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Perfect. I packed my hair up in a messy bun and then went to bed. I positioned myself in a sexy way as I waited for Brandon to come out of the bathroom. I wasn't afraid to go another round that night as I would never have enough of Brandon. He was different—the kind of calm man I had wished for. I picked up my phone and clicked on the photos application. I scrolled down until I got to a file named ‘my exes’ one by one, I began deleting their pictures, the memories of my time with them flashing through my mind like bad music.

He had a glass of dark amber liquid in front of him, and he was watching me with a look of intense, quiet curiosity. "Maybe it is," I said, my voice raspy. "I just got rid of a dead weight." The man tilted his head. His gaze dropped to my bare finger. "A very expensive weight, I imagine." I looked at him, really looked at him. He was too polished for this club. He looked like the kind of man who owned the building, or the city, or both. In my state of mind, I didn't see a powerful man. I saw a distraction. A professional-grade distraction.

"What is it, Marcus?" "Damian, we have a massive problem," Marcus's voice came through the speaker, sounding completely frantic. "Someone just went on a massive hostile buying spree. They bought out an enormous block of Knight Group shares from several of our top independent investors in the last hour. " I shot to my feet, my blood running cold. "What? Who authorized that? Who bought them? And why?!"

"How are you, Elara? Have those old wounds from Zurich finally healed? Sometimes, scars remain beneath the skin, don't they?" "I don't have any scars, Master Blackwood," I replied firmly, meeting his gaze without flinching. Sienna chimed in with a sharp, biting tone, "Of course not. Plastic surgery in Switzerland is rumored to be the best in the world, isn't it?" Alistair took one step forward, his aura instantly freezing the smirk on Adrian’s face. "Enough. Leave before I lose my patience and make you regret ever setting foot in here." Adrian raised his hands in a mock gesture of surrender, but before walking away, he whispered loud enough for us to hear, "Careful, Dad. The things you find

Her phone blinked with profiles of men on the dating app: Marcos, muscular with gym photos showing defined abs and a bulge in his pants that promised thickness; Pedro, 35, tattooed with stubble and mischievous looks in bar selfies; and Thiago, 30, tall and well-endowed, with previous messages full of promises like "I'm gonna wreck you until you beg." "I want real cocks, filling everything, cum dripping from my mouth, pussy, and ass like a slut in ecstasy," she thought, juices already dripping from her slit as she imagined the gangbang, three men using her mercilessly, cocks invading orifices, hot semen filling her until it leaked.

Plus, all the groupies on the message board said he had a huge cock. Tommy couldn't have known how bad my celeb crush really was. He couldn't have known about all the sleepless nights I'd spent laying in bed, one hand between my legs as I stared at the bulge in Contendah's pants on my "Dat Krew" poster. Nor could he have known about my second, secret Tumblr account where I spent my time reblogging interracial p**n and messaging that chick from Atlanta who said she'd slept with the Krew before they really got big.

Scumbags have endless tricks and methods; there’s nothing they won’t do, only things you can’t imagine. “She seduced me—but I know it was also because I lacked self-control! In that situation, I should have turned and left, but Rite… Wife, I don’t deny that men have desires. Rite is really good at it. She must have had many boyfriends and grew up living abroad, so she’s particularly good at flirting with men… I was blinded by lust and crossed the line of morality. I admit that I couldn’t control my desires, it was my fault, I deserve to die.”

Completely open as he fucked him through both their orgasm. "You look smug," Mason observed, dropping into a seat. "I've looked worse." "I don't know," Tyler said, sitting behind them. "You look like you got hit by a truck." "Maybe I hit one hell of a truck," he said with a smirk. What he didn’t add was that he would love to hit that truck again. And again. And again. "I heard a guest speaker’s coming," Mason said, "Some billionaire." Tyler nodded, "Yeah. Adrian Voss."

I had been chatting with this guy named Tyler online for a couple weeks. He was twenty seven, built like a rugby player with wide shoulders and a thick chest, and he sent me pictures that made my cock twitch every time. We talked about meeting up for some fun but he kept mentioning his roommate Marcus. Marcus was the same age, tall and lean with smooth dark skin and a cock that looked huge even in the photos Tyler sent. They had played together before and Tyler kept saying how good it would feel to have both of them on me at once. I was nervous but so turned on I finally said yes.

The man asked me and I don't know if he was annoyed with me because I mistook him for a bartender or maybe he was just acting annoyed to make me feel nervous. "You look like my next mistake, Jake." I jokingly replied to him causing him to frown at me. Jake Andrich is also known as Jakipz, the online celebrity who's famous for his thirst trap photos, his pictures are all jack-off worthy. But Jake became more famous because of his OnlyFans account where he posts nude videos and photos. Jake Andrich was like a sex god, his body was so beautiful even if it was full of tattoos, but I think it suited him well. He is the perfect definition of the words, 'gentleman but somewhat rude' because his han