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61. Bend Me Over the Table, Daddy

"Adriano!" The name escaped Anny's lips before she could contain it, her voice brighter and more elated than she had any right to feel. She was on her feet in seconds, practically launching herself across the room toward him, all thoughts of emotional distance evaporating like morning mist before the sun. Adriano caught her effortlessly, his arms wrapping around her waist and lifting her off the ground. His eyes crinkled at the corners with genuine warmth and Anny found herself beaming up at him with a smile so wide her cheeks ached. He reached out and ruffled her hair, the gesture so tender and intimate that she couldn't help but pout even as the smile stubbornly refused to leave her face. "Did you miss me, darling?" he asked.

62. Why Settle for One?

Anny's nipples were achingly hard, straining against the fabric of her dress, desperate for attention and her pussy was dripping, clenching around nothing, craving to be filled by Adriano's thick, magnificent cock. The emptiness inside her was almost painful, a hollow ache that only he could satisfy. Then, without warning, he released her completely. His hand withdrew from her clit, his body stepped back and the sudden absence of his touch made her whimper with desperate frustration. "D… daddy?" She turned to face him on legs that felt like jelly, her dress still clutched between her teeth, her eyes wide and pleading. She looked up at him with desperate hope, silently praying he wasn't planning to deprive her of the climax she so desperately needed.

63. Equal Affection

They had bathed separately, of course. Anny and Adriano. Because there was simply no possibility that they would have managed to keep their hands off each other if they had stepped into the shower together. The temptation would have been far too great, the inevitable result a foregone conclusion and they still had important work to complete before tomorrow's critical meeting. Adriano had retreated to his own room to wash away the evidence of their passionate encounter, but now he was back in her bedroom, settled comfortably on her sofa. He looked devastatingly handsome in his loose white shirt, the top buttons undone to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of his sculpted chest and black sweatpants that hung low on his hips. His dark hair was still damp from the shower, curling slightly at the ends. "So, the important thing you mentioned we

64. How Could Everything Go So Wrong?

"Something important?" Anny patted Adriano's shoulders gently, signaling him to set her back on her feet. Quietly, he complied and they both turned to face Michele. "The autopsy results have come back," Michele informed them, his voice carefully neutral. Anny felt her knees weaken beneath her. "They... they have?" she stammered, suddenly terrified of what she was about to hear. Her heart hammered against her ribs. "Yes." "And the results? Was my mother killed?" "Yes. She was murdered." Michele rose to his feet. Anny's legs threatened

65. Her Mother's Throne

Anny adjusted a stray strand of hair, studying her reflection in the full-length mirror. She had woken with a pounding headache, the lingering consequence of all the tears she had shed the night before. But she refused to let a mere headache defeat her. Today was too important. What would the shareholders think if she contacted Ricardo and informed him she couldn't attend the meeting she herself had called? They would find her irresponsible, flighty, incapable of handling pressure. She would lose ground before she ever had the opportunity to gain it. So here she stood, fully dressed and ready. She had considered wearing the burgundy heels Adriano had gifted her, then dismissed the thought entirely. How could she wear something he had given her, knowing now what she knew about her own treacherous heart? She had selected a different pa

66. A Whore's Celebration

Anny's happiness was unquantifiable. The reality of her achievement still hadn't fully settled into her bones. She had become the youngest Chairwoman in the state, a title that felt both exhilarating and terrifying in equal measure. She knew she didn't entirely deserve it. There were countless hardworking young women far more qualified and as Miss Aaron had so pointedly noted, she was inexperienced. But she also knew exactly what she intended to do about it. She would work relentlessly, impossibly hard, to prove herself worthy of this position. She walked out of her new office with a beaming smile, her bag in one hand and the lunchbox Hannah had prepared in the other. Hannah had not been exaggerating about the quantity. Anny hadn't managed to finish even half of what had been packed, but every bite had tasted like love and encouragement. This position she had secured wasn't solely for herself

67. Bent Over the Hood

Anny's entire body convulsed as Adriano's fingers withdrew from her dripping cunt. The sudden emptiness made her whimper, but the sharp spank he delivered directly to her swollen clit turned the whimper into a strangled cry. She shuddered, her legs threatening to give way entirely. "Get out," Michele growled from outside the car. She scrambled to obey, her trembling fingers fumbling with the door handle before she practically tumbled onto the gravel shoulder. Michele was already stalking around the front of the vehicle, his ocean-blue eyes blazing with barely contained fury and desperate, aching need. She stumbled toward the far side of the car where the chassis provided at least the illusion of shelter from the deserted road. A few cars might pass. Someone might see.

68. The Fantasy Becomes Reality

Anny felt Michele's cock throb violently inside her, the rhythmic pulse betraying how close he was to the edge. His fingers dug into her hips with bruising force, his breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps. "You want to take both of us at the same time?" Adriano asked, his voice thick with disbelief and raw, primal hunger. "Yes, Daddy. I want both of you stretching me, filling me completely." "Oh fuck!" Michele's hand cracked across her ass with enough force to make her scream, then he gripped the stinging flesh, squeezing brutally. "I've always known you were a born whore, but you never fucking cease to amaze me with how much of a desperate, greedy slut you actually are." He couldn't hold back much longer. She fe

69. Peanut Butter

"There is a camera in this room, babygirl." Michele's lips traced a scalding path up the column of her throat, his teeth grazing her pulse point before he captured her mouth in a deep, consuming kiss. His tongue swept inside, claiming her thoroughly. "We both watched you. We watched you spread your legs on our table, rubbing your desperate little clit, fucking yourself with your fingers like a whore in heat. We saw everything." Anny kissed him back with frantic desperation, one hand fisting in his dark hair while the other reached behind her to palm the rigid length straining against Adriano's trousers. Adriano's response was immediate, a guttural groan vibrating against the sensitive shell of her ear before his tongue traced the delicate curve, sending shivers cascading down her spine. "We watched you being a very disobedient girl,"

70. Finish Your Punishment

Anny's body became a battlefield of sensation. The vibrator teased at her entrance, not pressing inside, just buzzing softly against her slick, swollen folds. Her muscles tensed and quivered in an endless, agonizing cycle, clenching tight in anticipation, then trembling loose as the toy retreated. Each near-intrusion sent fresh waves of desperation crashing through her nervous system. The vibration on its lowest setting felt almost gentle this way, drawing soft, purring moans from her parted lips. It felt devastatingly good and it didn't threaten to rip her apart. Then cool oil cascaded across her spine. The liquid pooled in the dip of her lower back before streaming down over the curve of her ass in slow, sensual rivulets. The sensation made her tense muscles loosen slightly, a fleeting moment of unexpected relaxation and in t

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