All Chapters of Eyes On Me, Babygirl : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Do Not Make A Sound

You do it better Daddy

Kammie My hands sank into his hair as I whined at the coppery taste of blood beading onto my lips. He groaned as he licked it off — and f++k, the low, primal sound was enough to turn me on.“F++k,” I whimpered, completely lost in the sensation.He thrust his tongue into my mouth, and my breath came unevenly.“We shouldn’t…” I tried to speak, but I couldn’t manage to finish that thought through his insistent kisses. My head spun as he continued to ravish my mouth hard, hungrily stealing my breath away, his tongue sliding into my mouth.A shaky breath left me, completely under his spell, as his hands roamed all over my body with a heat that ignited a desperate need within me. A need that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with pleasure. His large hand cupped my breast and squeezed it firmly, while the other glided down my waist, gripping my ass as he ground his hard, lengthy cock against me.“F++k…” A broken sound left my lipsOh God, that felt so good. Why did it feel so

Little Cub

Kammie “You learn really fast, princess. You deserve a reward.” His lips moved into a smirk as his hands returned, sinking into the exact spot. I moaned, crashing into a scattered piece, every part of my soul melting into the farthest part of the galaxy. I could see nothing but the white blur of my vision, sending me outside of the world into the floating gravity up there.A cry slipped out“Please…”“What?”“Please…”“You’re going to have to be more specific with your begging. What do you want me to do?”“F++k me.” I choked out, barely recognizing my own voice. And not just with your fingers.As much as I loved the feeling of them inside me, I needed something more.“You can barely take my fingers, and you want my c++k?” He thrust them at a fast pace that left me gasping. “You’re such a greedy little bitch, Solnyshko.”I’m supposed to feel offended by that, but I’m not. Not one bit. If anything, it makes me wetter, until my arousal drenched his fingers.“I can do that, too,” he con

He's A Criminal

Kammie “So tight and wet…” He rubbed his thumb harder and faster against my clit, and I pushed my hips back against him as unintelligible sounds were wrenched from my lungs.Too much pleasure. It was too much.Sweat slicked down my back. Our skin slapped as he fucked into me with a relentless rhythm.“Fucking hell, your p+++y is tightening up on me. Are you about to cum, Malyshka?”“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.” I chanted, hips vibrating with every assault on my clit and his deep, hard thrusts.He was a fucking machine.“That’s it… give it to me..” He thrust hard enough for my body to jiggle. I dug into my palms, blood rushing down my hands.But I was beyond caring. I needed this.“Yes!” I screamed as fiery relief exploded through me. My body convulsed around him. His tight grip on my hips was the only thing holding me from collapsing.I didn’t care if he killed me with that gun… I was already gone anyway.I can barely feel my legs. His huge length still settled deep inside my p+++y

Access Denied

Six Years Later Kammie Pov. The sound of my car engine came to a stop as I pulled up into the driveway. My gaze travelled upward to the villa ahead and a smile crossed my lips. "It's beautiful" I murmured to myself not entirely to myself "Of course it is Kam, you spend your fucking savings for this..." Bettany cursed out through the phone, I'd no doubt she definitely rolled her eyes while saying that "It's worth it... "I chuckled "Because Ronan said so," She pointed out bluntly. "Yeah.... you should have seen the look on his face.." Bettany scoffed "I'd rather watch a bunch of rom-coms than see his face for a day...""Come on..." I groan softly, grabbing my car keys and purse. This wasn't the first time I'd had this conversation with her, and it wouldn't be the last either. She hates Ronan for some reason; these two never get along, at least he tries, but my overprotective best friend won't give him a chance. I have to make this work. "You know nothing's gonna change the wa

