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Prologue: I wanted to punish her! But that little slut moaned so sweetly from my smack that my thoughts instantly spiraled into pure depravity with me in control. She liked it, got turned on by my roughness mixed with just enough tenderness. What other little secrets are you hiding, my sensitive and responsive Adele? I knead her body, drunk on how perfect she is, how pliant and hot. I’m losing my mind over her scent, the taste of her skin, the way she feels in my hands. I’m already at the edge, losing my head from the arousal. She is right there too, on the brink, and decides to help herself with her fingers. No way! Only with my permission! I help my girl and cover her hand with mine, our fingers together sinking into her depths under my pressure. It’s so hot and wet there. My cock is already leaking, craving that wicked little thing even more. And when my runaway is right on the edge, I decide to make myself known. “Well, you filthy little whore, there you are. Found you.” My

Two days. I lasted exactly two days of us hanging around the house, enjoying ourselves. We’d already played every possible game, watched a whole pile of cartoons, jumped on the trampoline, splashed around in the pool, chased Jack, stuffed ourselves with treats, and… got bored. Well, I got bored. I’m not used to being cooped up that long, especially with kids.Doubts started creeping in that maybe I’d seriously overestimated myself when I volunteered to look after the little ones while their parents were on vacation. I thought it would be easier! And how the hell did Vicky manage all this?!And that’s with a cook making our meals, while the golden-haired one used to handle everything herself! And somehow she even managed to work on top of that!And Kirill? How did he not lose his mind in this world of constant noise and shouting? No idea.But it’s too late to back out. I signed up for this, and I’m not quitting. I’m not some loser who folds at the first sign of difficulty! I love the k

The closer I got to the brunette who had me stirred up, the more details I noticed, and the harder I fixated on her captivating beauty. She was incredibly delicate, sensual, and… sweetly tempting. She was sitting alone on the bench, reading something on her phone. Seizing the moment, I sat down beside her, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Then she noticed someone next to her and our gazes met. “Damn,” I noted to myself, unable to handle the admiration and sudden rush of nerves. She wasn’t wearing any makeup at all, yet she was so naturally beautiful it made you want to just stare and admire her. Long, thick black lashes framed eyes of unbelievable depth and intensity, dark brown and piercing. Her lips were slightly full and naturally red, no lipstick either. A soft curve of perfect brows and long black hair like a raven’s wing. At the same time, her skin was fairly light and flawless. She reminded me of some dark-haired angel with a sweet doll-like face. So pure, so innocent, so b

Focus, Nazar. There’s a rescue operation going on here.I pull out a few wipes and gently clean the “injured” spot on Soli’s leg. She puts on a dramatic show, hissing and groaning, while the boys stand there, dark and silent, watching.“Miss, thank you so much!” Egor says dramatically. “Ever since our mom left us, Dad’s been a mess! He didn’t even bring basic wipes to the playground. And he has three kids! At this rate, he’ll forget one of us somewhere out of sheer distraction…”I shoot the little bastard a sharp look, silently telling him not to overact.“I’m not forgetting anyone,” I grumble, pulling Soli’s leggings back down. “See, sweetheart? There’s nothing serious there. You got more scared than hurt.”“It still hurts,” the little actress sniffles theatrically. “Dad… kiss my knee…”I look at this manipulator, and I’m completely powerless. Tears in her eyes, and the faintest sly smile on her lips. What a tiny fox.“Of course!” the brunette suddenly chimes in. “Didn’t you know tha

Damn… but I’ve lied so much… The main thing is not to make it worse. And later, when she grows attached to me, I’ll figure something out…“You know, there’s just one thing I’d like to clarify. A jealous husband or boyfriend isn’t going to jump out of the bushes right now intending to smash my face in, is he?” I approach the question indirectly, and the girl laughs.“And for what? People don’t just smash faces for no reason. We’re just walking to a kiosk, and with a bunch of kids, no less. No reason for jealousy,” two sly brown eyes look at me mockingly, skillfully dodging the answer.“Well…” I even get a little lost for words, which doesn’t happen often.“No, there’s no one,” the brunette finally decides to take pity on me, laughing. “I haven’t been in a relationship for a long time.”“Now that’s strange,” I look at the beauty cautiously. “How can a gorgeous woman like you not have a man around?”“Well… there are men who want to be around,” Ann breaks our eye contact and looks ahead i