All Chapters of Fucked Raw by my Husband's Ruthless Best friend.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ava’s POVI was sprawled out on my back as he threw me on the bed, my legs were shaking like they’d completely forgotten what “closed” even meant. My pussy was on fire, swollen and throbbing with every single heartbeat, like my body was screaming his name only.The bedsheets under me were now disgusting. It was cold and damp, clinging to my skin. Sweat, cum, tears… and everything was mixed together on the bed. My chest wouldn’t stop rising and falling, my nipples were aching, and my boobs were covered in little bruises and teeth marks that still only pains me when the air hit them.I couldn’t move at all. I just stared up at the ceiling, trying to remember who I was before this man turned me inside out.Julian just stood there for a while at the foot of the bed, looking down at me like I was some beautiful disaster that he’d made on purpose. Sweat kept sliding down his broad chest, and rolling over every hard line of muscle like he was carved from something too perfect to be real. H

Julian’s POV God, I was on my third espresso already, and the sun was just barely peeking over the city skyline, spilling this warm, golden light all over the glass walls of my office. The cup sat there empty in my hand, with just this little dark ring at the bottom from the last sip. I kept twisting it around, you know, like if I could push back the exhaustion from last night. It was creeping up on me, but hell, who had time for that? My computer screen was lit up with all these numbers staring back at me—offshore stuff hidden away in the Caymans, and sneaky transfers bouncing through a bunch of different places. And my secret stash of cash that could probably snap up half the continent if I got bored of being subtle. All these are my work. My tie? Yeah, I'd ripped it off ages ago. I rolled up my sleeves up my elbows, and every time I flipped a page, that black dragon ring on my finger caught the light, almost like it was winking at me, alive or something. Sleep? Forget abou

Leon’s POV – Paris The second the private elevator doors slid open with that little ding that always annoys me, the whole penthouse just smacked me in the face with her scent. Jasmine, yeah, but also that warm skin smell and the stupidly expensive perfume I grabbed for her in Paris last month because the sales girl wouldn’t shut up about it.That scent was everywhere. I took one deep breath and, fuck, my shoulders actually dropped a little. First time all day.City lights were spilling in through the massive windows, turning the white marble floor all silver and gold and fancy-looking. Whatever. My eyes didn’t give a shit about the view right then. They went straight to her.Bella.She was curled up on the couch like some lazy cat who knew exactly how hot she was. My white dress shirt—yeah, mine—was hanging off her shoulders, sleeves rolled up messy to her elbows, the hem barely covering the tops of her thighs. There was nothing underneath.I clocked that in half a second. The butto

Leon’s POVShe ate my cock down.No teasing, and no slow build. She just took me deep, her lips stretching wide around my thickness of my cock.I groaned, loud and broken. My hands fisting in her hair. She started moving slow at first, her tongue swirling around the cap every time she pulled back, sucking hard enough. Spit was already dripping, warm and messy. It was running down my shaft, soaking into my boxers, and dripping on the floor between her knees.I couldn’t just stand there anymore. She wasn't moving the way I needed her to move. She isn't that lethal as she couldn't choke herself.I grabbed her hair really tight, and twisted it around my fist until she whimpered around my cock. The vibration from her gasp shot straight to my balls. She looked up at me, her eyes watering, but she didn’t pull away. She wouldn't dare.She then pushed forward instead, taking me deeper. Her nose pressed right into the fabric still clinging to my hips. “Fuck, Bella… Darn it, Fuck!!” I growled,

Julian’s POVI slammed the door so hard that the whole damn place rattled. I got back home from work, so damn stressed. My ears were ringing. It has been a hell of a day. From boardroom meetings to encrypted calls. Hale still acting like he was too good for the bait, and Leon… Leon’s shadow was everywhere today. That asshole just clouded my mind today.I needed it gone.I started stripping off my clothes the second I stepped inside.My jacket hit the marble with a heavy thud. I yanked my tie loose and flung it somewhere, I didn’t care where. My shirt buttons popped off like gunshots, scattering across the floor while I kept walking. Shoes kicked off hard, one of them bounced off the wall.By the time I reached the bedroom I was naked, my muscles jumping like live wires. The private pool was right there, glowing under the low amber lights.I didn’t think. I just dove right in.The coolness hit me like a punch, the water closing over my six packs. For a few seconds, everything went