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ONE NIGHT STAND WITH MY BULLY 🥰😘

BOOK WRITTEN BY MIRIAMM.
Marianna had a one night stand on her 18th birthday only to wake up the next day to find out that she had a one night stand with her drop dead hot bully, asher who was attending the same highschool with her.

Embarrassed and ashamed, she ran away only to come to school the next day and find out that the whole school already knew about this.

The students, especially the school's queen beau had ganged up to beat her but Asher had appeared on time and defended her in front of the students.

What!?, wasn't this her bully?
then why was he acting like this, different and so sweet.

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Prologue🌹

How does it feel to be the princess of a very poweful kingdom in the sea,seanall....

Lany was always adored by both male and female not just because she is the daughter of the queen of oceana but because of her beauty and magic.
There was nothing lany ever lacked and she was happy but her happiness was cut short when her mother planned to marry her to a ruthless prince of another kingdom....prince dracel.

To avoid marrying prince dracel,she ran away from the sea to the land of humans where she met....

Lan daniel, a multi-billonaire who lives with his father and only sister.

What happens when lan's sister brings lany to their mansion to stay.
And lest i forget...lan hated her so much because of her clumsiness and foolishness according to him.

But would love boom in their heart💞
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(Crazy for her🔥)

Written by Sam crescent

Episode 10

Billonaire series 👔👔

“Someone might see.”

“Everyone is home, and you’re not needed there. It’s just you and me. Take them off.”

“What is all this going to mean?” she asks. “I don’t … what exactly is it you want? I can’t do anything illegal. I won’t.”

I smile. “It’s simple. You want to keep your sister, you give me everything I want. I don’t share what’s mine, Faye. It’s why I paid the
guard that night not to stand outside our door.”

“What?”

“That’s right. All night long you were alone with me and I could do anything that I wanted to you. No one would have been able to stop me. Knowing that, do you really think I’d hurt you?”

“You’re blackmailing me to get what you want.”

I move in close once again. Pushing my body against hers, I grab her wrists, putting them above her head. “And tell me you’re not turned on right now knowing there’s nothing you can do. You’re at my mercy. You’re all mine, and I have every intention of getting my fill.”

“You’re not going to offer me money?” she asks with a snort.

Leaning in close to her neck, I feel her shiver.

“I know you’re not a w***e. There’s a lot of s**t I know, and selling your body for money, that wasn’t something you wanted. You’re just lucky you got me instead of someone else who’d have made your night a living hell.” I wait a few seconds for that to sink in. “Think about it, Faye. I’m offering you pleasure, undeniable pleasure, and all you’ve got to do is take it. I want everything you have to offer, no more, no less. No-holds-barred s3x.”

She licks her lip, and I know she wants it. There’s no denying that glint of attraction her
eyes.

“Do you want money? Will that be the deciding factor for you?”
She wrinkles her nose. “No. I don’t want your
money.”

“Good. It’s not on offer.”

“You’re not into any freaky kind of stuff, are
you?”

I smirk. I can’t help it. “Maybe, my little virgin, you should try something before you judge.”

“I’m not a virgin anymore.”

“You’re a virgin in more ways than you know.”
Kissing her neck, I wait. “Take off your
clothes.”

She hesitates for a second before finally unbuttoning her blouse. She’s slow as she
does this, the first button coming through the
hole and then the next.

The white lace bra she wears is so fu***ng sexy. My d*ck is already so hard that I feel a
wave of pre-cum spill out the tip. I want inside her. When she wriggles out of the skirt, I nearly
lose it. Her t*ts shake with each move from
side to side, those curves being revealed to
me.

I love her fuller figure, the thickness of her
thighs, even with the dots of cellulite, her rounded hips and stomach along with her
large t**s. For me, she is the best fu***ng
package I have to unwrap, and I intend to take
my time. She has no idea what my main plan is, and I’m not about to tell her, not yet. Faye’s not
ready to know, but when she does, she’ll be ready to deal with it and with me.

