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His DIRTY vacation (part 3)

Author: S.sharma
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-10 13:11:26

Bella moaned softly as his rough hands gripped her hips, forcing her down onto his cock. Her thighs trembled as he filled her up completely, stretching her walls so wide she thought she might break. But she didn’t want gentle. She wanted to be broken.

She cried out as he thrust up into her, his grip bruising her skin. Her tits bounced with each movement, her nipples hard and aching to be sucked. He grabbed her throat, pulling her down so her forehead pressed against his.

“Look at me when I fuck you,” he growled, his dark eyes burning into hers.

Tears leaked down Bella’s cheeks as pleasure burned through her veins. Her pussy clenched around his cock, milking him desperately. She felt so full, so owned, so completely ruined.

“You’re mine,” he whispered harshly, slamming up into her so hard the bed rattled. “Say it.”

“I’m yours…” Bella sobbed, her voice breaking. “Only yours…”

He smirked, his eyes softening for just a second as he pressed his lips to hers in a bruising kiss. Then he flip
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  • Twisted Temptation    HIS DIRTY PROPOSITION (part 5)

    Scarlett hated the dress he’d sent. Tight black silk, low cut, no bra. He hadn’t even included underwear. When she stood in the mirror of his penthouse bathroom, she felt naked already. Dominic came up behind her, adjusting his cufflinks, smirk tugging at his lips. “Perfect. Every man at that dinner is going to want to fuck you. And every time they look, I’ll know your pussy is dripping for me.” Her cheeks flamed. “I’m not—” He slid a hand up her thigh, finding the slick proof of her body’s betrayal. His chuckle was dark. “Liar.” The restaurant was five-star, every table glowing with candlelight, walls lined with fine art. Powerful men and women filled the room. Scarlett felt small, exposed, sitting beside Dominic as he ordered wine worth more than her rent. She tried to focus on the menu. But Dominic’s hand was already on her thigh. “Don’t,” she hissed under her breath. “Don’t what?” His fingers slid higher, inching beneath the silk until he brushed against her bare folds.

  • Twisted Temptation    HOS DIRTY PROPOSITION (part 4)

    Scarlett told herself she wasn’t going back to his penthouse. Yet there she was, two hours later, standing in the middle of Dominic Kane’s glass-walled lair again. The city glittered outside, but all she could see was the sleek black leather case sitting open on the counter. Inside lay rows of objects she didn’t want to name — vibrators, cuffs, plugs, paddles, straps. Her stomach knotted. “What the fuck is that?” Dominic poured himself a drink, not even looking at her. “That, sweetheart, is what’s going to teach your body who it belongs to.” “I didn’t agree to this—” He cut her off with a dark chuckle. “You agreed to do what I say. And tonight, I say I want to watch you come until you forget your own name.” Scarlett backed up, heart pounding. “I’m not letting you—” Dominic moved like a predator. In seconds, she was pinned against the wall, wrists caught in his hand. His mouth brushed her ear, his tone pure filth. “You’ll let me do anything I want. Because you’re already drip

  • Twisted Temptation    HOS DIRTY PROPOSITION (part 3)

    Scarlett swore she wasn’t going to answer when the black car showed up the next night. But the memory of the eviction notice on her fridge made the decision for her. She got in. This time, Dominic didn’t take her to the penthouse. He took her straight back to the club. Scarlett frowned when the bouncer waved them through to the velvet-roped VIP lounge. “Why are we here?” she hissed. Dominic leaned close, his lips brushing her ear. “Because I like reminding myself that every man in this room wants what’s already mine.” Her stomach knotted. “I’m not—” His hand shot to her throat, a light but firm grip tilting her face up. “Finish that sentence, and I’ll drag you onto this table right now and fuck you in front of everyone.” Her pulse thundered. His eyes dared her. She didn’t finish the sentence. Dominic smirked and released her, signaling the waitress for drinks. He settled back on the leather couch, pulling her onto his lap like she was nothing more than an accessory. Scarlet

  • Twisted Temptation    HOW S DIRTY PROPOSITION (part 2)

    The black town car idled at the curb outside Scarlett’s crumbling apartment building. She told herself not to get in. She told herself to walk back upstairs, rip up the eviction notice, and figure out another way. But the driver opened the back door, and her feet moved before her brain could stop them. The car smelled like leather and money, like a world she didn’t belong to. Her pulse wouldn’t slow the entire ride across Los Angeles, and when the elevator doors slid open inside a glass-walled skyscraper, she realized she was shaking. The penthouse looked like sin. Sleek black marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows showing off the glittering city, and Dominic Kane standing at the bar in a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. He didn’t look surprised to see her. Just smug. “Right on time,” he said, sipping his whiskey. His eyes slid over her dress — the only decent one she owned, a faded red number that clung to her hips. “Pretty. But I think I prefer you na

  • Twisted Temptation    HIS DIRTY PROPOSITION (part 1)

    Scarlett Hayes hated the way his eyes burned into her skin. Dominic Kane sat in the velvet-roped VIP lounge like a king surveying his kingdom, whiskey in one hand, arrogance dripping off him in waves. When she bent to place the tray of shots down, his voice was so low it slid right between her thighs. “How much to take you upstairs?” She froze, blinking. “Excuse me?” “I don’t want your drinks, sweetheart. I want that tight little body you keep trying to hide under this cheap dress.” His gaze slid down her curves, stopping deliberately at her breasts before he licked his bottom lip. “Name your price.” Her pulse stuttered. “I’m not a whore.” Dominic smirked. “Everyone’s a whore. I’m just the only man ballsy enough to say it. Come with me.” Before she could protest, his hand wrapped around her wrist — firm, commanding, a grip that made her stomach twist with outrage and a shameful shiver of arousal. He pulled her behind the curtain into a private room at the back of the club. Th

  • Twisted Temptation    WILD NIGHT

    Ash didn’t let me go. Even when I shifted, his grip just tightened, his body caging mine like I might vanish if he loosened it. His breath was steady against my ear, but I could feel the restraint in him—like a predator holding back for the perfect moment to strike. “You keep looking at me like you don’t know if you should run or stay,” he murmured. “That’s… because I don’t,” I admitted. “Then I’ll make the choice for you.” His hands slid around my waist, pulling me to face him. His eyes caught mine—dark, hungry, and merciless. “You’re not leaving until I’m done.” I should’ve been scared. I was. But I was also drenched in a craving I couldn’t name, one that made the fear taste like something dangerous and addictive. He kissed me again, deeper this time, and there was nothing patient about it. His tongue pushed into my mouth, claiming space, his teeth catching my bottom lip hard enough to make me gasp. “Open,” he ordered, and I did—without thinking, without fighti

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