"Good girl," he praised, his words sending a delicious buzz up my neck. Why did a simple phrase could make me feel hot and bothered?"Now, on your knees, Carissa," he commanded, sounding so dominant. And without hesitation, I dropped to my knees before him, my heart hammering in my chest. "Unzip me," he ordered, his voice a low, husky growl.The thought made my hands tremble. His body seemed to flinch when my hand grazed his skin. I slowly unzipped his pants. I instantly let out a moan at the sight of him, long and hard, stiff and with pre-cum glinting against the light. The sight made my lips parched. "You're big," I couldn't help but comment, watching the veins around his length pulsate with need.He let out a low, appreciative chuckle at my comment. "You have no idea, princess," he replied, his voice thick with desire. His hands moved to gently cup my face, his thumb brushing my lips in a sensual caress. "But don't worry, it'll fit. Take it like a good girl,"My lower abdomen tig
The internet speculated about what happened that night again. The candid photo of the three of us, taken during a moment of Caroline's tears, had made its way online, sparking a flurry of comments and speculations. As I scrolled through the comments, the words of strangers on the internet seemed to hold a surprising weight. Some people had already cast their judgments, labeling me as the "loser" in this tangled relationship. Poor me. They speculated that Dax and Caroline would inevitably get back together, leaving me as the unfortunate casualty of their story.There were those who lashed out at Caroline, calling her a fake and a liar, suggesting that her past actions had tainted her reputation beyond repair. The online world was a harsh judge, anyone would be judged anyway. The internet could be relentless, and the reality was everyone had an opinion about everyone's lives and the choices they made, something we had no control over. After my visit home, I decided to make a stop at
I didn't realize how fast he was, but I was already held in his tight unyielding grip. His fingers tightened around my arms, stopping me from leaving the room. "Stop," he growled. It was a command that brought me to an abrupt halt. His tone gave me no room for argument."Daxton!" Caroline's voice whined behind him. "You don't need her anymore. I will break up with Jovan. I love you." She said in a heartrending voice, making me feel worse than seeing him on his lap. I couldn't meet Dax's eyes. I didn't want to witness his reaction to Caroline's confession. He could now return to her arms again, leaving me with a heavy heart. It was heart-wrenching, but what could I do? What we had had all been an act, a facade. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean...to interrupt, Dax," I stammered, my voice trembling. "I thought... I thought you were not busy, so I..." I cleared my throat, my gaze fixed on the button of his crisp white shirt, my fingers fidgeting nervously. "I dropped by. Sorry."My breath cau
"Now take your panties off for Daddy," His words sent a devilish squirm through my body. My nipples hardened and my mouth parted in ecstasy. I felt so alive, and so turned on. His words were strangely captivating. This was his kinky side I never imagined. And even if I tried to deny my reaction, the wetness down below me couldn't hide the fact that his command Trembling, I stepped out of my panties and let them fall to the floor.His eyes were glowing with desire, as he took in every inch of me. His hands moved to trace my wetness, sending a spark to my clit. His other hand teased my inner thigh and I moaned, arching my back in anticipation. He moved closer and I could feel the heat radiating off of his body. I yelped when he lifted me back on the table but drank my noises when his lips caught mine into a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth, growling a sound that sunk through my skin. He was like an animal deprived of water. He was devouring me like I was his last feast.
"Too deep! Ah! Dax!" I cried out, feeling the intense pressure as his cock met my cervix, setting off a whirlwind of sensations. My legs were draped over his shoulders, his sturdy hands firmly gripping my hips, pulling me deeper into him. Desperately, I clung to the edges of his desk, the creaking of the table beneath us along with the lewd sounds echoing in the room.This man was strong, and he was not holding me like a delicate glass that could break in his hands, instead, he seemed to enjoy watching me slowly breaking and shaking with pleasure in his arms."You seem to forget my name, Princess?" he growled into my ear, licking the shell. I involuntarily clenched, moaning as delicious shudders bit my skin. His deep voice made me weak, letting me feel his dominance taking hold. "Daddy," he commanded, the word dripping with authority. His hands tightened on my hips, and he quickened the pace, the forceful rhythm of our entwined bodies creating an electrifying sensation. Each thrust pu
“No! Don’t come near me!” I screeched. “You see this piece of wood? You’ll be dead the moment this connects with your head, you filthy wolf!” I hissed, using the most threatening voice I could use to scare this wild behemoth of a wolf before me as I brandished the wood on its face, but it only made a snorting sound as if it wasn’t at all frightened. The beast took another step and another, making me step back, mirroring its action, but something hard kissed my back. There was no escape—the trunk of the tree trapped me from sprinting away. The whole self-contained district was a dreamlike place for everyone. It was beautiful. Silent. Intimate. The people were welcoming and beyond hospitable. Ciara, my best friend, recommended me the place to breathe, to relax— the sweetest escape I could ever have—she said. And I thought, why not? I had been working like I had six families to feed. It was about time I looked after myself and had the time of my life. Situated on a small island, Farrae
It was soft and very comfy; it also smelt clean and salty. This was what I badly needed: the fresh air, a comfortable bed, and its soft materials; pillows that were as fleecy as feathers; white and fluffy—all were what my heart desired for a vacation. Oh. Just perfect! I moaned as I stretched my limbs and smiled. What a nightmare! I knew it. Since the place was very new to me, it was really inevitable to have bad dreams, but so far, last night’s dream was the most terrifying dream I ever had in my life. It felt so real. So freaking scary. Opening my eyes, the exhilarating view greeted me; the color of the sea and its calm ocean waves extending across were visible through the exterior glass wall in the room but... It was the moment when I heard a growl that the sheet went flying because of the great surprise it put me in, gasping sharply. My back against the headboard as I balled myself in fear. My eyes tightly shut. This isn’t my room; my room is right next to the beach, but not as
I pressed the head of the vibrator against my heat. The initial rush of pleasure made my body shake along with the loud gasps. I couldn't help but racket. "Fück! It feels so good..." I moaned, squirming. Placing my fingers over my nub, I made a slow thrusting motion as I slowly let the tip of the shaft shape inside me, gasping, moaning at the sensations the thing was proffering me. "Shít..." I was breathless. I heard a low growl in the background, but I didn't care. I knew the wolf was watching me. I internally giggled. What could an animal do with it? I was having a solitary time with myself, bored and feeling horny. As if it would tell me on to its owner that I was pleasuring myself in his bedroom—but why did I think it was a He? "Oh, yes!" Like it was focusing on my internal pleasures, the object stimulated the inner front of my walls, setting my body on to a fiery flame. I was very close to the edge. Methodically, my hips circled around my hands as I fondled my breast, moan