With only her underwear on, she stands before
me, looking unsure. There’s no confidence
there. Reaching out, I tease the strap of her bra
down her arm, watching it fall loosely to her
elbow. I do the same with the next. Pulling her
close, I flick the catch of the bra, and it
springs open.

I help her remove it, letting the item fall to the
floor. Her t**s spring free as if they have a mind of their own, and in a way, they do. Cupping the mounds, I press them together, watching her ni***es harden. Licking one beaded n*pple, I watch as she gasps, her back arching up, offering them to me.

Her eyes close as I suck on each tip, lathering them, coating her in my spit and running my thumbs across the tips. Her moans fill my
office, echoing off the walls. It’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard. I release her t**s only to grasp her hips. I don’t peel her panties down her body. In a strong grip, I tear them from her, pocketing the fabric.

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

She’s completely naked now, in my office. Running my hands down her back, I cup her
, drawing her close so that she feels my 3rection. My need for her.

“What now?” she asks.

Her voice is breathy as I continue to stroke up
her spine.
“Go sit on my sofa.”

I love how red her cheeks are. I didn’t realize
how arousing it could be to have a blushing
female in my bed, but there’s no getting away
from it. I love it. Her innocence, her sweetness, it belongs to me and had from the moment I saw her picture.

She sits down on the sofa, her hands clasped
together. She’s trying to cover her body, and I
won’t have that.

“Lean back.” She does as I tell her. “Put your
legs on the edge of the sofa and then spread
them.”

She hesitates again, knowing this will spread
her open for me. There won’t be a single part
of her to hide.
I kneel before her and stare at her.

Her p***y is slick. Her p***c hair is still neatly
trimmed, but the damp curls give away her
arousal. Cupping her knees, I spread them a little wider.
Her t**s shake with every single indrawn
breath.

Stroking up the inside of her thighs, I tease her p***y, not touching her directly, but close, so close. I hear her moan as I slide back to her knees before advancing up again.
She’s tense, but I figured she would be.
Faye doesn’t know me.

All she’s known between us is this.
Gripping her ankles, I pull them so that they’re on the floor, and then hold her waist. I tug her
close so that her ass is on the edge of the
sofa.

There’s no getting away now.
Still looking into her eyes, I lean down and
touch my tongue to her c**t.

She gasps again. The lips of her s3x are already open, and I don’t need to spread her wide. Her c**t is already so swollen, her p***y
soaked with her arousal. My teasing earlier is
helping her to relax.

Finally looking away, I stroke down toward her
entrance and touch her c**t. I don’t pe*****te,
just tease of what I can do. She says my name, once, twice, three times, before finally lifting her pelvis up to my face.

I suck on her cl*t, biting down just enough to
hear her cry of pain, which I soothe out with
my tongue. I keep hold of her hips as she jerks within my arms. When I can’t take it anymore, I pull back, slide my hands to her p***y, and spread those lips wide to see her hole and
c**t. Stroking two fingers across her nub, working them down, I slide them inside her,
feeling how tight and w3t she is. In and out, I thrust inside her.

Pressing my thumb to her c**t, moving side to side, I watch her take my fingers, her p***y stretching around the digits. She’s rocking on them, taking them in deeper.
When I add a third finger, she pauses as this
stretches her even wider.

“Chase?”

“You can take them.” Working my fingers inside her, I watch her, mesmerized. She doesn’t hold back. Her face is so expressive, showing me how much she’s loving the pleasure I’m giving her.

I want those screams to fill the air, to
surround us both. I take her cl*t once again, feeling her c*nt ripple and pulse around my fingers as I draw her closer and closer to org@sm.

Her pleasure is building and my need for her
along with it. I want her to come because this first time, I won’t be able to control it. I need to f*ck her. To own her once again and to remember how good she feels on my d*ck.

She cries my name, the sound echoing off the
walls as she comes. Keeping my lips on her
p***y, I stroke her to completion. When she
can’t take any more of my tongue, I pull back
but drive my fingers inside her, stretching her
out.

She whimpers, and I pull them from her body,
sucking them clean as well. I love the taste of
her p***y.

My hand goes to my belt, and her eyes open.
That’s right , sweetheart. We’ve only just
started.

