تسجيل الدخولYesterday night, we had finally arrived in Dubai and my father had arranged for us to stay in a luxurious serviced apartment. Of course, Jax’s room was right next to mine. When I called my dad to complain, he gave me the same bullshit line: “It’s for your security, Lena.” Security. Right. Just what he always says. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. The way he had pinned me against the wall back home when I tried teasing him again. The heat that radiated from his body when he was up close. The way his hands felt on my skin when he put sunscreen on me earlier yesterday. I was wet just from remembering it. I got out of bed, with my heart racing, and walked to his door in nothing but a tiny silk camisole and matching panties, and of course I didn’t knock. I just pushed the door open. Jax was sitting on the edge of his bed, shirtless, wearing only black sweatpants. The moment he saw me, he stood up, his muscles flexing. “Miss Voss,” he said, voice low and controlled. “You shouldn’t
I came down the stairs and saw him standing in the living room.I stood at the top of the staircase, staring down at the new bodyguard my father had hired…Jax Kane. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with that military posture. Another toy sent to watch my every move in disguise as a bodyguard.I smirked.Fine. Let’s see how long this one lasts.I tightened the belt on my short silk robe and walked down slowly, letting the fabric slip open with every step I took. When I reached him, I stopped close enough that my chest nearly brushed his.“So… you’re the new plaything,” I said, tilting my head with a sweet smile. “My father really thinks you’ll be able to keep up with me?”Jax didn’t smile at all. His eyes stayed locked on my face, completely professional. “Miss Voss. I’m here for your protection.”I stepped even closer, pressing my palm flat against his hard chest. God, he felt solid. I dragged my hand slowly down a few inches, feeling the muscle underneath his shirt.“Mmm. Strong too,”
He began to move, and the pace was incredibly slow. It was a torturous, heavy slide. He would pull back until the tip of his cock was almost out, letting the tight ring of my pussy lips squeeze him, before sliding all the way back in with a soft, heavy thud.Every single thrust was deliberate. It felt like he was using his cock to write his name inside my walls."Mmm... yes... right there... ahhh..." I tossed my head on the pillow, my fingers finding the dark, thick hair at the back of his neck. I gripped it tightly, pulling him down to me. "Ohh fuck… it feels so good, Eddie. So big... so warm... ah! Inside me. Fuckkk ohh yess ahhhh just like… that oooohhhhh…""I need you," he confessed, the words slipping out of him like a dark secret he couldn't keep anymore. He kissed my jawline, his lips hot and wet against my skin. "I forbid this. I hate this. But since I saw you walk into this house, you've been a thorn in my flesh. A thorn I want to get rid of. But I can't. You made a fool out
I lay completely helpless on the heavy grey sheets. My wrists and ankles were pinned tight to the mahogany bedposts. The cold steel of the cuffs bit into my skin every time I tried to move. My legs were stretched wide open. I was completely exposed to Eddie’s frozen, dark stare. The room was silent except for my own fast, heavy breathing.Eddie walked over to the small nightstand drawer again and pulled out a heavy, matte-black wand vibrator. He clicked the button, and a deep, powerful hum filled the quiet room. The sound alone made my heart jump into my throat. My pussy pulsed, sending a fresh wave of wetness dripping down my thighs."Let’s see how much control you really have, Lila," Eddie whispered. His voice was flat and cold, like he was talking to himself and not me.He stepped between my spread legs and brought the vibrating head down. He didn't build up to it. He pressed the heavy, buzzing silicone directly onto my swollen clit.Bzzzz."AHHH!" I screamed, my back arching viole
Two days went by like a slow, burning fever. I didn’t see Eddie once. He vanished back into his fortress of ice, leaving me to wander the hallways with a constant, thumping ache between my thighs. But I wasn’t worried anymore. I knew I had infected his mind. You don't rip a woman's clothes to pieces on your office desk and just forget about it.That evening, the entire staff was gathered in the main servant hall. Mrs. Halloway was pacing back and forth, her voice sharp as she gave orders. There was a mini-party happening the next day, which meant none of us were sleeping tonight. We had silver to polish, floors to wax, and endless appetizers to prep."I want the kitchen spotless by midnight, and then you all start on the ballroom," Mrs. Halloway barked, clapping her hands.Suddenly, the heavy double doors swung open.It was him.Eddie.He walked into the hall. He wasn't dressed in athletic gear or a casual robe today. He was wearing a sharp, tailored black suit that made him look like
The kiss was a war, and we were both bleeding. Eddie’s mouth was bruising mine, his teeth catching my bottom lip until I tasted the faint, iron tang of blood. He was breathing like a runaway train, all the cold control he had bragged about for a week turning into nothing. I moaned into his mouth, my fingers digging into his hair, pulling him closer because I wanted to feel the exact moment his pride shattered.He let out a low, animal growl. His large hands grabbed the collar of my emerald silk robe. He didn't look for the belt. He didn't try to slide it off safely. With one violent, downward jerk, he ripped the fabric right down the middle.Riiiiip.The sound of the silk tearing echoed off the high ceiling of the office. The buttons snapped off, bouncing across the hardwood floor. In a second, the robe was ruined, hanging in useless rags around my elbows, leaving me completely naked and shaking under his gaze."You wanted this," he hissed against my lips, his eyes dark and wild. "You
He smiled, a dark, satisfied expression. He withdrew his hand and stood up slowly. His hands went to the waistband of his pants. With one smooth motion, he retrieved his straining cock. It was massive, dark, and pulsing in the moonlight. "Fuck!" Hailey cursed under her breath, her eyes widening a
The sun was high and hot over the farm, turning the fields into a golden haze. Everyone was busy. The air was thick with the smell of dry grass, dust, and hard work. Sarah and the other workers were further down the field, but Greg was taking a break near the old barn. He was sitting on a pile of
The counter was hard and cold against Hailey's chest, but the heat radiating from Christian was enough to burn her alive. He didn't just thrust; he surged forward, filling her so completely that she gasped, the air hitching in her throat. He stayed there for a long, agonizing heartbeat, stretched
He didn't just drive into me; he claimed me. The first thrust was an earthquake. It hit so deep, so hard, that the headboard slammed against the wall with a rhythmic, deafening thud-thud-thud. It shook the very marrow of my bones. "Ah! Fuck—yes! Daddy, please!" I sobbed, my voice cracking under t







