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An addiction. She was nothing but an addiction. Yet an intense addiction that has made its way in his blood, coursing through his veins and now there was no turning around. He had reached to the dead end of that addiction that despite wanting, he can't give up on that addiction. Reaching a point that he had accepted he was obsessed with her. That he has fallen into the depth of that obsession. Fallen completely. Insanely. Passionately. Desperately. And lastly, hopelessly.

"Why? No one's watching and look at the time everyone is sleeping and look at the rain. Do you really think anyone would dare to go out in this. Don't worry no body is watching us." "But what if??" Before she completed I placed my hard cock on her pussy hole and she stopped

Yes, I want to be the lucky one standing between them, about to be fucked like there’s no tomorrow. I want to rub myself all over those guys and feel desired; I want to feel those big hands on my body squeezing me. I want to experience all that masculinity and horniness. If I doubted it, I even want to be spanked on the ass, but all I do is stare at the screen and watch the naughty p**n. I'm staring intently at the TV when the phone rings, startling me. Afraid of being caught watching a dirty movie, I quickly change the channel and get up in a hurry to answer the phone.

Ara was a ball of sunshine before his arrival and now had reduced into a victim. Jenna gripped her drooped shoulder in a tight hold, making her look up into her eyes. "He'll kill you if you wouldn't," Jenna said in a serious tone. Ara's face paled with dread. "He is obsessed with you, Ary. He wouldn't let you go ever. I have seen the way he looks at you. He thinks you belong to him," Jenna said from her own experience. She internally shuddered, remembering her own past. Obsessive men are more destructive than a mad animal. They don't know the limits,"

He had pushed me into one of those big office chairs that spun while he took to standing behind me. "Okay, look at the left screen here" I followed his finger that pointed towards one of the large screens. My eyes widening in recognition of the scene, there was no audio but I knew what I was watching. It was the moment I had asked Noah to marry me, I followed Noah's movements as he dropped the hammer, embracing me in his arms. "I don't-" my words were cut off as Sebastian leaned over once again hitting another button. The time at the bottom of the screen changed, he was fast-forwarding the footage to later that night. My eyes were glued to the screen as I watched Noah strutting back into the

“Enjoying the cabin? I see you two through the window. Keep going. I like the show. But if you stop, the video drops tonight.” My blood turned to ice. I tried to pull away, but Damien held me firm, cock twitching inside me. “Someone is out there. Watching right now.” “Exactly.” Damien’s tone shifted to something darker, more possessive. He started moving again, slower but deeper, grinding against that spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes. “Let them watch. Let them see who you belong to.” “Damien, this is crazy,” I moaned, even as my body betrayed me, clenching around him. The idea of eyes on us, hidden in the trees, sent a forbidden thrill through me. “What if they come inside

It’s been a few hours already but I need more. There's still a body back at my place. But I need blood. I came here tonight with the intention of watching Elena. I’m not prepared for this. She’s my bad habit. My favorite thing to watch. I observe for a second, calculating how to resolve this crisis without putting my Little Bird in harm’s way. “Want to take a turn, big guy?” he asks. “You’ll take your turn after I’m done with her. Maybe then, we can take her together. At the same time.” He snickers.

The large blank screen stretched across the wall, staring back at her. She folded her legs beneath her and picked up the remote resting on the side table. A sigh escaped her. What she was about to do was wrong on every level. But he was forcing her hand. She had spent too long waiting. Too long asking. Too long feeling like a prisoner in a beautiful cage. Eliana leaned back and switched on the television. The large screen flickered to life, casting a glow across her eager face. Her fingers moved across the remote as she searched through the options. At least he hadn’t turned off the Wi-Fi.

“I’m so ready to go home and hit the hay.” He let out an amused chuckle. “What are you watching on N*****x right now?” “I’m watching the Starz show Power for the fifteenth time again. I’m fucking obsessed. No other show beats it,” I giggled. He rolled his eyes. “With all the shows you watch about drug cartels, I’m surprised you haven’t got caught up in one yourself.” “Ehhhh,” I giggled, scratching my arm, slapping his arm playfully. “They’re just fun to watch. Narcos, Peaky Blinders, Money Heist, Breaking Bad… They’re just so interesting.”

Normally, I wouldn’t be so acquiescent to her telling me what to do, but she’s taller than me, and I use her as a shield, hunkering down next to her as we walk. She stops at a big table right out in the open with a clear view of the arcade, pool tables, and bar. Great, just great—right in the middle for everyone to see. I sigh. “What time did you arrive to score a front-row seat?” “Chi-Os get the best. I aim to please.” Jess is a Type A tornado on her way to Yale to get her doctorate in medicene. We’re nothing alike, but we manage. She thinks I’m a little wild, and I think she has a stick up her ass. She's still my bestfriend anyways.