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Written by: Sammy

Episode 9🌺🌺

billionaire series👔👔

Faye🔥

One week later

Working for Chase is not that difficult. He’s demanding, of course, and also, always busy. That’s what I notice during the first week of working for him. Not a moment goes by when someone doesn’t want him, even late at night.

He’s taken it upon himself to drop me off at
home after picking up Kerry. My sister always sits in the back listening to her music, leaving me to talk with Chase.

In seven days, including the weekend, he’s
missed one dinner. That’s it. Every other time, he’s been available.

Kerry, like always, will skulk off to her room to do whatever it is she loves to do, while leaving me to deal with him. It’s always the same. He sits at our small dining room table, I serve up, Kerry takes hers, and I eat with Chase.

There’s not much in the way of conversation. By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. Chase likes to send me all around his building, chasing down contracts, making sure people call him with an update.

He told me it’s because people become lazy until they see an actual, visible person.

To be honest, I just think he’s using me as he doesn’t have the first clue what to do with me.

It’s clear a PA is not what that man needs.
He’s competent with his work. At lunch, I used to sit with the guys that had made it
from the program. Only I got tired of hearing them tell me what a rare opportunity it was to work directly with Chase Dunce.

None of them know.
They don’t Know that I feel uncomfortable because the night I gave him my virginity was the night I can’t forget. It was supposed to mean nothing. The reason I picked the less fairy tale option was so I didn’t feel it, and I needed more of the money. Chase is making it impossible for me to forget it.
The way he is always around.

The touches.
The teasing.
Everything is driving me crazy. Every single night without fail, we’ll make it to the door, and he presses me flat against it, kissing me.

Those touches drive me crazy for more.
I don’t want him to stop, and yet, each time,
he does.

Tonight though, if he decides to drop me off, he’ll discover Kerry isn’t coming home. For one week, she’s heading to the mountains with a group of troubled kids. She signed up for it without telling me, forging my signature, and even though I didn’t want her to go, I couldn’t stop her.
She has to live her life.

It didn’t stop me from freaking out though every time I thought about it.
What if she needs me?
Owning a car hadn’t been in my budget, and now I wish I’d been able to account for one.

Running fingers through my hair, which has
already started to grow out from the cut I got over a month ago, I feel the moment he enters the room.
The copy machine is located at the back of
the room, far away from everyone on the floor.
They are all busy.

Turning toward the door, I see Chase standing there.
“I won’t be much longer.”

Turning back to the glass window while I wait for the papers to print out, I watch his partial reflection as he steps into the room.

I don’t tell him to stop even though I should.
This is s3xual harassment.
He shouldn’t be doing this.

Is it really harassment if I want it, though? If I love the way he touches me, the attention he gives me?

I’m no longer Kerry’s sister, the failure, the college dropout, the guardian, the earner. The responsible one.
I’m just me.

Faye Carter.
I keep forgetting who I am.
He makes me remember.
One of his hands curves around my stomach, moving down between my thighs.

The machine covers most of my body.
I don’t say anything as he pulls the white blouse up, and there in the copy room he strokes my chest to cup my t*t.
“One of them could see.”

“No, they couldn’t. If you don’t want me to do this, tell me to stop. Tell me you don’t want my hands on you, Faye. That it’s not what you want. I’ll stop.”

That’s what I’m afraid of.
I don’t want him to stop.

Keeping my mouth closed, I hold in a gasp as he pulls the cup of my br@ over my tit and his palm covers it, cupping my body.
He’s pulled the skirt up around my waist and covered my panties. I’d forgone the thong this time, and as he rubs between my thighs, I try to hold in a whimper.

It’s impossible. When he teases beneath the edge of my p@nties and touches me, I close my eyes, feeling him touch my p***y.

His fingers stroke over my cl*t, but he doesn’t linger. He slides down toward my entrance.When he pushes a finger inside me, I gasp.Reaching out to the machine, I hold onto it.
“You’re as tight as I remember. Have you
been with anyone else, Faye? I need to know.”

