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The fucking condom broke. Fuck. His breathing increased. Bonnie, on the other hand, asked confused as she felt the nervousness radiate from Lorenzo. "What's wrong?" "Fuck." Lorenzo only mumbled. "Lorenzo you're scaring me. What's going on? Is Grace okay?" Bonnie wobbled over to him, touching his shoulder. "The fucking—Shit!" He exclaimed, dropping the bin.

I get up and sit next to him and he grabs me in close. I use the app on my phone to send the first light buzz to Blake's prostate. Blake gasps immediately "Oh wowww" his eyes widen and shut and widen again "oooh fuck" I up the vibrations a couple of notches and Blake tenses up "Too much" he gasps and I let it go back to a light buzz. He breathes a side of relief "I want to try it" Louis states "You're gonna have to wait till it's out of my ass buddy" Blake says with his eyes closed

"You’re going to need a safe word." "Huh?" I ask foolishly. "Safe word," Rhys demands. We’re really doing this. I wouldn’t be averse to anything Rhys does to me sexually, but before I can blurt that out, I remember he also wants to ascertain he isn’t crossing any lines. "Pineapples." It’s so random he asks, "Are you sure you will remember that?" I will never need to say it. As soon as I nod, another spank lands.

This was the Bryce I knew, the one who loved using me as his person punching bag. I coughed in pain from the blows, but felt a release of pressure when I realized he had gotten off of me. As I opened my eyes, I saw him standing over me. His eyes were full of rage, something I had never seen in him before. Had I pushed him passed a limit? He leaned over me and said, “You stupid bitch!” He kicked me in the stomach making me scream from the pain. I heard his footsteps by the door and heard him say, “The condo is no longer being paid for. You have one week to vacate the premises.” I heard the door open and slam shut as I lay on the floor in pain.

Just a mere thought of a stranger seeing my body horrifies me! Well, a lot of people think that just because I play around, I am wide open for unsafe sex but no! I'm all clean and so does all of my past flings! I make sure I know them before taking them to bed with me! But no matter how much I dig into my memories about last night, I still can't remember what happened after I passed out on my couch after crying. And there's also a fucking possibility that the stranger saw me weeping last night!

BRYAN’S POV Until now, it seems like what happened earlier is so unreal. Fiancee? What nonsense is that? She doesn't even have a boyfriend. She's an NBSB(no boyfriend since birth), for cry out loud. And now someone will suddenly come out and introduce himself as her fiancee?! Maybe Alex just planned that because he found out what Gian and I did? There is a possibility that she is doing this to avoid me? That's right, Bryan! That guy is not Alex's fiancee.

Immediately after finishing her attack, Sara retreated. Bilgrae only looked at his bleeding right arm. His pupils tightened into a slit and his lips curved into a smile. “Haha.. Hahaha… HAHAHAHA!!” He suddenly started laughing loudly. Sara did not respond to this and only silently prepared for her next attack. Bilgrae looked at Sara with crazed eyes. “Hahaha! I almost can’t believe that you managed to cut through me even though only a little. But this sensation… Ahh! I haven’t been alive again for so long but I miss this sensation! Now, come at me! Sara Whitegate!”

"Seeing the CEO destroy his assistant's cunt. You'd be fired. I'd be crucified." The taboo terror-lust surged in, imagined cameras possibly playing, a late-night guard glancing up. I ground back, fucking his hand. "Ruin me... please..." He laughed darkly, withdrawing to slap my pussy, and my clit was throbbing from abuse. "Beg louder, Elena. Beg your boss to break you." "Please, Mr. Blackwood... wreck my pussy. Make me cum screaming."

Morning light filtered weakly through the blinds, but it did nothing to dull the vivid memories playing on repeat in Kai’s head. He lay sprawled on his back, one arm thrown over his eyes, as Ryan’s low, guttural groans from the night before echoed in his mind like a filthy soundtrack. The slick, rhythmic sounds of skin on skin. The deep, involuntary “fuck” that had slipped through the wall. The way Ryan’s breathing had grown ragged right before he came.

He smacks the whip down on my back 1... 2... 3... excrutiating times. I take a big gulp of fresh air trying to get out of my memories. " Sit down and take it bitch! " he says unbuckling his pants. Why can't I get out? I can't breathe. He forces himself inside my throat. I couldn't breathe. I grab my throat desperately trying to breathe. Tears running down my face. He grabs my head and pulses it down on him.