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My words are followed by a loud strike of thunder outside the window, shaking me to the core. He steps closer, still smiling, still enjoying my accusations. “I don’t want to kill you.” “But you want to fuck me?” He falls silent, gaze sweeping down over my body like he's considering all the terrible things he wants to do to me just for pushing him. That darkness in his eyes reminds me of the night we shared together, of how he punished me for what I said about him to the staff... Suddenly messing with him is even more tempting. “I bet you want to ride me. You want to control me for a moment, to feel as though you’re finally a step ahead of me," he tells me in a low, sensual voice.

“But I’ll spare you if you get down on your knees and beg with your mouth.” I looked up at him and our eyes locked in a curious gaze, my breath slowing as my chest rose and fell. He knew I wanted him and he wanted me too. I’ve always wanted Ryan to know what I taste like and I don’t want my mother to find out about my dirty secrets. My lips parted slightly as tension built inside me. I got down on my knees slowly, my movements careful, my knees pressing against the floor as his gaze stayed locked on mine. My hands hovered for a second before settling.

Because they did… they were almost black now, burning with raw desire and something possessive. “We are too far gone for you to want to back down now baby girl” he said, in his low and rough voice, like gravel. His face was so close she felt every word on her lips. “Now tell me what I want to hear. I know I will be the first man to enter here”

"I need to hear you say it." Wendy met his gaze directly, three years of professionalism dissolving in the face of overwhelming desire. "I want you to fuck me, Mr. Harrington," she said, deliberately using his title. "Right here, on your desk."

He followed right after, holding me tight as he finished. The most intense night came a few days later. We were in the study after dinner. The fire was low and the room felt heavy with tension. Damien handed me a fresh stack of pages. His newest chapter. "Read it out loud," he said. He stood behind me and slowly pulled off my dress. "Every word. While I fuck you. And I want you to describe exactly how it feels. Do not stop reading." I was completely naked except for the soft ropes he wrapped around my wrists. He bent me over the big oak desk and pushed inside me slowly at first. I started reading. The scene was extremely filthy. It described the heroine being taken so hard she lost herself c

I'll stick with my plan and maybe I can get just one person to help and call the police. "We're here," he accounces. I look out the window to see an obsidian building emerging into the sky against the vibrant Nevada skyline. Bold, crimson accents trace the edges of the building, and the sign "Dark Desires", radiates a crimson glow. It's like the building itself is whispering to me, tempting me to step inside and uncover its hidden secrets. I can't resist the curiosity that wells up inside me. His driver stops in front of the building and Danny and Luis are there to get us out and lead us inside. Danny grips the shit out of my arm, and I don't know if it's because he doesn't like me, or he th

The air between us crackles with an electric tension, heightening our mutual desire. Josh's hands move to the small of my back, pulling me closer against him. I feel the heat of his body and the steady beat of his heart. His bulge presses against my stomach, a constant reminder of his arousal. "Now, look into my eyes and tell me you don't desire me," he says, his voice a low, demanding growl. Before I can respond, he spins me around so that my front is pressed flat against the bed, and he pins me from behind. His hand slides between the bed and me, cupping and fondling my breasts. I arch my back, offering him more access as he kisses my neck.

“L-Let me do, p-please.” “I told you. I won’t force you, Beatrice. I will wait until you let me do those things for you. But don’t stop me if I want to. I want to feel you at least by this," he said. Almost begging. Beatrice took a deep breath. Every breath he gave behind him gave goosebumps down her body. She wanted to move away from him. How could a man resist a woman naked in front of him? What if she fell asleep and Mateo did these things to her there? What if she started to forget herself and let him do it to her? He said he would not force her. But doing this was making her weak. What was the game he was trying to play? Was he playing with her feelings? But whatever it was, Beatrice wa

If not, he wouldn't hesitate to delete all Philips without caring whether they belong to one or hundreds of Philips. With satisfaction after deleting the contact, he turned back around only to see Joyce so intimately close. She was practically hugging him, trying to retrieve her phone which he held up with a hand above his head. He was silent and studied her face which was creasing in a frown. His eyes strayed to those lips that parted and closed more often than usual as a result of the struggle. He felt the sudden but strong urge to taste those again. He became thirsty of a sudden and those luscious twins seemed to be the perfect water to quench his thirst.

Fearing what the options could be, a lone tear found its way down Desire's face. "The first option is to have you killed by hanging, the second one is to send you to the Harem while the third one is to make you my private maid and you're the only person who has the privilege of this rare chance. So, my dear little Dove, what do you say?" Desire knew the second and third option was a death sentence, a life sentence that could get her killed at anytime, so why not take the death right now? Much to his disappointment, Desire looked at him without thinking about the rules.