My name from his lips sounds more like a caress. I love how he growls it. To me, it
makes him sound so dominant and out of control all at the same time.

“No. There’s been no one else.”

“Good. This p***y is mine. Your body belongs to me. I don’t care what you think, I feel how w3t you are for me. How much you want this and I want it too. Make arrangements for Kerry to stay at a friend’s. Tonight, you’re mine.”

“Kerry’s on a school trip for the next week.”
I open my eyes and stare at his reflection.
“Even better.” His hands leave my body,
putting my clothes back into place. “Don’t
make me wait too long for those copies.” I watch, stunned, as he walks away. He’s at the door when he stops and turns toward me.

“Don’t play with yourself either.”

He’s gone within the next second.
My body is bereft at the loss of his touch.
I can’t believe he’s done that to me.

The last thing I wanted was for him to stop. Pressing my thighs together, I try to focus on the copy machine, waiting as each piece of paper comes out.
It’s no good.

All I can think about is his hands, his c*ck,
his touch—all of my thoughts are dominated by him, and he did it on purpose. This is what he’s been intending to do.

With all of the paperwork done, I return to his office, hoping to make him see reason.
He’s on the phone and of course he gives me the silent finger as he speaks. He holds his hands out for the paperwork and I’m so tempted to shove it in his face, but I don’t..

Chase is still my boss.

He pushes some envelopes my way, and that’s my cue to leave. To let him finish his
call. Like a child, I’m sent off.
Taking the letters, I make my way toward the elevator, but I don’t want this job to finish anytime soon. I go for the stairs, needing a break completely

Holding onto the rail, I walk down, trying not to think about the pleasure rushing through my body or the feelings he inspires inside me.
When I’m with him, I find it hard to remember that I’m not just me anymore. I have a responsibility to my sister, to take care of her.

Failing her is not an option for me.Even as I try to come up with every single excuse I can think of as to why I should walk away, report him, or just find another position, there’s no denying I want him. That’s the main reason.
I want Chase Dunce.

The need started during our night together.
After he’d taken what he’d paid for. The rest of the night, he’d given me a chance to
explore his body, to touch, taste, and tease
him the way he wanted. It’s why I can’t walk away.
This is more than just an affair now.

I see it.
We have unfinished business with each other. What’s more, for an entirely selfish reason, I want him to myself. It’s why I won’t walk away. Why I refuse to leave or to do the right thing.

I’ve been doing the right thing for what feels like an eternity. Would it be so bad to make the wrong decisions? The only person who’s at risk of getting hurt is me. I’m the one that will have a broken heart.

This has to be the craziest thing I’d ever considered doing, and yet it feels so right.

Chase👔

The good thing about having a PI, I know everything before anyone else does. Yep, I knew Kerry was going on her trip three days ago. I also knew Faye didn’t have a clue about it. She’d been oblivious to her sister’s impending trip. If she even had a clue, I imagine she’d have done what she could to stop her sister from going.

Still, as I watch the last member of my staff leave my office for the night, I perch on the
edge of my desk while I wait for Faye to arrive. Letting her go at the copy machine had been sheer torture. I’d wanted to keep on teasing her, playing with her body, and showing her all that she’d been missing.

Instead, I backed away, giving her the space she needs, even if it’s the last thing I need. I’m tired of waiting, tired of watching her, wanting her.
One night wasn’t enough.

We both know it, and she’s fighting it. I felt her response to me today, and she couldn’t hide it.
Her p***y was still so tight and untouched and coated my fingers with her slick juices.
Her n*pples were rock-hard pebbles against my palm. The need was so great within her that I could taste it.

She isn’t going to have to wait anymore.I figure for the past year she’s been up to her eyeballs in responsibility, in having to deal with her sister, stepfather, the lot. So, tonight, I’m taking it all away.
I hear the elevator beep and watch as she
steps off, her hips swaying with every step that she takes.
When she pauses at the edge of the room, she takes in how alone we are. Arms folded, I wait.

“I got the document you wanted,” Faye says, coming into the room.

“Good.”

She doesn’t make a move, and I watch her. She holds onto the envelope. Silence fills the space between us.
“Take off your clothes.”

