All Chapters of I Faked My Death & Married His Ruthless Stepdad for Revenge: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Lisa's POV Vincent's finger parted inside me, digging me deep and the pain of him stretching me caused another wave to ripple and my legs began to shut, however, he pushed my shaky legs away from his shoulders and began another fast thrust. "Shit!" I screamed, not giving a fuck about who heard me, stood on my arms, and began to rock his fingers hard and fast, not minding if I'm gonna get injured. My inside clenched, an amazing and almost painful spasm running up my spine and I threw my head back in pleasure, rocking my hips in rhythm to his thrusts. Vincent forces me open and a powerful orgasm hits me hard again, a sudden painful yet pleasurable wave emanates from me and I spray his hand with my fluid, my eyes rolling backward as I begin to shake violently. "You're so fucking tight." He muttered and I shook more, my pussy clenching his fingers that were still thrusting in and out of me. What the hell was he planning to do? Make me swim in my squirt?! "Enough... Please..." I

Lisa's POV His question took me by surprise but I mumbled, "Fuck you!!" Immediately the word left my mouth, he began to move his own hip to sync with mine, "Gawd!" I screamed, matching his energy, wanting him to give me all, I want it all. With my acceptance, he thrust into my pussy savagely and my head fell back. His fingers pinch on my nipples made my pussy spasm against his dick and my eyes bore into his, "Fuck!" He groaned and did it again and he got the same reaction. "More, please." I pleaded with him and his pinch became hard as I rode his dick in painful pleasure. "You're fucking crazy Lisa, you are driving me nuts!" He groaned, feeling the effects of his pinches on me, gosh, I want it harder, I don't know what was wrong with me but I so much want everything he's doing to me more. With my knees secured on both sides of his knees, I began to bounce on him, and my grip on his throat tightened. His hand palmed my ass as he thrust inside of me, different shitty words le

Lisa's POV At my strangled reply, Vincent's eyes darkened and a sinister smile spread across his lips, "You would regret that, Lisa." The first crazy thrust came and I let out a scream, Vincent put his full weight into it, making me carry his weight and the movement made my waist ache. Being bent like that made it tricky for me to breathe, my knees brushing my shoulders and stretching my limbs. With his weight lowered on me, I'm forced open and he took the advantage to slide in and out of my pussy faster and harder. My eyes went to his face as he thrust in and out of me and I can't help but wonder how someone with such an angelic face would be so savage. Vincent asked for my submission and I shall not give it to him so easily, my deviance is the only thing I've got and I'm gonna make use of it till he breaks me, I ached my hips up, inviting him to ravage me. The desire I feel is sinful but I'm gonna enjoy it while it lasts. Taking one of my hands off the headboard, I dive it in b

Vincent's POV The bedroom was completely quiet now. Our wild, breathless moans had finally faded, leaving only the soft, steady sound of Lisa sleeping. I lay flat on my back, staring up at the ceiling above. My arm was numb because Lisa was using my shoulder like a pillow. Her body felt warm and soft right against my side. She was completely fast asleep, totally knocked out from everything we just did. I stared into the dark room, and my brain started running in a thousand different directions. I looked down at Lisa. She trusted me so much. She was lying right here in my arms, carrying Christopher's child, yet she had nothing to fear from me. I had married her knowing the truth right from the beginning, and I had no intention of treating her baby as anything less than my own. But the world outside this room was on fire. I just couldn't stop thinking about her. Fiona Maxwell. Who the hell was that woman really? How did she know so much about Lisa? Why was she coming out now to d

Vincent's POV "What happened, Duncan? Talk to me.” I asked, voice sharp. "It's about... it's about the news today," Duncan muttered. He sounded like he was struggling to force the words out of his mouth. "It's about that woman who made a speech on television. Fiona Maxwell." I rolled my eyes and let out a frustrated huff. "Fiona Maxwell?" I grunted, running a hand over my face. "Duncan, is that why you called my line twelve times?! Because of some crazy woman on the news claiming to be Lisa's sister?! I saw the broadcast earlier! I thought we already talked about things like this! People will do anything to get their hands on a fortune, and I'm very sure that woman is just an imposter manufactured by the Maxwell family's old enemies to get their hands on those billions!” "She is not a scammer, Father," Duncan said quietly. His voice was so solemn and serious that my hand froze against my face. "What are you saying?" I demanded. "I am saying... Fiona Maxwell is real," Duncan wh