Lies And Broken Heart

Kammie Pov Standing before me was none other than my fiancé, Ronan.And my sister, Monica.For a moment, my brain refused to process what my eyes were seeing. Ronan had my sister pinned against the wall, facing our framed wedding photo, the one we had taken months ago on the first day I wore my wedding gown.My breath caught in my throat.Two days.In two days, I was supposed to marry him, the man now fucking the hell out of my own sister."O-Oh my God..." the receptionist gasped in disbelief.My knees trembled as I stood there, staring, unable to look away. I should turn around. I should leave. But for some reason, I couldn't.My feet felt rooted to the floor, barely keeping me standing."Mmm... baby. Kam could never make you feel this good..." Monica's voice drifted into my ears, and I fought the sting gathering behind my eyes."She's such a nun. " Ronan's voice sounded. " You know I wouldn't have agreed to this wedding but I needed her anyway and she believed I loved her. What a f

Eyes in the Shadows

Kammie POVThe moment I pushed through the black doors of The Hollow, I knew one thing for sure tonight:I was getting wasted.So here I was, twenty minutes later, sitting at the bar with a glass of champagne in hand, dressed in a short red V-neck gown. The back of it was completely open, stopping at the bridge of my spine, while the rest of the fabric ended just above my knees, revealing the lily tattoo resting on my thigh.Several eyes were on me.Men old enough to be my father, some younger, some maybe married, others single.But I didn't care.The background music echoed through the club."Make You Mine" by Madison Beer."I... I... I wanna feel... feel... feel..."" wanna taste... taste... taste..."" wanna get you going..."A breath escaped my lips as I took another gulp of alcohol.Now I was sure I wasn't making it back to my car tonight.I had never been drunk before. My life mostly revolved around manuscripts, unfinished documents, coffee, and a desk. A simple author's life.The

Delivery From The Unknown

Kammie. Beep!Beep!Beep!The sound of my alarm clock rang loudly across the room.I mumbled something I couldn't even understand as I blinked sleepily and forced myself up.Rubbing my brows, my gaze drifted toward the sunlight pouring through the window.My eyebrows knitted together when I looked down at the nightgown clinging to my skin.What the fuck happened last night?How did I..?My mind went blank as I tried to process what happened. A sudden headache hit me, making me wince slightly.My mind struggled to piece together what happened that night. I recalled going to the club downtown with Cathy. After that, everything else was blurred.Had I gotten drunk? Had Cathy driven me back home?I pushed myself to my feet and headed downstairs.Opening the fridge, I grabbed a bottle of cold water and took a long drink, trying to calm the storm raging inside my head.Why can't I remember anything?I suddenly recalled the incident at the villa. I must have gotten really drunk not to even

VEGAS

Kammie.They say first love is pure, exhilarating, and leaves a mark on your soul. If that's true, why does mine feel like a wound that won't close?I sat in the backseat, staring blankly out the window while the white rose rested loosely between my fingers, wearing a black funeral gown that matched the expression on my face.Silence stretched through the car, heavy with unspoken words.The man I was supposed to marry two weeks ago...Was now dead.Buried six feet underground.Lifeless.Funny how life worked.The voices from the cemetery still echoed inside my head."You ruined him!""Murderer!""You manipulated the court!"I shut my eyes tightly, resting my head against the seat. It had been two weeks since everything flipped upside down.My life had taken a huge turn in the blink of an eye. I still remember the last day I stepped out of the Supreme Court, breathless, holding my chin up just as my lawyer had suggested.Confidence above all.I wasn't the killer.After a week of daily

The Shadow watching from my window

KammieCold air brushed against my skin as I stepped out of the airport doors, strands of hair blowing across my face while I dragged my luggage beside me with slow, heavy steps.Exhaustion settled deep into my bones.I was supposed to be here five hours ago, but the weather delay had ruined everything. What should've been a simple flight somehow turned into an entire morning of crowded terminals, delayed announcements, restless silence, and thoughts I didn't want to think about.There was too much to think about.Too much to feel.I needed space.Needed to breathe.Needed to run.So here I was.Back in the city most people called the city of sin.My hometown.The same place I abandoned six years ago now stood before me loud, bright, and painfully alive.Cars moved endlessly across the roads while strangers laughed and walked past me without a care in the world. Bright lights flashed from every direction even in broad daylight.Funny.The world somehow kept moving while mine felt like

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