“Chase.”

“That night—consider every single time we’re alone, the same rules apply. I won’t take no for an answer. You want this. I can see it in your eyes, but you want to fight these feelings and you know what? That’s okay. I can handle that. But I won’t have you push me away because you don’t think this is appropriate.”

“It’s not.”

“Why?”

“You’re my boss.”

“Six months ago, I was the answer to all of your prayers.” I stand up and take a step
toward her.

She doesn’t back away. With the next step I take, she stays firmly in her spot.
“Do you think I had to pay a hundred thousand bucks for you? No. I did it because I wanted to.” Another step. I’m nearly in front of her when she finally takes a step back. Only she’s not out of the door. She’s pressed up against the wall.

Slamming my hands on either side of her
head, I trap her.
“It was one night.”

“And I’m calling in an extension.”

She’s fighting me again. She’s fighting this,
and I won’t have that. So, it’s time for me to pull out the big guns.

“Let’s get something straight, either you give me what I want, or I make sure Kerry gets taken away from you.”

“What?”

“You don’t know anything about me.”

“For the past week I’ve seen it. She doesn’t
exactly hide it, and you don’t hide your guilt
either.”

“You’re going to blackmail me.”

“I had no intention of doing it this way, but
you’ve left me no choice. You want to keep on hiding and fight this, go ahead. I don’t mind. Push me and see what happens.” I have absolutely no intention of reporting her or of having Kerry taken from her.

That girl does run rings around Faye and uses her guilt of what happened to keep her in her place. That, I don’t agree with.
I can do anything just to have her close to me because... because,I don't f**cking know but she drives me damned crazy.

This guilt Faye has, it’s misplaced. I know everything. How she’d been in college when she discovered the extent of the abuse. The death of her mother. The stepfather. All of it. I’m not about to tell her that though. “What do you want?” she asks.
There’s fire in her eyes.

“It’s simple.”

“Just tell me what you want, Chase.”

I smile. That’s right, baby, give me that fire.

“I want you.”

“I’m right here.”

“Take off your clothes.”

I step back and close the door, flicking the lock. I don’t mind chasing after her, but the
last thing I want is for her to run from me.

Her n*pples are rock-hard, pressing against
her shirt, and it makes me wonder if all this
time she’s needed someone to take control.
To make the decisions for her.

I’m not going to hurt her. What I’m going to do is take care of her the best way I know how.

TBC
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🍷 VIRGIN
FOR SALE💦👠



Written by: Sammy

Episode 9🌺🌺

billionaire series👔👔

Chase🔥

I have the worst case of blue balls I’ve ever had. This woman, she’s like a fu***ng addiction. The best kind of whiskey that money could buy. She sits in the passenger seat, looking like I’m going to ravish her any minute.

She isn’t far wrong. If her cell phone hadn’t interrupted, those t**s would have been on full display for my lips. Six months away from her was too fu***ng long. If she thinks I am going to back down from this, she’s in for a rude awakening.

Parking outside the building that specializes in counseling for minors, I keep the car running. It is clear to me Faye doesn’t want to talk about her sister, so I’ve not pushed the issue. Why push something like that? She’ll tell me when she’s ready; I’m not going to do that kind of s**t.

Watching her all day was hard. All I wanted to do was f*ck her, to take her. To find out everything about her. To know what makes
her tick. She rarely smiles. I notice she is always helpful. She not only made me a cup of coffee, but coffee for the entire floor.

I noticed a couple of men watching her. I’ll
keep an eye on them. They are married, but a ring doesn’t count for anything nowadays. Kerry is the complete opposite of Faye. She has blonde hair, which is pulled up on top of her head. She wears large clothing that is twice her size.

“If you want to walk, I don’t mind.”

“Faye, it’s late. I don’t mind getting a ride home. He’s your boss?”

“Yes.”

“Cool.”

“It’s not like that.”

“I didn’t think it was like anything.”

Faye opens the car door, and Kerry slides inside. She stays huddled in the corner of the car but gives her sister enough room to close the door.

“Hey.”

