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Choke Me Daddy (2)
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~VANESSA~“What?” I exclaimed, my voice cracking with disbelief.“You heard me. Strip. Now.” Bryan said, his expression stern.“I can’t! Not in front of you, that’s so fucking weird!”Bryan let out a sigh, walked to the table, picked up his phone, and held it up. “Strip, or I call the police right now.”No. Not the police.I stared at Bryan, my mind racing.If I stripped, he’d see all the jewelry I’d stolen from the jewelry store. But if I didn’t, he’d call the police, and I’d go to jail—and I didn’t want that.“You have three seconds,” Bryan said. “Three… two…”“Okay! Okay, I’ll strip.”A cold, satisfied smile spread across his face. “Hurry up.”Why the fuck did he just smile?Fucking perv.My hands shook as I pulled off my jacket. Then I grabbed the hem of my shirt and yanked it over my head, letting it drop to the floor, before quickly pulling off my jeans as well.I was now standing in just my bra and panties. I froze, my heart pounding, every muscle in my body screaming at me t
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~VANESSA~“Ma’am, please follow me before I involve the police,” the security guard said, stepping closer to me. He looked like he was in his late thirties. He had approached me a few minutes earlier and told me to follow him out of the mall, which I had refused.And now he was talking bullshit about involving the police.“Police?” I asked, forcing confusion onto my face. “What did I do?”“The security cameras caught you taking items from the jewelry store,” he said calmly. “Before I cause a scene, I suggest you follow me.”Shit! Those stupid cameras.I’d done my best to avoid them. So how had I been caught? Were there hidden ones? My pulse quickened as I turned and saw a few people staring at me, some shooting glares and whispering behind their hands.“Ma’am, follow me now,” the guard said firmly, “or I’ll have to drag you out and call the police.”I froze, my mind racing. I had stolen from this mall countless times, but I had never been caught. So why now?Why when my birthday
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—•MEGAN•—I turn slowly onto my back, my body still trembling as I reel from the mind-blowing orgasm I just experienced.The sensation hums beneath my skin like a live wire, leaving me aching for more.Sluggishly, I turn my head to look at Christian. “Come here. Hurry up,” he says, stroking his cock. His eyes roam over my sweaty, naked body. “We don’t have all day, yunno.”Slowly, I push myself up and move to the edge of the bed, where Christian stands close, my legs trembling with every movement. I sink onto the sheets, and he moves in, standing directly in front of me.“Hold your tits together for me,” hesays again.I stare at him, stunned. “Why?”“Just do it.”I lift my heavy breasts and press them together, my nipples peeking between my fingers. Christian steps closer, guiding the head of his cock to the underside of my cleavage before sliding it up into the tight channel between my breasts.“Wow,” I breathe, mesmerized as his thick cock slides in and out, glistening with our
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—•MEGAN•—Christian holds his cock still inside my pussy, giving me a moment to adjust to the size.“Mmhhmm! Fuck, fuck,” I gasp at the intense stretch.The pain is sharp, almost unbearable, as if my pussy is being ripped in two, and yet pleasure already coils through me, teasing my senses.After a moment, Christian begins to move, slowly thrusting his cock into my pussy, each inch stretching my pussy walls further, making me shiver and cry out.Then he pulls back, and for a heartbeat, I think he’s going to pull out completely, giving me a moment to catch myself.Relief flickers through me.But he slams his cock back in, hard and deep.“Ah!” I yelp, my body jerking with the force of it.Christian doesn’t give me a single moment to adjust or catch my breath, thrusting his cock into my pussy relentlessly and setting a brutal pace.Every inch of his cock slides inside me, stretching my pussy walls, sending sparks of searing pleasure through my body and making me shiver uncontrollably.My
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—•MEGAN•—I pull back and meet Isaac’s gaze. He stares at me, his eyes dark and burning with rage.“Have you sunk so low that you’d threaten your husband just because he won’t watch another man fuck you?” he snaps, his voice shaking with anger.I can hear and feel the fury in every word.A slow smile spreads across my face. “Yes,” I say. “I’m that low.”I grip his chin, forcing him to look at me. “And you’d better watch, unless you want me to shred every one of these documents. I know exactly how important they are to you.”Isaac looks at me, not saying anything. I can see the war in his eyes.“Do you understand?” I ask.His gaze flicks to the folder in my hand, then back to my face. Slowly, he nods. I smirk. “Good. And I better not catch you looking away, dear.”I let go of his chin and set the folder on the nightstand before climbing back onto the bed.Almost instantly, Christian is on me. His mouth claims mine, kissing deep and hard. His hands roam over my body, sending shivers
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—•MEGAN•—I turn around and kiss Christian, his mouth hot and demanding on mine. His hands roams over my back, then down to my ass, gripping it hard enough to make me gasp into his mouth. Damn, I love the feeling of his hands claiming me, right here in front of Issac.“Stop this! Stop this instant!” Isaac growls from the chair.I break the kiss and glance at him from the corner of my eye. His face is flushed, his eyes wide and wild, a vein pulsing in his neck. I smile, loving every bit of the reaction on his face.I want to see more.Christian trails kisses down my neck, nibbling lightly at the sensitive skin. “Oh… fuck…” I moan, my voice shaky. His hand glides down my side, brushing over my hip, sending sparks of heat wherever it touches.I take Christian’s hand, guiding us closer to Isaac, stopping just inches away, directly in front of him.Slowly, I sink to my knees on the tile floor.“Please, Megan, stop,” Isaac begs.I ignore him. My fingers move to Christian’s belt, undo
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