Todos os capítulos de RUINED INNOCENCE: 40 Sinful Nights Of Corruption: Capítulo 521 - Capítulo 527

I sat at breakfast with his cum dried between my cheeks and a smile my mother called glowing.The dress she’d picked was pale yellow, thin, too short to be decent if I bent. Nothing under it. Every time I crossed my ankles I felt last night leak a little more. Declan sat two seats down, black shirt, wedding-ring hand around a coffee cup, talking to his brother about the photographer like he hadn’t bent me over a guest bed five hours ago.Mom passed me the jam.I passed it back with a steady hand.Under the tablecloth, a shoe found my bare foot. Then a hand. Declan’s. He didn’t look at me. He laughed at something the best man said and slid his palm up the inside of my thigh until his knuckles rested against my naked cunt.I kept eating fruit.He pressed. Two fingers opened me under a table full of family. I was swollen and slick and the angle made me want to gasp. He rubbed my clit once, lazy, then pushed those fingers into me and left them there while he asked my mother if she wanted

Brunch was mimosas and a table that would not stop talking about last night.I sat in a denim skirt and a borrowed blouse with nothing underneath and last night still slipping out of me every time I shifted. Declan carved ham. My mother held her new husband’s hand. Someone asked if I’d had fun at the wedding.“It was a lot,” I said.Declan’s shoe hooked my ankle under the table and stayed there.After the plates cleared he stood, easy, host-polite.“Paige needs a ride into town. The cleaner’s holding your mother’s jacket. We’ll be an hour.”Mom waved us off. Kissed his cheek. Told me to take a sweater.The truck smelled like leather and him. He didn’t start it right away. He reached over, shoved the skirt to my waist, and pushed two fingers into my cunt to check what the night had left.“Still open. Good. Recline the seat. Knees up. If a car passes you smile like we’re looking at directions.”I did it. He freed his cock, spat, and shoved into my ass because that was the hole he’d prom

I walked into breakfast like my ass wasn’t still throbbing.Staff in the corners. Coffee. Fruit. Cade at the head of the table reading something on his phone. Reid eating bacon with his fingers. Knox watching the doorway until I filled it.I wore a sundress because pants felt like a dare I would lose. No panties. Last night had dried on my thighs and then gotten wet again in the shower I wasn’t supposed to take hot enough to matter.“Sit,” Cade said, without looking up.I sat. The chair was wood. I felt every inch of it.A housekeeper set eggs in front of me. Reid’s foot found mine under the table, then climbed, then pressed between my knees until I opened them. His bare toes dragged up and rested against my naked cunt.I buttered toast with a steady hand.Knox poured my coffee. His fingers brushed my wrist and stayed a second too long.“Sleep well, Wren?” Cade asked, still on his phone.“Fine.”Reid’s foot rubbed once, filthy and small. I clenched. He smiled at his plate.When the st

I cooked eggs naked with a plug in my ass and three stepbrothers watching from the island like I was the meal.Staff gone. Morning light on my tits. Every reach for the salt made the toy shift and last night try to run out around it. I plated with shaking hands and set the food on the floor because Cade pointed down.“Knees. Serve from there.”I knelt. I lifted plates. Reid ate bacon with one hand in my hair, idle, while Knox fed me a bite from his fork like a joke that wasn’t. Cade drank coffee and then unzipped and laid his cock on my tongue so I could hold him while they finished chewing.“Garage,” he said when the plates were empty.Concrete. Cold. The smell of rubber and expensive paint. They bent me over the hood of Cade’s car. Reid pulled the plug out and a warm line of last night followed. Cade shoved into my ass in one stroke and fucked me against the metal until my nipples dragged and I came with my mouth open on the waxed paint. Knox took my cunt standing up, one of my legs