Novels by Sestiva

"I-I-" I stammered, still unable to speak. "Still a shy little girl, I see," he commented. "I'm not shy," I denied. "But you are, the way you hide your face, unable to form sentences, cheeks blushing red like a school girl," he explained. When it comes to Dimitri, it's different. You can treat him however you choose and not care for his heart. You don't know me, what I'm capable of, what I can do." "I'm sure you're nothing like Zeus," I hushed. Roy leaned back warmly, gazing, "I'm not going to fuck you for sport; I'm not an animal. I know what type of man he was. I knew Zeus as well. Knew about his and Tanya's relationship. Begging me to take her crazy ass off his hands. Not even I could handle that train wreck." I studied him, glancing at a scar hidden beneath this gold chain. "How did that happen?" I gestured. Roy looked down, clearing his throat before removing the chair and unbuttoning his shirt. He was in great shape, well-chiseled, and tempting. Without though

"It seems old tricks die hard," Callista boasted, directing her eyes to Dimitri. "What do you mean?" I questioned, following her gaze. "Dimitri is a creature of old tricks. He used to do this to me when we first got together. Of course, we fucked like rabbits back when we were young, always trying new and exciting things." Callista explained while gently caressing my inner thigh. "These things he seems to like doing with you," she whispered. She leaned into my ear, her warm breath sending shivers up my spine. "Tell me, what punishment does he have for you?" Dimitri purposefully set the vibrator off inside of me once again. My hand seized Callista's wrist while biting my lower lip. Dimitri said I couldn't cum by the toy. He failed to mention that Callista could satisfy me. A devious smirk came across my lips; Dimitri studied my face, tilting his head, trying to figure out what I was scheming. Slowly, I guided Callista's hand higher and higher up my inner thigh until her c

"Mom!" Rowan beamed while embracing me. "Oh, baby!" I whined. I held him tightly, not wanting to let go. It had been nearly a year since I'd seen him. He had grown so much and was taller than me now. I looked up at his youthful face; he looked much like Dimitri. "Stop growing!" I smiled. "Are you kidding me? I'm not even halfway there yet," Rowan joked, his voice deeper, not childlike anymore. He was undoubtedly going through his puberty phase. "Look at how handsome you've become," I boasted. "Looks like his father," Callista commented. "Aunt Callista, Uncle Roy, good to see you," Rowan greeted, giving them both a hug. "Hello, young man," they both responded. "You know one another well," I mumbled at his affection towards them. "I had no idea you would be here, Mom," Rowan explained, embracing me again. "I missed you, baby," I fibbed, squeezing him back, "I'll tell you what. I will get dressed, and then we can do something tonight." Once in the bathroom, I

Dimitri took it upon himself to make me go back with him to New York and wouldn't have it any other way. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding," Derrick charmingly kissed the back of my hand. "Don't," I smiled before being pulled inside by Dimitri. "You don't have to be so rough!" I winced. "Knock it off, would you?!" Dimitri jerked me, my momentum causing me to fall to the ground on all fours. "Damn it, Dimitri!" I winced. I felt a hard slap across my ass. "Ow!" I hissed. My head jerked back as Dimitri seized the nape of my neck. "Ugh!" Ruthlessly, he snapped my underwear off before spanking me again. Dimitri had been like this since that night. Typically he'd be tender afterward; this time, he'd fuck me every chance he got, even when I couldn't walk the day after my punishment. He tore my dress off, throwing the scraps to the floor beside me. "Ugh! It hurts Dimitri!" I whined. It became the point where it wasn't pleasurable anymore, he knew, and I knew it

Dimitri, flabbergasted, tossed the papers onto the closest chair he could find. Upon his further examination of me in my current state, I knew he knew. My cheeks blushed, and I could not look him in the eyes. "My father?" he questioned. "I didn't know, I swear," I whispered. "How could you not know?!" Dimitri hollered. "Calm down. What's going on?" Derrick asked. "You know what, old man!" Dimitri spat. "What are you talking about, son?" Derrick clarified. "Her?! Ivy! The woman I asked you to keep an eye on for me while I was in New York!" Dimitri explained. "You should have told me about your relationship with her," Derrick stated. Dimitri threw his head back with a manic cackle, "Leave!" "Beg your pardon?" Derrick said. "Leave now, old man!" Dimitri threatened, charging at Derrick. "Stop! I'll go," I sighed, crawling from the bed. "No, you're staying," Dimitri growled. "Leave, now." Dimitri's tone was deathly and emotionless. Derrick also k

"You don't need to come here always," I sighed while smoking my joint. "You're an investor, that's it." "And this is professional?" Derrick gestured to what I was smoking. "Like you care," I huffed, blowing smoke in his face. Derrick didn't care. He found me amusing, tempting, and everything he wanted. He's never vocalized it before, but his eyes show differently. I know those eyes, the ones that undress me, fantasize about me, and yearn for me. He thinks I don't know. I have him fooled; what do I want to do with him now? Derrick's rich; he wouldn't use me for money. Dimitri is in the other half of the States, and I'm bored and horny. "Do you want to fuck me, Derrick?" I bluntly asked. Derrick choked on his drink before turning back to look at me. His cheeks flushed in shock, his lips trembling with nerves. The victory was already mine. "What makes you think I want you?" he croaked. "The way you look at me." "I have a son. He could be your father." "How old are y