LOGIN"Having the woman my dad stole from me avoid me while fucking him a few feet away, night after night, hasn't been working for me, Pearl. Maybe I was just scared to be real with you. Maybe you intimidated the shit out of me, Pearl. Smarter than me. Smartest person I know. You were going places even without your daddy's money. Always ready to take on the world, even Lena, no matter how many times it spat in your face. You just got right back up, dusted yourself off and tried again. Maybe I fuck
I screamed and thrashed, throwing my head back and forth, back arching as he ground his hips into mine like he meant to fracture bone. Sweat dripped from his brow onto my exposed breasts, sliding down the curves to pool in the valley between them."Derek," I mumbled, barely audible as I fought to get air back into my lungs.It felt like dying and coming alive for the first time all at once. My head was spinning, but the euphoria, the pain, all of it was intoxicating. “That’s it, angel,” he growled against my lips, voice raw. “Take every fucking inch. This tight, dripping pussy is mine. Only mine.”His free hand slid between our slick bodies, thick thumb finding my engorged clit and rubbing tight, merciless circles into it. "Can't, daddy no. Fuck. Please," I begged through trembling lips, sweat clogged eyes finding his. He didn't still. Just kept going. Slow at first to draw out the ache, then faster, matching the brutal snap o
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
“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
"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
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
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
Another slap across his face, harder this time, as I ground down on him. He growled, his grip on my ass cheeks tightening. "Don't you fucking dare," I ordered, slamming down on his chest to pin his body down for my use. "Fucking sit still and get your dick fucked like a good husband," I bellowed,
Not because my body couldn't handle it. Mind you, it couldn't, but that wasn't the issue. Something was changing between us. We were at a turning point. One more fuck and I didn't know if I could go home alone tonight, like I promised myself I would. "No one is coming, angel. It's just you
“One way to find out. Please, come with me. Let's get you up to speed about your husband,” Derek said, holding a hand out to me once he had gotten out of the limo.I took his hand with gratitude, as this simple display of chivalry was another little kindness foreign to me. The beam I offered him wa
Seconds passed. I felt his presence close in on mine, but he didn't lay hands on me. Then the sound of running water filled the room. "Derek?" I called out, sitting up and cracking open an eye. "A wife is still technically a whore you know," he said, standing by the basin next to me with a ha







