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She dropped to her knees behind Lila and buried her face between the girl’s cheeks, licking Victor’s cum straight from her pussy and ass. Lila cried out, pushing back against Victoria’s eager tongue. “So fucking sweet mixed with your load,” Victoria moaned, tongue pushing deep. “You taste like our dirty little secret.” Victor couldn’t hold back. He pulled Victoria up, bent her over the desk right beside Lila, and yanked her dress up. No panties her mature pussy was dripping. “Look at you,” he growled. “My wife is soaked from watching me fuck my intern.” He slammed into Victoria hard. She gasped, pushing back greedily. “Yes! Fuck me like you fuck your little whore!”

“This should be… memorable.” When the call ended, Julie—now head of PR for Aurelia Luxe—entered the office, iPad in hand. “I just saw the partnership details,” she said cautiously. “It’s his company. You okay?” Anne stood and walked to the window, staring out at the skyline she once knew. “I’m not just here for a project, Jules,” she said softly. “I’m here for closure. And revenge.” Julie lowered her voice. “You sure you’re ready for this? Seeing him again? Seeing them?”

CONTENT: Revenge sex, wet pussy, sex toys, multiple orgasm, gangbang, multiple dick. CHAPTER 1 Jillian felt a wave of nervousness as she approached the door of the nightclub. It was finally time to fulfill her biggest fantasy, and one that would make her now ex-boyfriend explode with jealousy.

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

Our sex was always brief and boring. I clutch both of their collars, spreading my trembling thighs wider—so they could have more access to my pussy. "Fuck," he gasps. "You're so tight, Era." Riven thrust deeper, harder and faster inside me. My juice leaking out with every thrusts, staining my thighs, followed by a gruttal growl from him. His touch wasn’t just reckless — it was like a revenge. For the years I ignored the growing heat between us. For the way I tried to refuse them earlier.

"Two or three martinis seemed to have quite a bonding effect on both of us, though." "So, she shared secrets, too?" he said as he slid his hands down and took two handfuls of luscious, wet ass. "She sure did. Which is how we got to your birthday present proposition," she replied grabbing his ass, too. "It seems she caught her husband cheating so she wants revenge sex."

As if every movement was a step towards rewriting the narrative of her cravings. As the night unfolded, their bodies became entangled in a dance of eros and rage, each beating a declaration of their implicit pact for revenge. Lena resigned to the primal energy that pulsed between them, finding comfort in the clutter and redemption amid madness. In that transient moment of contact, Lena yielded herself to the sensation of being entirely taken possession of by a man who knew nothing of her past but everything about setting fire to her present appetites. It was a night of estimation, a transformative trip towards reclaiming her strength and adopting the fiery resolve that burned within her.

Kimbeerly smiled and thanked Alexander again. “What should I do for you?” “You go shower and get cleaned up. I'm almost done and don't need your help.” “Your words are mean.” Kimbeerly smiled slightly. “Hurry up.” Alexander did not pay attention to Kimbeerly's words. Instead, he took a seat on the barstool and watched Kimbeerly busy with various cooking tools. Alexander smiled slightly at how beautiful his wife looked. Despite all the plans Alexander had made and all his thoughts focused on his revenge, Kimbeerly was indeed as beautiful and as good a woman as he had ever met. Alexander may have fallen in love but it wasn't for love. Anything that crosses his boundaries he won't do because hi

Manufacturing her illness. From the very beginning, she had never been sick at all. She had used masterful acting and calculated deception to fool everyone. Even him. Even the pack doctors. And she had used this lie to push me toward death's door. Marcus's chest heaved violently. His wolf was howling inside his mind, demanding blood. The betrayal cut deeper than any silver blade. He grabbed his car keys and stormed out of his office, his face twisted with rage. In the main living room of the pack house, Celeste was still clinging to Mom's arm.

He lifts her up and they sway to the music, her head resting on his shoulder. Selene's eyes sting with tears. How did they get here? How did two people who started with so much hatred end up with so much love? She remembers the first time she saw Damien. At that charity gala where he looked at her like she was the enemy. Where he decided she would pay for crimes she didn't commit. Where he set in motion a plan that would destroy them both and somehow end up saving them. It began with revenge. Pure, cold, calculated revenge. He married her to hurt her. To control her. To make her suffer every single day for what he believed she'd done to his company.