LOGINMy mouth went straight for one of her tits the moment she said the words, sucking greedily on one of her nipples. My impatient hands slapped her voluptuous tits together, squeezing hard until I had her flesh spilling between my fingers.
"I can't fucking stop staring at your tits, Olive, but having them in my hands again is something else altogether. I might not be able to let them go," I said, mauling at them appreciatively, over indulging myself."But daddy said—" she beganMy cock sprang free, rock hard and already leaking for her. “Need you now. Right now,” she insisted while I yanked her dress over her head, predictably doing her bidding. I was only a man. Her body was involved and she wouldn't stop touching mine. I groaned, lowering her down onto the sand, groping her tits as we made out feverishly. "Daddy," she moaned into my mouth, already wrapping her legs around my waist, guiding my dick to her dripping entrance. "Yeah, baby girl. Daddy knows. Take what you need, Olive," I purred, thrusting deep into her wet pussy in one smooth stroke, burying myself to the hilt in her tight, welcoming cunt. We stared each other in the eye, just existing together while she adjusted. I wanted to go straight to humping her brains out, but the non answer gnawed at my sanity. “Jesus, fuck Olive,” I snarled, hips snapping forward without my dick checking with me anyway. The sand shifted beneath us as I fucked her hard and fast, the way she loved when she was th
Fuck. Those words wrecked me. Moved me so deeply I almost said yes on the spot. But I wasn’t in a compromising mood. Not when it came to her happiness.Dear Goddess, do you really think I could be happy knowing you're not? “No thanks, baby girl,” I said softly, kissing her forehead. “I can’t live with breaking your heart. Not ever. We can go home now, Olive. Just as soon as you say yes.”I dropped to one knee right there on the beach we’d walked every single day for weeks now. The same stretch of sand where we’d laughed and fucked and cried and healed. These waters helped us numb the sadness. Made her feel close to her brother, whom I had every intention of making sure she saw again.The ring box felt heavy in my pocket, even though she already knew it existed. Was quietly waiting for the ring. When I brought it out, Olivia gasped anyway, her hands flying to her mouth. She fanned her face, overly theatrical. I beamed up at her, my heart full, as I cracked open the box for her. “C
Olivia lay beneath me on the warm sand, chest heaving, her perfect tits buried in sand. My cock was still buried deep inside her cum soaked pussy, twitching with aftershocks while her walls fluttered around me like she never wanted to let go. She was a mess: wild sex hair, swollen lips, eyes glassy with tears. My baby girl had never looked more beautiful. Or more dangerous to my heart.She’d just tried to set me free.Tried to hand me back to the mafia like it was a gift I’d been waiting for. For Suki. For the throne Josie was already sharpening her knives to claim. The poisonous bitch was hunting Suki already. Probably me too. I knew I was in for a fight, even as the sole surviving heir of my bloodline besides Suki. And the worst part? Olivia meant every selfless fucking word.I felt gut punched. Called out. Like she’d seen straight through the storm in my head and decided I deserved the crown I never wanted.Even worse? I was proud. My spoiled princess was growing up. I hated how
Clothes vanished. My sundress, his shorts. We dropped to our knees in the warm shallows, kissing like we’d die without our mouths touching. His tongue fucked my mouth deep and filthy while his hands groped every inch of my body. I couldn’t ask when we were going again. I feared the answer more and more with each caress. So I pushed him onto his back, crawled between his thick thighs, and took his gorgeous cock into my mouth right there on the sand. “Fuuuuck, Olive,” he groaned, pure pleasure on his face. His head fell back, fingers gentle in my wet hair even as his hips twitched. “That hot little mouth belongs on my dick, doesn't it baby girl? Fucking love it, Olive,” he purred, content to watch me pleasure him, while burying my insecurities even deeper. I hummed around his dick, eagerly deep throating it, gagging wetly as spit poured down his balls. I looked up at him through teary lashes, eyes full of love, and sucked harder. “Sexy little cock sucker. Fucking amazing. Da
I cupped his face, a breathless, compromised mess beneath him and stared into those eyes that owned me. “Chance, are you ready to go home yet?” I rasped, unable to ask the real question bouncing around in my head. Not are we going home yet? But are you coming home with me at all? The moment the words left my mouth his control snapped. He snarled, pulled his dick almost all the way out, and slammed back into me so hard the headboard cracked against the wall. My scream was pure agony. "So fucking good," I howled, drawing blood as I thrashed beneath him. "Cuming, God, Hedes, your baby girl is cuming for you daddy." “Fuck home,” he ranted, sweat pouring down his face, as he pounded into me like he could fuck the future away. “This is home. Right here. Buried in my baby girl’s perfect cunt.” Each brutal thrust punched the words out: “I—love—you. I—fucking—love—you, Olive. You're my fucking home. Hear me?" My cuming pussy clamped down on him even harder, squirting around his cock
Jack’s question cut through the scent of blood and smoke like a promise. “What do you guys think of Bali for your vacation?”I couldn’t answer with words. My face was smashed into Chance’s throat, lips tasting salt, copper and him. My fingers clawed into his blood soaked shirt like he’d disappear if I didn't. His heart slammed against my cheek, steady, alive, and I nodded so hard my teeth clattered. My relief was boundless. Olivia Hunter found a way to live without Edward Hunter long ago, but Chance had always been there. Losing him would break me. “Bali,” I breathed against Chance's skin. “Please, daddy. Take me somewhere I can feel you breathe. So we can grieve. Plan. You promised we could enjoy the sun together. It's still raining outside." He crushed me tighter to him, his lips in my hair. “Anything for my baby girl. Nothing but sunshine ahead, Olive,” he said, sounding tired but eager. The next hours were a blur of barked orders, zipped body bags, and a private jet that smell
An unraveled mess before me, her post nut clarity seemed to be hitting before her orgasm could die down completely. The uncertainty was back. Just a flicker in her eyes before the pseudo bravado I knew better than most made an appearance. I was too turned on to care. "Weren't you just begging dadd
"Hey kiddo. So he let you tag along after all huh? Rio de Janeiro is breathtaking. What little we have seen of it anyway," Billy said smugly. "Will. That's your sister, for goodness sake," said Bianca, Billy's wife, in the background. "Hi Olive. How are you?" Macy, Bianca's be
He thought he got that nickname from not giving two fucks about people at work. The truth was, everyone knew. A fuck was just a fuck to Harmon. How many women had gotten an inconsequential after a night with him? I was one of them. Inconsequential. "Let's bounce," I said, tightening my
"Dammit! Why can't she just listen to me?" I screamed into the phone, all but forgetting Will was still on the line. "Let her go. Give her a beat. Let's talk, Harmon," said Will's calm but concerned voice. "What the fuck is wrong?" Conflicting thoughts fought for dominance in







