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I’m not able to take it any other way other than seriously. “Oh, yeah, because anything else other than your macho, virile self is second best, is that it?” The venom I hear in my voice is not surprising to me, but it is surprising to Dex. To Petra. To Wren. Both girls give Reid a warning glance. They disconnect from their better halves for a moment, sitting forward to comfort me. “You have a lot of good qualities,” Petra says earnestly. “Totally cute and adorable qualities,” Wren adds, “ones I know will be number one on some lucky lady’s list, Callum.” Unlike with most girls who look like Wren — full figured and fit — she’s amazingly genuine. Sincere,

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He sat back on the couch, settling her in his lap, her legs splayed over his, pussy clenching around him in aftershocks. The firelight danced over their sweat-slicked skin, casting shadows that highlighted the bruises blooming on her breasts and thighs. Elina's eyes remained closed, face slack with bliss, her head lolling against his shoulder. Gently, almost tenderly, he brushed damp strands of hair from her face, thumb tracing her swollen lips. "My perfect obsession," he murmured to himself, leaning back against the cushions, the weight of her grounding him. In that moment, he silently thanked whatever cruel fate had delivered her to him, not for love, but for this endless, carnal possessio

My eyes widened but before I could move, he pinned me in place. “Don't you want to be promoted? I will help you. Do a good job,” he whispered. His voice was hoarse. It was laced with something dark, and lustful. It was something I did even expect from him. Lust. Desire. He was married for Pete's sake. Yet, I wanted to say yes. I wanted to say that I would do a good job. But then, I realised what he meant. “Good … good job? What …” I didn't complete it when he immediately claimed my lips in a kiss. It was rough and possessive. My eyes simply grew wide.

Every touch sent warmth rushing through my body. The red lace suddenly felt too thin beneath his gaze. Too revealing. But Sebastian touched me like he admired every inch of me. Like I was something precious. Something dangerous. The storm outside shook the windows while his mouth traveled slowly along my neck again. I buried my fingers into his shoulders, completely overwhelmed by how good he made me feel. No one had ever kissed me like this before. No one had ever looked at me like they were terrified of wanting me too much. And somehow… That made this even more dangerous.

Without a word she lined him up and sank down, taking every thick inch in one slow, slick glide until he was buried to the hilt inside her dripping cunt. Damien groaned, hands flying to her hips. “Fuck…Isabella—” “I’m not leaving,” she whispered, rolling her hips in a deep, filthy circle. “Not because you own me. Because I own you now too.” She rode him right there in his office chair, slow and deliberate, breasts bouncing with every rise and fall. The wet sounds of her soaked pussy sliding up and down his cock filled the room. Damien’s fingers dug into her ass, guiding her harder, but he let her set the pace—let her claim him the way he’d claimed her for a year.

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Elies couldn’t walk down the hallway without hearing whispers and seeing curious stares. She found refuge at her usual table with Jenna, who was doing her best to cheer her up. “Honestly, Damien’s possessiveness is kind of… hot,” Jenna admitted, earning a glare from Elies. “I’m just saying! He’s like one of those brooding bad boys in romance novels.” “He’s insufferable,” Elies muttered, stabbing her salad with unnecessary force. “Maybe,” Jenna said with a shrug. “But he’s clearly into you.” “That doesn’t make it okay,” Elies argued.

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

My mouth—slow and deep, letting me taste myself on his tongue. I reach for him, my fingers brushing the hard length straining against his pants. “Please,” I whisper. “Let me taste you.” He catches my wrist. Kisses the pulse point. “Not tonight.” I pout—needy. “Why?” “Because tonight is about you.” He pulls me into his arms, tucks me against his chest. “I want you to fall asleep feeling safe. Cherished. Owned. Not because you think you owe me anything.” I open my mouth to argue.