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Something Forbidden

Petra He took my lips into his mouth aggressively, fingers tangled into my hair as he backed me up against the wall. He pried my lips apart and pushed his tongue inside my mouth, licking and sucking on my tongue at a desperate, almost frantic pace. I moaned and pressed my thighs together to try and relieve some of the unbearable pressure building up between my legs. His other hand dropped from the wall and cupped my teenage breast through my thin red polo top. Dalton pinched my nipples and squeezed my moulds. Hard. I gasped into his mouth and automatically rolled my hips against his hard length. We heard footsteps coming towards the kitchen. He broke apart, both of us panting. He grunted, taking a step back. Brushing his hair backward with his fingers, he gave me the look that says 'i'm not fucking done with you yet' before walking to the refrigerator, rummaging through it in a pretense of looking for something. I made for the sink filled with dirty dishes pilled up like a m

The Man she Sees

Petra Vegas was boring. Probably worse than I remembered it. I didn't come home throughout college. I stayed back at Aunt Maggie's in New York City all period i was writing my thesis and during holidays. I thought staying out of Vegas will help me forget every memories of him, but that never helped. Like a supper glue, Dalton was stuck in my brain. I stood next to a mail post waiting for my boyfriend, Noah to come pick me up. I looked at the watch strapped to my wrist before looking both sides of the free straight road. A white BMW with windows tinted so dark they seemed to be part of the interior walls rather than actual windows drew up at the curb outside the front of the building and stopped in front of me. The owner side window winds down and it was Dalton and the mystery woman. His deep, dangerous eyes peered right down into the very depths of me, just like when I entered his office. He looked angry. Maybe it was her. The woman that had her hands all over him was li

The Girl He Sees

Dalton Many years later and I was back to the house where it all started. I was shocked as hell when I got a call a few weeks ago from George. We haven’t spoken more than a handful, since I disappeared from their lives. I was in an out of town for business meetings and conferences, but I never reached out. Not even once. It was for the best. I was obsessed with his teenage daughter, something he won't Forgive if he found out. I could have any girl I wanted, but for some reason, Petra won’t stay out of my fucking head. The woman was messing with my head, my heart, and most definitely my cock. She was a little brat, chaotic and destructive. And for every stunt she pulled, I wanted to punish her, but not in the way I would punish any other sturbon child. My length jumped at the thought of tying her to my desk and turning her ass red with the palm of my hand. I'd make her scream out my name and then I'd fuck her rough and dirty, pound her into the hard desk, squeeze her throa

His To Command

Petra “Pick the plates and I’ll grab the glasses.” Dalton instructed. Watching as he helped me clean up after dinner was sexy. Who'd have thought that the almighty, arrogant and cocky CEO who subdued everyone with just one look could get his hands dirty in private? We'd just finished having dinner and Dad retired to the recliner in the living room to watch 6 0'clock news - a tradition he never missed. I nodded and packed up the plates on the dinning table and headed for the kitchen. I don’t listen to anyone the way I listen to him. Not even my Dad who was a cop. My first instinct every fucking time Dalton gave me instruction was to obey him. More importantly, Dalton bossing me around, it made my pussy throb. I had no idea how he was commanding my body without so much as a word, but I got a strange, confusing thrill at the thought of pleasing him. He followed closely behind me with the glasses in his hands. He set them down in the sink. I set the plates down on the counter t

Desired

Petra “Hurry,” I urged as Noah grabbed my hips and thrust up faster. With a soft groan, I buried my face in his neck. “The kids.” I reminded him. A moan escaped my lips as he pulled me down hard on his laps. “Come on , Petra? I just got inside you.” He mumbled, shoving himself deeper inside me with a rough flex of his hips. Licking into my mouth, he slide his tongue into mine in hungry strokes. I could already hear Claudia’s voice from her room yelling at Jessy over something and that made me super uncomfortable. I was worried the kids might walk in on us making out on the couch, in the living room. I'd be more worried about his Mum, Monica if she was home, but she’d gone to stay with one of her relatives who was a medical practitioner at a local hospital down town for a proper medical examination. Noah preferred having sex in the weirdest of places. According to him, bedroom games are so old fashion and boring. Back then in high school, we’d often sneak out of our homes a

