Confession Of A Video Vixen Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

The next morning, department head Luther Kovac called Thea and me out by name. He accused us of stealing Rachel's work and announced we'd be formally disciplined. Rachel watched us with a satisfied smile. Thea gripped my hand hard. The more ridiculous Luther's accusations got, the tighter she held on. Finally, she stood. "But Micah and I made that proposal together. Rachel stole our work." Rachel's voice went cold. "Where's your proof?" Thea's shoulders dropped. She was right. We didn't have proof. Luther got bolder after that, his words sharper by the second.

" Ruby blinked at him innocently as she nodded her head in affirmation. As they were about to leave, I held back my pain to hit my head desperately against the table corner and was finally able to create some noise. Connor looked over at me. I was close to dying. Ruby stood in front of Connor coyly, and her cherry lips pouted. "She's the vixen who wanted to seduce you. You shouldn't even be looking at her. It would only disgust you." When Connor saw my disheveled clothes, he raised his hand to wave the bodyguards in with repulsion. "Get rid of anyone unimportant."

​I looked at the TV, and my jaw dropped. It was a sex video and the people in it weren't p**n actors. It was Vince's girlfriend, Chloe. She was completely naked and propped up on her knees in a deep doggy-style position. ​Gerald was positioned beneath her, holding her hips tightly and brutally driving his c*ck into her dripping p*ssy. At the same time, Hunter was knelt behind her, forcing his thick shaft deep into her ass. Chloe’s head was thrown back as she moaned but silenced when Vince knelt directly in front of her, shoving his own c*ck straight down her throat. Ralph was probably the one recording, capturing every single angle of the three of them ruining her.

I had to duck into alleys and finger myself to quick, desperate orgasms just to function. One night I brought a thick candle from home. I lit it for light, then slid the smooth base into my soaked pussy while reading. The book showed a woman riding her lover reverse cowgirl while another licked her clit. I rode the candle exactly like her, moaning loudly. “Fill me… stretch my tight cunt,” I gasped. The dirty words felt natural now. The shy girl I used to be had almost disappeared. The book hummed with pleasure. Yes. Speak your lust. Feed me your shame.

“You’re still mine, Mia. Friendship be damned. Tonight, I’ll remind you just how deep that goes.” He lifted me, carried me to the large bed, and dropped me onto the white sheets. Then he shoved his sweatpants down, his cock already hard and ready. He crawled over me, pinned my wrists above my head, and lined himself up. Just as the thick head pressed against me, he looked straight into my eyes. “No condom tonight. You’re not leaving this room until I’ve filled you so completely you’ll feel me for days.” Then he drove into me in one hard thrust. And behind us, the hotel room door clicked open.

Vixen: Because he is our mate. Vixen replied and started dancing inside me. She was dancing crazily, it made me chuckle. He gave me a confused look and I shook my head. I had never felt this nervous ever in my life. He sat on the edge of the bed and I controlled myself. I didn't want to jump on him and lick his body. I smiled at my thoughts to lick him like I would lick honey. Seeing my smile, he smiled at me and that's when I lost my control over Vixen. I grabbed his arm and pulled him on the bed. His head hit the pillow and I sat upon him. He was so shocked by my actions that he didn't get a chance to free himself from me. I intertwined my fingers with his and leaned over his ear.

“I was filming them secretly. But boss…we don’t go after women. It’s against our rules.” I let out a short, cold sound that passed for a laugh. “You think I’ll put my hands on a bunch of hyenas?” I said. “No. Not my hands.” “Send the video to Vixen,” I told him. “Tell her I want every girl in that video hurt until they lose either a finger, a tongue, an eye, a broken rib, or a leg.” Jaxon didn’t ask why. He didn’t press. He knew the tone that meant complications. He sent the message.

I had underestimated her before but now I would make sure to put her right where she belongs, in the shadows. Immediately after practice, I picked out some girls I decided to involve in my plan. “Hey, did you guys see Hazel’s confession video about being the owner of WildLife?” I asked with a smile. “Yeah, I did, she really got some nerve talking about things that ain’t her goddamn business, I wish I could grab her by the hair and slap her over and over again, can you believe she made a blog about me being bisexual. Not that I am, but why can’t she just face her life instead of poking into others?” Amber frowned, folding her arms on her chest.

“Please, I need to cum.” “Not yet.” His eyes are dark, predatory, nothing like the gentle priest I’ve watched at mass. “You wanted to confess, little lamb. So confess. Tell me everything you’ve done while thinking about me.” “I touched myself.” I’m squirming in his lap, desperate for friction he won’t give me. “Every night after mass.” “How?” His fingers move just slightly inside me, a tease. “Show me what you did.” “I have things. In my bedroom.” My face heats even as my body throbs. “Things I used while thinking about you.”

I grasp her waist obsessed as though I was going to imprint the image of her going up and down in my memory forever. “You naughty pussy, you like that, don’t you?” I tease her, rubbing her clit while simultaneously thrusting harder with every passing second. Her breath is laboured. She looks at me. I raise my arm and she starts licking my finger. She wants to suck. With one hand on my abs, she goes down enjoying herself like a vixen. “This huge cock...how can someone’s cock be this perfect for my hole? hmmm..slurp...I missed that.” she moans