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You had your chance to run from me
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2026-02-24 00:05:05You can't be his wife, you fat whore.
All he ever wanted was to fuck you for a while.He can never love someone who fucked his son. Used to suck his dick.Every face my eyes landed on had something awful to say.Somehow I knew it wasn't real, but reality was subjective. Sure as shit sounded real.“Pearl—” Derek called after me.When had I started running?I was breathing heavily, my carves were barely working, but I fled an
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Tears burned my eyes. “Please,” I choked out. “Please, Derek. fuck me. I need it," I muttered far too easily for my liking. The words barely left my lips before he thrust into me. Hard, abrupt, merciless. His thick cock speared into me in one brutal stroke that stretched me wide. The force of the thrust punched every molecule of air from my lungs. “Fuck!” I cried, my back bowing sharply off the seat as he bottomed out inside me. He stilled, letting me feel every throbbing inch of his dick splitting me open, the hot weight of his balls nestled tightly against my soaked skin. My pussy spasmed around his cock in frantic, involuntary pulses, trying to adjust to the impossible fullness. Warring between pushing him out and trying to suck him in deeper all at once.A fresh gush of pussy juice leaked out around his base, dripping down to pool beneath us.“You can’t fuck me into loving you,” I moaned, voice fractured, even as my hips rolled in tiny, desperate circles, grinding my clit agai
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“You want to know what my little something extra was, Pearl? Our fucking honeymoon. I was nervous you would say no because you just started working and I know what that means to you. But guess what? You don't get to fucking say no now. Not when I found you alone with my son's wet, hard dick," Derek roared into my face, making me yelp as he buckled me in with gentle but unyielding hands before sliding in beside me.I had no comeback for that. My mind raced. All night, I hoped he would come home and prove me wrong. Tell me Jason was a liar. Now here he was, giving me my wish, and I refused to hear him. Worse, he wasn't wrong, was he? He did find me in a compromising position. “Airport,” Derek barked at the driver, his voice hoarse with emotion. After the driver said a hurried, "Of course, Mr. Nelson" and hopped into the driver's seat, the partition rose smoothly without Derek asking for it. I guess we earned that. We sure fucked a lot i
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"I woke up with a hangover, having fucked your son. No memory of it. When you said I was just for you after that epic fuck up, I believed you. Didn't see how you were toying with me. Just waiting for another chance to—" I insisted, unable to open my aching heart to the words he was saying. The disappointment, the risk of further heartbreak, was just too severe. He kissed me then, silencing me in a desperate bid to persuade me. Just like when he asked me to offer myself to him downstairs, my body couldn't help but respond. I ached for him. Wanted to kiss him forever. Have him soothe the hurt in me. "We love each other, Pearl. You don't understand. Jason's fucking with your head. Please, don't let him," Derek begged, and my pining heart wanted so badly to give in. But my head said no. I deserved better. "Jason didn't win my virginity in a bet. Didn't taint out marital vows by making me a fucking bet. Some bullshit life lesson for him. Jason didn't fuck me in front of my ex, then
Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex! I really am just another whore to you, isn't I, husband?
Heavy footsteps thundered up the hall.The door burst open. Still clinging to my dress, my gaze met Derek's in the mirror. For a split second, I was relieved to have my protective, possessive husband standing there, chest heaving violently. Shirt ripped half open, sweat glistening on his throat. All my doing. It used to make me proud. Then I recalled he had been about to hand me over to Jason to fuck. I really am just another whore to you, wasn't I, husband? His eyes were wild. Panic, pain, and raw possession burned in them all at once. He looked like a man who’d run through fire and would do it again. Did he think me that essential to fixing things with Jason? I gasped and spun half away, dress clamping tighter over my breasts. The instinct hit like a slap. I hadn’t hidden from him in many nights. He’d spent night after night worshipping my every curve, every stretch mark, whispering I was perfect, beautiful, gorgeous, his
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Pearl's POVI bolted up the stairs, sobs tearing from my throat like they were clawing their way out of my soul. Each step made my calf muscles burn, my heels clicking against cold marble. Again and again, it hit me. Derek had let Jason touch me. Again. In fact, he told him to. Then he’d watched his son’s hands rip my dress away like I was disposable, a toy to be passed around on the night they were supposed to be grieving.The betrayal lodged in my ribs like broken glass. I loved him so fiercely that having him stand there, just watching, made me feel like I would die of humiliation. Even that I allowed, desperate, eager for him to change his mind. Giving him the benefit of the doubt until the very end, as I hoped he would give me after finding me with Jason, as he did. I must have gone temporarily mad, even considering letting Jason fuck me again. But all that went out the window when my husband finally came home. So I held out for him, as I had hoped he would for me. Begged h
Your Billionaire Daddy Loves Your Stepmother's Curves, Ex! You’re just going to hurt Pearly exactly like I did
"Devil. Beast. Demon," Pearl cried even harder, tears that pleased the darkest, most possessive parts of me.Her chest heaved from heavy breaths and desperate sobs as she started riding me despite slapping my chest."Liar. Traitor. You fucking broke my trust," she hurled at me, but I was done hurting. I fucked her back, deep and brutal, hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks."You're fucking me anyway, aren't you wife? Fucking good cunt," I rasped, driving up into her with every ounce of love, frustration and grief I could muster. “You’re mine to do with as I please,” I growled. “Mine alone.”She acknowledged me reluctantly, her voice breaking with every dominating thrust. “I’ll fuck your son if that’s what you want. If that’s what you need to love me. I can’t help how much I love you, Derek, but it might turn to hatred if you make me do this. I don’t think I could survive having him, having any other man inside me,
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“I was drunk. I still am a little," I told him with a pout, him taking me to task stinging more than it should. "I did say I was sorry."“Excuses," he said, an angelic, gentle smile gracing his face as he pulled his gloves off and slid them onto my hands."Well this is happening. You know when you
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Blood rushed into my ears as I scrambled for the right thing to say. I wanted so badly to give him an answer that would appease him. The truth was too ugly to be breathed, however, so I kept my mouth shut."Take your time," he said, that charming, powerful nonchalance coming through as he backed up
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Five seconds later and still no kiss. Regret and embarrassment set my body on fire anew. “Sorry, I just—” I began, then faltered when he let my hand go. “I should just go home. Don't worry about taking me—” I tried again, my stomach dropping, the vulnerable mess that I was ready to bolt out the d
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They said tit fucks were mostly a visual thing for men, but fuck my husband knew how to touch a woman. "Derek, fucking God. Please," I whimpered, my thrashing body making it seem like the room was spinning. Two more rough strokes between my tits and he buried his dick deep between my tits. Thi
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