Alle Kapitel von SWEET SPOT: Kapitel 51 – Kapitel 60

Nyla“You like that?” he murmured, thrusting harder, still only halfway in at first. “Feeling me stretch this tight pussy? You’re so wet for me, baby. I can hear how soaked you are every time I move.”I moaned helplessly, my hips starting to meet his thrusts. “Ezekiel… it feels so good… I’m going to cum…”“Not yet,” he said firmly, slowing his pace deliberately, edging me. He pulled almost all the way out, then slid back in torturously slow. “Hold it for me, baby. Be a good girl and wait.”I whimpered, frustrated but obedient, my body trembling as he kept me right on the edge. He fucked me with deep, controlled strokes, praising me the whole time.“Look at you… taking my cock so beautifully. You’re so tight and wet, baby. This pussy was made to be fucked by me. You’re doing so well holding it for me. My perfect little slut.”Every thrust brought me closer, but he kept slowing down just when I was about to tip over. I was a mess — moaning, whimpering, my nails scratching down his back

GwenThe young man jerked upright like he’d been electrocuted. His eyes widened in pure panic, all the confidence draining out of him in an instant.“What the—?” He scrambled off me, nearly tripping over his own feet in his rush to get up. “Fuck all this!”He didn’t even glance back. Not once. The door slammed behind him so hard the walls seemed to rattle, leaving me sprawled across the bed with my dress half undone and my heart hammering for an entirely different reason now.I lay there for a second, frozen.Then the shaking started.I slid off the mattress on unsteady legs and crouched down beside the bed, arms wrapping tightly around myself as another round of sharp, cracking pops echoed from somewhere below. My teeth chattered. Cold fear flooded through me, rushing in and drowning out every trace of the heat I had felt just moments ago like it had never existed at all.“Please let everyone be okay,” I whispered into the quiet room, my voice barely holding together. “Please let Fat

GwenThe boutique quickly turned into chaos. Staff and customers gathered around, whispering excitedly as the police arrived and hauled the masked robber away in handcuffs. He was still cursing and struggling, but it was pointless. That security guard had subdued him completely.“Wow…” I muttered under my breath, unable to stop staring.The man was still standing there, calm and composed like he hadn’t just tackled an armed robber. Tall, broad-shouldered, with a rigid posture that screamed discipline. He was breathtakingly handsome in a rough, dangerous way—nothing like the polished princes I was used to. The way he had moved… so fast, so ruthless. If he hadn’t been quick enough, that man could have shot someone. He could have shot me.A shiver ran down my spine that had nothing to do with fear.He wasn’t the only one who noticed how impressive he was. Within minutes, he became the center of attention. Rich socialites and even a few minor royals were crowding around him, clapping and

GwenThe woman, Mrs. Eleanor Voss, immediately dropped to her knees in front of me, tears streaming down her face.“Please, Your Highness… I’m sorry! I didn’t want it to be this way,” she sobbed. “My husband… he hasn’t touched me in over a year. He doesn’t give me what I need anymore. I found out I could pay for it… and Cedric… he’s capable. Very capable. I asked him if he was interested, and he agreed. I knew he would. He’s just a pauper who needs money for his sister’s hospital bills. This was supposed to be the first time only, I swear!”I blinked slowly, trying to process everything she had just spilled while crying pathetically at my feet. A strange mix of disgust, satisfaction, and dark curiosity swirled inside me.I walked around the desk and sat down in her luxurious leather chair like it belonged to me. Because it did now — in this moment, at least.“Sit down,” I ordered.She quickly wiped her tears, stood up, and moved to the guest chair opposite me.“What is his name?” I as

Cedric I finally grabbed my noisy phone and squinted at the screen. Of course it was her.What is her problem, really?I answered with a heavy sigh. “What do you want?”“Have you thought about it?” Gwen asked immediately, her voice bright and demanding, like she’d been waiting by the phone for hours.I rubbed my eyes. “Can you give me some time? At least until before the weekend—”“No!” she yelled.The sharpness of her voice made me flinch. I sat upright in bed instantly, my heart kicking for a second like I was back in training. This girl actually startled me.“Please,” I said, trying to keep my voice level, “it’s still morning. You just woke me up from sleep.”“Well, I don’t care,” she replied, completely unbothered.I let out a long, tired sigh. “You know what? How about we meet?”“No. I’m not meeting you in public again. I’ve already given you enough PR. Rather… let’s meet at a hotel.”A hotel.I paused, then a dark little smirk tugged at my lips. “Hotel sounds better, actually.