She couldn’t lie. Not when every part of her was screaming for him, aching for his touch. “I need you,” she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. His mouth crashed against hers then, a kiss that was all hunger and possession. His hands found the lace of her panties, ripping them aside with a growl. “Please,” she whispered against his lips. “Now, Killian.” He fumbled with his belt, his breath ragged. “You have no idea how much I’ve been thinking about this all day.” She kissed him hard, her hands gripping his hair. “Then don’t make me wait any longer.” He groaned, lifting her slightly to slide his cock into her wet heat. She gasped at the intrusion, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Is this what you wanted?” he growled, thrusting into her hard. “To be fucked against the wall of my office, where anyone could hear you moan?” She bit her lip, unable to form words as he drove into her relentlessly. His name was on her lips, a desperate chant that echoed in the room. “A
Selene’s eyes glinted. “I know. But it’s a start. I’ll prove I’m the woman you need by your side. To start, here’s the signed document selling you my shares.” She slid a folder across the desk. Killian glanced down, not touching it. “What makes you think I can’t use this against you?” “Because my shares aren’t enough for you to take over Damien’s company, or bring it down. And if I ever needed more shares, I can get Damien’s. He’s dumb… but not too dumb. I’ve got him wrapped around my finger.” She pushed the folder closer. Killian finally picked it up, flipping through slowly. Selene thought she was playing him. But when he looked up, his eyes were sharp, calculating, dangerous. “You just made the biggest mistake of your life,” Killian said in his mind, with a smile that wasn’t a smile at all. then he finally signed it. "Take this," The sound of Killian’s voice was as smooth as the polished walnut desk between them. He slid a cheque toward her, the kind of figure that co
Killian paused. He took a long drag, eyes narrowed. “She’s not here for Damien’s sake. Her intentions are different.” “I thought the same thing,” Mateo said. “But it feels off.” Killian let the smoke trail from his lips. “Accept the appointment. I’ll meet her tomorrow.” Mateo stiffened. “Boss, I really don’t think that’s a good idea.” Killian’s tone turned cold. “Do what I ask you, Mateo.” Mateo bowed slightly. “Yes, Boss.” Killian tapped the ash into a nearby tray. “If that’s all, you can leave.” Mateo turned and left without another word. Killian leaned back in his chair, the cigarette burning slowly between his fingers. The silence wrapped around him like a blanket, but his thoughts were loud. He didn’t trust Selene. He didn’t trust Damien either. But most of all, he didn’t trust Vincenzo. The man had always played dirty, but now he was out in the open,and he knew Calla existed. He would never forgive himself if she got dragged into this mess. The ghosts fro
She felt him moving around, then heard the sound of a vibrator. She tensed, wondering what he was going to do with it. He turned it on, the buzzing filling the room. She felt the vibrator against her leg, then moving up, up, until it was pressed against her pussy. She cried out, her body jolting. He held the vibrator against her clit, making her moan. He moved it in circles, making her writhe. He increased the speed, making her gasp. “Fuck,” she cried out. “Fuck, oh my god.” He kept the vibrator on her clit, holding her hips down as she bucked. She was so close, so close to cumming. He could feel it, and he was determined to make her cum. She screamed as she came, her body shaking violently. He kept the vibrator on her, drawing out her orgasm. She was panting, her body covered in sweat. He turned off the vibrator, tossing it aside. “Good girl,” he praised, and she could hear the smile in his voice. “You cum so pretty when you’re tied up and blindfolded.” She was still pant
Vanessa didn’t hesitate. “Please, Vincenzo,” she begged. “Please cum in my mouth. I want it. I need it.” Vincenzo chuckled. “That’s my good little slut. Now, suck.” Vanessa took his cock back in her mouth, sucking him eagerly, her eyes on his as she begged him for his cum. He thrust into her mouth, fucking her face hard. “Yeah, that’s it. Suck it good. Make me cum, you fucking whore. Make me cum down that pretty little throat.” Vanessa obeyed, her tongue swirling around him as she deep-throated his cock. Vincenzo groaned. “Fuck, yeah. Just like that. Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Get ready, slut. Get ready to swallow it all.” Vanessa moaned, taking him as deep as she could, her throat ready for his cum. Vincenzo thrust into her mouth one last time before he exploded, his cum shooting down her throat. Vanessa swallowed it all, her eyes locked on his as she drank every last drop. “Fuck, that was awesome” Vincenzo panted, pulling his softening cock from her mouth. Vanessa smiled. “It was""Y
The man in the black hoodie slid into the driver's seat of his new black Camaro, a grin creeping across his face as he started the engine. The silence of the empty road stretched before him, but his thoughts weren’t quiet. “So that’s the woman, huh?” he muttered to himself, glancing at the rearview mirror with a crooked smile. “The new one who might make the great Killian Black. His new goddamn weakness.” He chuckled darkly, tapping the steering wheel as he pulled out onto the road. “Interesting.” By the time he reached the outskirts of the city, night had fully settled in. The house loomed in the darkness like a shadow, cold, uninviting, and, He parked, stepping out quietly. Something felt... off. He reached under his leather jacket, his fingers curling around the grip of his Glock. He clicked off the safety, pushed the door open cautiously, and stepped inside. Silence. Then— A creak upstairs. He didn’t hesitate. Gun raised, steps silent, he climbed the stairs, round