightful grunts filled the air and I feared being caught, however, the fear only induced greater pleasure in me. His pace had suddenly quickened and my pussy was throbbing hard at each harder thrust he made. “Yes! Fuck! You so fucking good slut! Your slutry mouth fucking takes me well! Yes! He bit on his lower lips throwing his head backward and grunting louder while I moaned on his hot cock, my pussy tingled and throbbed, fuck! I felt those tiny sparkles those shivers that I have never felt before! It felt so fucking good! My cravings were being satisfied by this stranger, he was fucking my mouth this good and calling me all the slutty names that made my stomach flip and my pussy Chim! I was wrong! I was wrong to have agreed with Nathan! My libido was not high! He just didn't know how to make me feel good! He just didn't know how to fucking use those slutry words. He just didn't know how to fuck my mouth and make me crave to lose myself to him. My heart leaped as I felt the pleasure of the hard thrust of the cap of his cock hitting roughly against my fold, my pussy clenched! And I stared up at him with wild eyes, his cock, taking the most of my mouth. His body was filled with sweat and he was fucking handsome looking so slutry, his lips were roughly parted and the only thing that left them were moans, moans that made my heart leap in and my pussy spurt in pleasure. His pace suddenly fastened and he had become 50 shades faster than how fast he was, it was hard yet pleasurable, and I felt he was going to cum. The pleasure I felt had turned 50 shades ecstatic. He gripped my cheeks, pressing it hard and ramming into me while grunting out sexual moans enough to make me cum. “Yes! Fuck! I am going to fucking cum! And I am going to cum in this little pretty mouth of yours! Argh! Yes! And I am going to watch you swallow my cum while making that pretty face!” Fuck! The hell! Where in the world was this Man from? Striking hot! With a huge dick and he was so fucking good with words. He was every fucking thing I needed. Lost In the thoughts of how hot he was, I felt a thick yet liquid substance dropping on my face, I jolted out of my thoughts to meet him stroking the cum out of his dick his mouth slightly parted with 50 shades of pleasure resonating in his eyes. “Stick your tongue out and fucking take my cum.” Without reluctance. I stuck my tongue out loving the dominance his voice always held and the ability it had to compel me into doing it. “Yes!” he groaned spilling his cum into my mouth and I took every bit of it, happily like the slut he had called me, like the slut I felt like today. I gulped it down making an awkward face, but the look in his eyes showed that he liked it. This was my first taste of cum, and it was from a stranger, a stranger I know nothing of. I stuck out my tongue again not wanting to miss out on it, even though it tasted a bit salty I loved every bit of it and I wasn't willing to miss out on it. He was finally done spilling his cum into my mouth and now I was seating on my foot, staring up at him as he stroked his cock softly. He took his gaze from his cock and stared down at me, his eyes pierced into mine like it was searching for something, and I suddenly felt waves of pleasure surging into me as his powerful sankapu eyes held mine, his hand reaching for my chin. “What are you going to say to me for letting you have my dick?” My heart leaped and I stared at him unable to control the waves of pleasure surging into me. What was I supposed to say? Ummm… I managed to look up at him and right there in his eyes, I found the answer, Daddy. I should have called him Daddy, it was just for today anyway. “Thank you, Daddy, for fucking my little mouth and letting me have your precious cock in my mouth.” I felt naughty saying it, but, the throbbing sight of his cock made me squirm happily. His face contoured into a soft frown, his brows knitted, and his eyes turned darker with desire speaking prudently in them, his eyes pierced deeper into mine, more like, piercing into my soul rebuilding pleasure in my already curious pussy, till he dropped something more delightful. “Now I suddenly want to fuck you!” Fuck! His deep Octava left my pussy throbbing and tingling with the intense need to be fucked!Chapter 76.Alpha Lucien’s Pov.My brows pulled together and I stared at her momentarily, perplexed and amused at the same time.My jaw tightened, her ridiculous move repulsed me more than her presence.“I have zero tolerance for jokes, Miss Carter. So I will ask you this question again… did you try to harm Pearl?”A flicker of anger flashed against her eyes and she looked away, trying to avoid my gaze.“Answer me!” I groaned, my patience hanging on a thin line.“Yes!” She flinched, her voice coming out in a yell.The air in the room stilled and her words echoed through the room, sharp and piercing.Yes was the reply I wanted to hear, but for some reason, those words pierced through my heart as hard as I know it would if Pearl ever found out.My lashes fluttered, a feeling of perplexity washing over me.“Why?” The question came out tight and strained. I was angry. My blood was boiling and right now every inch of me desired to grip her neck, pull her closer and strip her of every breat