Heartaches

Petra “You are late.” Dalton said. He looked and sounded annoyed. Some sick, twisted part of me liked it. “I don’t like when you or anyone else defiles my order.” God, his voice. How many times had I imagined him grunting my name while he tore me apart with his insanely thick cock? “I’m only a few minutes late. Besides, it’s past 6 p.m. I shouldn’t be here at this hour, don’t you think so?” I fired back. Deep down I wanted to get him pissed. I like getting him riled up, but I also liked obeying him more. “I beg your pardon?” He raised an eyebrow. His deep, dark tone sliced through me, making me soak my panties. I discreetly, squeezed my thighs together to try and get some relief. My cheeks flushed and I had to tear my eyes away from him. Flinging my handbag onto a chair, it landed with a soft tud. I wrapped my arms around my chest and hummed. “You should be thankful that I agreed to come here when I should be at home resting… instead of acting like a jerk.” He furrowe

His Goddess

Dalton The rain picked up almost as soon as Petra left the office causing my heart race to spike. The need to get to her and make sure she was safe was riding me hard. I wanted nothing more than to keep her safe all the time. There was no reason to think she was in danger, but I still didn’t like the hurt I saw in her eyes when she left the office. I hurt her. I am no good for her. I always hurt her. I glanced down at my watch, impatiently tapping a pen on the posh boardroom table, almost restless as I waited for July to conclude the emergency meeting she’d called. One…two…three… I counted in my head, trying to maintain some level of patience while I navigated the world’s most annoying presentation. This meeting was not necessary, it was just one of her usual ways of trying to show the managers that she was the boss of them all. Selfish, unreasonable, egocentric, self-absorbed proud little bitch, these were perfect words to describe July. Watching how she took control of ma

Her Pain

Petra I was chaotic and completely out of control. I wanted to hit him. Scratch him. Bite him. Slap him. Fuck him. Surrender to him All that fucked up emotions, and it was all too much. I shuddered out a sob, then closed my eyes and shoved the crazy emotions back down deep where I tried to keep them buried. “Deep breath, little Lamb.” He whispered into my ears. I gasped a few more times before taking a long deep breath. “Good girl.” He murmured against the shell of my ear. His warm breath washed over me and goosebumps covered my skin. I was trembling, my teeth chattering as he gathered me up in his chiseled massive body. I stayed still, absorbing the moment between us. The heat radiating from his body was Keeping me warm. He combed his fingers through my hair as my face stayed buried in his chest. I inhaled his scent. My God, he smelled sinful. “you are freezing…” He said, pulling away from me. Cupping my cheeks, he lifted my face to meet his eyes. He brazenly held m

Obsessed

Dalton I could see Petra from where I was reclining on a leather chair looking at the paintings on the wall while she had her phone glued to her ear. I heard a shuffle and then George's voice on the other end of the phone. “Are you alright, my dear? Dalton told me you won’t be home until tomorrow morning.” She looked over her shoulder, her eyes finding mine in an instant. A devious smile curled up one side of her lips. “Yes, I am alright. He is going to take good care of me. Like really really good care of me." She aimed a sensual smile my way as her last words rolled out. Jesus Christ, this woman. She was making me feel a lot of things with just a smile. I wanted every damn thing with her. To soothe her, comfort her, compliment her, fuck her dirty and rough, gag her tiny throat, spank her ass, and then lick the marks I’d leave on her. I wanted it right there and then. “I’ll try and be home early for breakfast.” She said and slide her tongue along her bottom lip, causing my

Secrets

Petra I leaned back into the cushion headrest, lowering my hand down between my thighs. I traced my finger along my naked form and noticed his eyes skid down to see what I was doing. “Stop it, Petra.” He growled. “Why don’t you make me,” I challenged. Spreading my legs wide and placing them each on my sides, I saw his throat bulb the moment my glistening wet pussy came into view. I was dripping and my clit was throbbing with needs. I knew he could see everything as he remained frozen, fixated on the scene like a deer caught in the headlights. “Your body, your eyes and your voice when you say my name makes me wet. Can’t you see what you are doing to me?” I rasped, releasing a soft moan as my fingers moved down and touched my clit. His eyes stayed glued between my legs, and the moment I dug my index into my slippery cunt, he brought his eyes back to mine. This time, they were dark and much less patient. Pushing back on his seat, he bolted up. “Okay, that’s enough. Get up a

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