“Pleasure to meet you.”

She gives me a nod and puts her earphones in. No music sounds, and I wonder if she’s even listening to anything. Faye climbs inside and tells me her address.

Again, I don’t say anything. Silence fills the car.

“I’m hungry,” Kerry says. Her voice is small as it carries from the back of the car.

“I can pull over for some takeout. There’s plenty of drive-thru places if you don’t want to eat inside.” Anything to keep Faye near me longer.

“I’m covered. I made dinner.”

“You did meatballs in the crockpot?” Kerry
asks.

“Yes.”

“Awesome. Are you inviting your boss in?”
I see her clench her hand into a fist, and I
smirk.

“I’m sure he’s busy.”

“I happen to love meatballs.” It’s not a lie. I’ve not had them in a long time. Meatballs are not exactly on the restaurant menu.
“Would you like to have dinner with us?”

“Sure.”

Any excuse to prolong my time with her as far as I’m concerned.
“How was school?” Faye asks.

“Good. We’re learning about boring English. Like I care what some du*****es have in
books.” Faye rubs at her head, looking sad. “You used to love school before.”

“Yeah, well, things change. I’m listening to music now.”
I know what is going on.
I know everything, and yet I have to remain
silent or give away the fact I know.

Faye doesn’t say anything for the entire drive back to the apartment. There is always a space near her place, and I park in it once again. Kerry doesn’t linger. She rushes across the street. The seemingly happy girl I saw last night is long gone.

Faye rushes to follow her, and I keep up with her strides. It’s clear there is more to this woman. She still makes sure the door is closed and doesn’t take the elevator. Walking upstairs, she pauses outside her apartment.

“You don’t have to come inside if you don’t want to. Kerry won’t eat with me.”

“How come?”

“She’s in one of her moods, which means
she’ll be listening to her music. She’ll eat food, just in her bedroom.”

“I’ve still got to eat.”

She nods, letting us both in her apartment. Again, I notice how she locks the door. There were six that I counted, each with a heavy bolt.
The apartment’s small.

It’s in a nice part of town, so she clearly went without extra space to be here. There is already an amazing smell filling the apartment. I walk with her to the kitchen.
There’s a small table that would only fit two people. Probably a good thing Kerry won’t be eating with us.

“Take a seat. Do you want some tea, coffee, water?”

“I’ll take a water.”

She pours me a glass before I watch her go to the fridge. She pulls out a bowl, and I see the pasta is already pre-cooked. She has a small microwave, which she places the pasta in.

She pushes a couple of buttons, and I don’t
see what she’s doing as she manipulates the the slow cooker with the bubbling meatballs.Watching her though, fills me with a sense of calm and promise. She looks so right and sexy. Each time she bends down, I see the ridge of her thong. If I’d known she was wearing them, I wouldn’t have been able to show any kind of restraint. I want her.

So much.
My c*ck has already started to harden. Down, boy. Neither of us speaks, and it’s not awkward either.

The microwave beeps, and she’s mixing the contents of one container into the other. With.three plates in front of her, she serves up. She looks tired, and I feel a little guilty that I caused that. I’d been sending her all over the building today without a thought. I like watching her walk.

No support from a bra would ever stop those beauties from bouncing. Her is a temptation. I want it beneath me as I drive inside her. To cup the fleshy mounds and hear her m*an once again.

The moment I slid inside her silken c*nt, I should have known there was no way I’d be
able to just have one taste. This woman is like a fine wine, to be cherished, desired, and to have time taken with her.

Kerry appears the moment dinner is served
and gives an excuse of needing to complete homework.

We’re alone again, and I’m more than happy
about it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for helping the next generation and all, but Faye and I, we’ve got unfinished business.

She holds two plates in her hands as she comes toward the table. She puts one in front of me and then the other opposite before handing me a fork.

Taking it, I scoop up a meatball and have a taste.
The meat is tender and juicy, and full of
flavor.

Faye’s swirling her food around the bowl, every now and then taking a bite.
I don’t like that she’s not eating.

“You’ve got to eat."

“I am.” Her voice is so soft.