Chapter 5. Isadora’s heart skipped at the sudden realization. Agency? Slut? Whore. All those names were for call girls. And she wasn't. She was a call girl. But how does she explain that she wasn't? How does she explain she wasn't a call girl when her body was burning and her pussy was dripping and desiring more of him? She should pull away, a voice whispered in her head, but Isadora was too weak, too needy, and too helpless to pull away. Her skin was on fire, and her pussy was pleading and dripping so hard for him to fuck her. She didn't want this… but her body wanted it and she couldn't fight against it. So she just settled into his huge arms, reminding herself that she would never meet him again, and this…. This was just a one-night thing, to get rid of the state Manson has placed her in. And to also relieve herself of this unshakable urge. The door to a room opened and Alessio walked them into his private suite, the cool air of the room grazing their skin as he shut the doo
Chapter 4. Slut? The word struck her like a slap, but his command struck her like lightning. Alessio’s voice was calm, too calm to have made her body jolt with so much sensation. A feeling rose between her thighs, daring her to take the bait. No one. Absolutely no one in this world has ever called her slut. But he did. And somewhere between shame and pleasure. She loved it. Her eyes dropped down to his cock, watching him as he leaned back into the chair before directing her gaze back to the tip of his cock that was already leaking with precum. ‘Leave.’ A voice in her head yelled… and something in her yeiled to that. Yes. She should leave. Just because she was drugged and dripping and unable to control herself doesn't mean she was helpless. With all power mustered, Isadora made to pull away, but just as she turned, Alessio's hand found her hair, yanking her back into her pussying. “Ouch….” Isadora flinched, her eyes squinting from the pain of his grip. Alessio leane
Chapter 3. Isadora’s body stilled, too stiff to move an inch away from his lap. The tension in the room stretched, and her eyes dragged across his physique… Hard angled brows, straight nose, sharp jawline, curtain mullet hair, and a fucking lips that could do a perfect job between her already twitching pussy. God! He was hot! Too hot to walk on the planet, Earth. His jaws were sharp. And his eyes were cold and piercing. But all of that did not take a single inch of gorgeousness away from him. A feeling tingled between her legs and her thighs clamped instinctively, trying to suppress the pressure that was building hotter between them.Isadora’s throat bobbled as she suppressed a lump, spontaneously grinding her ass into something hot. Once, her belly tightened immediately, mind straying to the thoughts of what could be pressing into her ass. For a second, she forgot why she was in this room and the only thing that suddenly mattered was the racing sound of her heart, the pulsing f
Chapter 2. Isadora sat on the stood opposite the counter, downing the shots that Manson laid in numbers before her. “Take it easy.” His voice came in loud above the bustling music. Easy? Isadora scoffed, downing another shot. Her head spun, but she clutched it tightly, taking another wide gulp and setting the glass aside. Manson’s heart clenched as he watched Isadora pathetically. “Hey….” He reached for her hand, stroking the back of her palm with his thumb. “You can stay here for the night, Isa. And…. And after tonight when I am off shift you can come live with me till you find an apartment of your own.” Isadora said nothing, she just stared at Manson with heavy eyes and tired breath. So this is it? This is the story of her life? To squat around with people? Guilt crawled around her chest and she looked away. Manson has been her friend since college and he has really been of great support. But she hated that she was the friend who took from them without giving in return
Chapter 1. I NEVER MEANT TO FUCK HIM, BUT EVERYTHING HAPPENED TOO FAST AND NOW I AM NOTHING BUT A GIRL WHO CRAVED HIM WITH EVERY BREATH. BEGINNING: “I am sorry, but your brother’s situation is getting critical. We might have to send him to the ICU.” Isadora stood still, heart slamming against her chest. She stared at the doctor, unable to say a word. She just remained still, heart squeezing tight in her chest. Was this pain not too much for a 22-year-old jobless orphan? Just this evening, her boyfriend had called her. Oh! Ex. He had ended their three-year relationship, referring to her as a pathetic little nuisance, whose problem never ended. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them back, unwilling to let them stream. Well, she didn’t blame him. He was right. Since her father died, it had been one problem or another. Nothing went well for her. It was just her and her poor brother, who wouldn’t stop falling sick. Isadora sat at the front of the hospital, nails ra







