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Betrayal burned in his gut. Silas’s mafia hardened men from New York’s underbelly, tattoos marking loyalties forged in blood fanned out. They weren’t just tech enforcers; this was the shadow side Aiden hadn’t bargained for. Heists for data drives, shakedowns on rivals, wet work when deals soured. The contract masked their love, but this? Aiden gripped a borrowed pistol, finger hovering on the trigger. Refuse, and the business facade crumbled, exposing their erotic bond to scrutiny. For Silas for the man whose stormy eyes promised forever he’d dive deeper.

As she choked, he pulled her head backwards and held her in place, making sure her mouth was full of his hot seed. “You're so sweet…” As he flipped Brittany around, he pinned her to the bed, his lips trailing gentle kisses on her skin as he knelt behind her. Taking a blindfold, he tied it around her eyes and cuffed her hands. “I told you, didn't I?” He whispered, planting kisses on her nape. “Whoever dares the d evil must be prepared for the flames.” With that, he gripped her thighs and Brittany stifled a gasp when she felt his huge c**k at her entrance.

Her refusal almost made me scream, but I stopped to think about what she said. "Jully, tell me something. Is Tales demanding that you give him money in exchange for keeping the secret? Did he assault you?" After she said no, I almost threw my hands up to the sky in frustration. Emotional blackmail, it was even easier to get rid of. "There is a way you can get rid of him. Just show that you are not affected by his threat, letting him see that you are not being manipulated. By the way, emotional blackmail is not a crime unless his intent is to obtain an economic advantage for himself by forcing you to do or not do something. Since Tales hasn't tried to extort you or assault you..."

The pain shot straight to my clit. “Please…” I whispered, not even sure what I was begging for. He slapped my breast lightly, making it jiggle. “You don’t get to beg yet. You take what I give you.” He shoved two thick fingers back into my pussy without warning, pumping them deep and fast. I cried out, gripping the edge of the desk as he finger-fucked me roughly, his thumb grinding against my clit. The wet, squelching sounds were humiliatingly loud. “So fucking tight,” he growled. “And so wet. Being blackmailed turns you on, doesn’t it, Miss Voss? Knowing I own you now. Knowing I can make you do anything I want.”

" He licked her right breast, sucking on her nipple, and then walked away. “Oops. You haven't said yes yet. "Are you going to deny me sex unless I say yes?" His voice held humor and excitement. “Exactly, that's my plan. “That would be blackmail. "Add that to the list of my sins." Simplistic, superficial writer, deceiver of women and now blackmailer. Yes, I am the most common bum. - He circled her nipple with a finger and watched the skin tighten. God, that woman had to agree soon, because he

Jamila probed. "Eric said something about him blackmailing her. He's got some nude pictures of her and even a sex tape he'd filmed without her knowledge," I replied. "That's really messed up," she remarked, her voice trailing off. "I know." I couldn't help but feel kind of bad for Sophia. As much as I despised her, I wouldn't wish for anyone to go through what she was going through right now. It was horrible—having someone whom you love lay his hands on you continuously and then blackmail you into putting up with him like that. It was just sick and disgusting.

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

I hadn't realized he showed it to his friends too. Luis closed the gap between us, cupping my jaw. "I needed leverage to blackmail you. So, I sent the young buck your way. You loved feasting on his cock didn't you?" I pushed away from him, glaring. "That's sick, Luis." "And yet it gets you wet," "Don't be so cocky-"

scorching. Women were dancing and walking around naked while men were emptying their pockets... Some just kissed each other full on the lips while others made love... no, fucked on the chairs, the couches and even in the hallways. It was pure bestiality. Even though she saw this scene every weekend, she still felt uncomfortable in her thong. At first, she preferred to retreat to a quiet place so she wouldn't succumb to temptation. However, she wanted to know what it felt like to have sex, to fuck like crazy, to get plastered, to get high but... not like this! She had never known a man in her life and she had just turned 24, 3 months ago...

His thick cock battered her cervix with every stroke, the wet squelching sounds obscene. “Look at me,” he ordered. She forced her eyes open. His face was inches from hers, dark skin glistening with sweat, jaw clenched. He fucked her with controlled fury, grinding against her clit on every downstroke. “You’re going to cum on this Black cock like the desperate little white girl you are,” he snarled. “And then you’re going to thank me.” Emily’s orgasm crashed over her without warning. Her pussy clamped down hard, squirting around his cock as she screamed. Kane kept fucking her through it, drawing it out until her legs shook and tears of overstimulation leaked from the corners of her eyes.