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But the pressure of his thumb, circling just right, had me spilling the truth. “I do.” His eyes darkened. “He know you’re out here, looking like that?” I bit my lip, my hips rocking minutely against his hand. “He encourages it.” Damon’s grip tightened, his fingers digging in possessively. “Fuck,” he groaned. “You’re a hotwife. You’re his perfect little slut, sent out to get filled by better cocks.” I didn’t answer. I just moaned, my pussy clenching around nothing, so wet I was dizzy with it.

She froze, crossing her arms over her chest like she was protecting herself. "D-Don't you dare. Fabian is still right outside. Get out. Now!" I yanked her skirt right up to her waist, my thick hardness pressing against her most private place. "So what if he finds out? I'm not scared of him." Women like a man who takes charge. The second I got aggressive, Irene was already soaked through. Her whole body went soft and pliant under me. As it turned out, the best aphrodisiac in the world is just a little danger.

Maybe Robert tipped Tony off and he called his wife. She welcomed me in and offered me coffee. I sat down at the kitchen table and she said she knew why I was there. That didn't make it less awkward. Eva served the coffee and sat down. She then told me she was a hotwife. I thought that was a bit conceited, not because she wasn't beautiful but because talking about yourself that way was a bit weird. She must have noticed a confused look on my face because she asked me if I knew what hotwife meant. She then laughed when I said, "Well you're very attractive."

THE HEIRESS AT THE CENTER OF THE MONTGOMERY SCANDAL - BULL OR BEAR? MONTGOMERY INTERNATIONAL SHARES PLUMMET AMID CHEATING ALLEGATIONS And the one that made my stomach turn into a tight, painful knot: - ABIGAIL MONTGOMERY DEMANDS DIVORCE AFTER HUSBAND’S SECRET HOTEL AFFAIR I stared at the screen, my vision blurring with quiet fury. "I never demanded a divorce," I whispered to the empty room. Charlotte sat beside me on the velvet sofa, munching peacefully on a chocolate chip cookie. She looked up from her snack, her big, innocent eyes scanning my drawn face before looking at the glowing phone screen.

She seemed new to it, her eyes widening, her desires finally being heard. “Arghhh I love it, I want to be fucked by you all night, every night. I love your big cock. I want it…” I fuck her like a strong horny bull. She is a goddess. I think about all the dresses I saw her in during that crazy day. The sexiest lover I have ever had. It gives me pleasure to fuck my boss’ wife. He fucking deserves this betrayal for he was never loyal to her. Now, she is getting the pleasure she truly deserves.

Nathan explained, placing his hands on the desk. “Is she prettier than me? Is she bustier than me? Does she moan to your satisfaction the way I do? Can she suck better me? I’m pretty sure her pussy isn’t as tight as mine.” Stella began to yell at him. “ Just shut it. Don’t you dare talk about my wife that way. I suggest you start treating me with respect if you love your job so much. God, your boobs are literally fighting to spill out of your shirt. Dress like a secretary not a fucking slut when you come to work. Don’t provoke me because you have every idea what I am capable of.” Nathan concluded with a death look.

Honestly, Helena doesn't know the woman's face, but if the woman is Nicholas's secretary, doesn't that mean that the woman is the woman who will marry Austin? “Shouldn't you know the background of that woman, Austin? At least you can confirm the background of your future wife. You know who Mr Malik is, right? He is indeed a man who is quite cold and can be said to be the most untouchable by any woman, but as far as I know, Mr. Malik has a woman who is forced to be his sex slave, who knows if—" "I already know the past of my future wife, Helena, and it's true as you say, my future wife was Nicholas's sex slave at that time."

I hissed a warning. Adrian let out a low laugh, his intimidating gaze making my skin crawl. Unfortunately, I was at a disadvantage, and I could feel the pain starting in the wrists he held pinned above my head. "After I threw you into that ravine, did you meet some great actor to be able to perform this well in front of me?" he mocked. "I never even touched you while we were dating. You never let me sleep with you; you refused to give your virginity to me. Then I found someone willing to satisfy the desires you wasted—Sienna was happy to serve me in bed. Unlike you, who always played hard to get. Are you mad because I chose her over you? It’s not funny, darling..."

I whispered, my hips lifting to meet his thrusts. He growled low in his throat and gave me what I asked for. His pace quickened, hips snapping harder, driving into me with raw intensity. The wet sound of our bodies meeting filled the room, mixing with the steady rain pounding against the windows. Sweat slicked our skin. I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him impossibly deeper. “Yes… like that,” I moaned, head falling back against the sheets. Every thrust sent sparks shooting through me. Then he pushed my bra below my breasts, my breasts bounced out, bouncing with the force of his movements, I laid open to him, like a sexy, wild whore… Being his whore, even for a night… It wa

Well, her majesty's wish was my command, and my lips tugged up into a tantalizing smirk as I straightened my back, gripping her hips on either side. “I knew you'd ask.” I husked, bucking out of her, then I hit her with that much-anticipated sharp thrust that made her bounce up twice. “Mmmh… right there.” She encouraged, biting down her lower lip as her lashes fluttered. Fuck, that was the sexiest thing I've ever seen, and the heat of lust spread through my pores as everywhere became 10 times hotter with me pounding her insides like a madman. “Touch those beautiful tits and tell me how much you want me.” I grunted in that animalistic sound as I delivered selfish, deep thrusts that made her br