“You’ve got to eat more.” I wait a few seconds to see if she’s even heard me. She doesn’t eat more, and it annoys me. I don’t want her to be sick. “Now.”

“You’re not the boss of me here or anywhere else.”

“I’m the boss of you at work, and I need to make sure my staff is taking care of
themselves.”

“I know how to take care of myself.”

“Do you? Really? From where I’m sitting, it looks like you’re having a pity party.”

“Don’t even think for a second you understand what is going on here. You don’t have a clue. You shouldn’t even be here.”

“Why?”

“It was one night. That was all it was
supposed to be.”

“Well, guess what, sweetheart? That’s not all it’s going to be either.” I have another bite and watch her.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Why am I what?” I play along. She doesn’t
think I know what is going on here, but I do. I know so much, and if she even had a clue the extent of the background check I had on her, she’s probably freak out.

Nope, there’s no probably about it. She would completely freak out. And I would get it.

“Why are you making this so complicated, You got what you wanted.”

Sitting back in my chair, I watch her. She thinks I got what I wanted. Not a chance. Not even close.

“You’ve no idea what I’ve got. Now, eat your
food.You’ll be no good to Kerry half-starved. Now, eat.” We stare at each other, and she doesn’t make a move to put a single bite in
her mouth.

“Do you want me to come over there, put you over my knee? I can if it’ll get you to do what I want.” I’m not really into B**M, but just to have her curvy body over my lap with my hand on her bottom, I’m more than happy to oblige.

She glares at me, but starts to eat more food. Good to know.

She doesn’t like the thought of being spanked.

Finishing my own food, I watch her. I don’t like seeing her this way. Completely withdrawn.
This isn’t why I came to her home.
Of course, I have my reasons for coming here and not all of them are in order to help her.

First, I want this barrier that has been erected between us to come down. Second, I want her to trust me. I’m not going to run off and shout from the rooftops that she’s struggling. She’s twenty years old, dealing with a sister that is clearly in a bad place. I get it. She needs help.

Also, I want her again.

Simple as that.

I want her beneath me, above me, taking me deep in her p***y and to finish what we
started six months ago.

With the food finished, Kerry doesn’t come back out, and Faye doesn’t make a move to
go see her.

After a silent coffee, I know it’s time for me to leave.

Finishing the last drops of the s**tty coffee, I stand up.
She jumps and quickly gets to her feet.

“I’m going to head out. See me to the door.”
Faye nods and walks ahead of me.

I’ve got no problem with that. I like to watch, and she is a sight to behold, curvy and all. With her gaze straight ahead, she doesn’t see how close I get. Just as she’s about to hit the door, I grab her arm and turn her so that she has no choice but to face me. Pressing her back against the door, I wrap my fingers around her neck, tilting her head back so she has to look at me.

“What are you doing?”

“Tell me you don’t feel this.” I press my body against hers, rubbing my rock-hard c**k on her stomach. I watch as she bites into her bottom lip. The action is so tempting and sexy I can’t resist tasting.

Kissing her lips, sliding my tongue against her mouth before plunging in, I hear her gasp followed by a m*an.
She’s so fu***ng tempting.

With my other hand, I cup her br3ast. They’re so soft and she’s not wearing a padded bra, so I can feel the hard bud of her n*pple against my palm.

Tweaking the n*pple, I rub against her. I want inside her so badly I can taste it. “Please,” she says, a little breathlessly. I can’t help it. Deepening the kiss, I run a hand down her thigh to capture her knee.

The skirt is too obstructive, so I lift it up to her waist and go back to lift her thigh up against mine. The movement puts my c**k right near her sweet p***y, and damn, I want inside her.

She will belong to me.
I will own this body. It’s just a matter of time.
With every ounce of strength I can muster, I kiss her one final time and take a step back.

“Tell me you’re not wet right now. That you don’t want me to take you to bed and f*ck you so hard you can’t think straight.” Keeping both hands on her face, I smile down at her.

“Because if you can, then I’ll walk away and never bother you again. We both know that
you want me. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

With that, I move her out of the way of the
door, open it, and leave.

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