***SINCLAIR'S POV***I pin Summer on the bed, grabbing both her hands and placing them above her head before she can register what is going on. "STOP! You can't do that," she cries out. "Do what exactly?" I demand feigning innocence."Force a reply out of me," she blurts out. "I wouldn't force one if you just downright tell me the truth. What the fuck is going on?" I demand. Summer stays calm but the turbulence of her eyes makes me know she is worried. "My Uncle Yuri is after me. He doesn't need to know I am in your house, if not, that will bring a war," she says. A war? The only war I foresee is a turf war, and that would mean Summer is affiliated with some powerful man. "What is that?" I demand and trust her, I let go of her hand, watching her scramble into a sitting position by the bed. "Yuri Remmington is my Uncle. I ran away from him the night..." she stutters and chokes out. I frown, knowing that she has been abused. "That motherfucker touched you? I will se
***SINCLAIR'S POV***At ten p.m. I walk in with Jasmine in my arms, her tight smile brilliant as she walks close to me with her pretty emerald gown, to meet the theme of the party. "Thank you for doing this for Father," she mutters, standing as I pick a champagne flute, and handing it to her. Taking a sip of mine, I glare at her nodding my head. "I am doing this for you, darling. Not that bastard of your Pa. Left on me, he should fucking rut in hell," I exclaim. "No, please don't say that about him," she stutters, her eyes already forming with crystal tears. "You need to be firm on Cabero, Jasmine, you can't keep letting him force his decisions on you," I say angrily. "Why? Just like the way he keeps forcing me to have an affair with you? I know that wouldn't work," she grunts out. The way I shoot her a deadly glare, she grunts and stays calm. "This is a favor I am doing for you until your boyfriend can take over his responsibilities and get away with you," I state.
***MATTEO'S POV***Sinclair is a fucking lunatic. First, he kidnaps a Cartel's daughter and sends her to his mansion, next, he kills all her fucking bodyguards. Bad news. That is so fucking bad. As I enter rushing through the stairs, I hear squeaking sounds from the other Hall, I don't care to check it out because I know Sinclair will be there. I guess the ladies are asleep already. I make it to my bedroom and lying on the bed, I think about Michelle, if something happens to her, what will I do? what will I even make of all my time to do with my life? Grabbing my phone, I check the time and frown at it. I message Mich and wait for her reply. When my phone beeps, I rush towards it and grab the phone, staring at the message ID. Michelle: Come over?she asks. I roll down the bed and discreetly make it to the door of my woman's room, breathing ecstatically, as I wait patiently. I have a basket of packed-up snacks, and when Michelle opens the door, I am surprised to see
NEW STORY ALERT!!!! HEY READERS, INTRODUCING MANDY'S STORY. ENJOYMANDYI was so excited when my parents told me Brian was coming for supper tonight. Brian is my dad’s best and oldest friend, and he’s also the man I’ve been in love with for as long as I can remember. I’ve never told anyone how I feel about him, but I recently turned 18, and it’s getting harder and harder to keep it a secret.When I hear the doorbell ring, I run for the front door, eager to see his beautiful face again, but when I open it, I feel like my whole world has collapsed. Standing on the step is Brian, looking perfect and gorgeous as usual, but next to him stands a leggy blonde with her arm wrapped possessively around his.“Hey, kiddo,” he says with a big grin.I can barely manage a small smile before standing back so they can come in. He notices my unusual behavior but doesn’t say anything, just quirks an eyebrow at me, silently asking me if I’m okay. I can’t bring myself to look into his deep brown eyes, th
BRIANI manage to block out Raquel’s annoying voice as I drive her back to her house. All I can think about is Mandy. I know I crossed the line in her room, but I couldn’t help myself. I needed to touch her, to feel her skin against my lips, even if it was just her forehead. That little moan she’d let out had nearly made me lose all control. All I could think about was pressing my body against hers and burying my cock as deep inside her as humanly possible.Her green eyes had told me she’d have been more than willing if I had. Ever since she turned 18, she’s all I can think about. If I’m not thinking about her while I’m awake, then I’m dreaming about her at night, and lately the dreams have taken a very strange turn. Last night, I’d had an insanely realistic dream of me fucking a very pregnant Mandy. I’d woken up with a painfully hard cock and immediately jerked off to the still vivid image of my hands around Mandy’s swollen belly while I fucked her from behind. Just the memory of it
“Oh,” I say because I always was a smooth talker. “So you want me to kiss you at the top of the Ferris wheel to make up for the first kiss you had to have somewhere else?”She shakes her sweet little head no and finally meets my eyes. “I want you to give me my first kiss at the top of the Ferris wheel.” Holy shit.I’m speechless and very aware of how close we are to the top now. “I’m not sure that’s such a great idea.”The look of hurt and sadness on her face breaks my heart.“I understand,” she says, looking away. “I thought maybe you wouldn’t want to.”“Whoa, wait a minute. That’s not what I said, Mandy. I just meant maybe having your dad’s best friend give you your first kiss isn’t the greatest idea ever. I mean, I’m old enough to be your dad.”“But I like that,” she says, surprising the hell out of me. “I’ve always loved you, Brian, and I want you to be my first kiss. Can’t you just give me this one thing so I can have the memory of it forever?”She’s looking at me with those swee
I cup his face and drag him back up to me, needing his mouth on mine, wanting to taste my pussy on his lips. I kiss him hungrily, sucking my own juices off his tongue. Tasting myself on him sends a rush of pleasure through my body. I always want him to taste and smell like me. I never want another woman’s scent to be on him again. There’s no denying how possessive I feel about him. Brian has always felt like mine, and the last few years of watching him date other women has been absolute hell for me. Never again, I tell myself. I’ll just have to convince him that it’s okay for us to be together.He gives my bottom lip a soft bite before lifting his head. There’s so much heat and love in his brown eyes that it takes my breath away. He cups my face, running his thumb over my cheek. With a pained sigh, he leans back so he’s sitting next to me with my legs draped over his. I immediately scoot back and straddle his lap so our faces are even.He reaches over and grabs my t-shirt. Before he s
BRIANI want to cry when I see her pull her panties and shorts back on, hiding that beautiful pussy from me. My cock feels like it’s going to explode at any second, and there’s a large wet stain on the front of my pants from Mandy’s perfect pussy. If I think about how good she’d tasted or how tight and wet her cunt had felt clutching at my finger, I’ll lose what little restraint I have left, so instead I watch her climb over the seat and stifle a groan at the sight of her sweet little ass sticking up in the air before getting out to walk around to the driver’s side.She buckles herself in and sets the stuffed dog in between her legs. Once we’re on the road, I reach over and rest my hand on her thigh because not touching her is just not an option. She smiles and rests her hand on mine. I can’t believe I let things go as far as they did, but I know I’d do it all over again if given the chance. I can’t say no to her. There’s no denying that I’m in love with her. I just don’t want to make