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BASTARD IN A SUIT 45: CROTCHLESS
MEREDITH'S POVI couldn't breathe because Max was right behind me; his body pressed tightly on mine and there was absolutely no mistaking his rock-hard erection squeezed up against my ass. He really didn't like me telling him no, but if this were the reaction I would get whenever I turned him down, then I think 'no' was now my favourite word. "What do you mean no?" He snapped. "I'm not fucking with you this time, Meredith. I said turn around so I can look at you." He sank more of his weight against me and I yelped in surprise. How could one man have so much length and girth? I was pushing back into him without realizing it when I heard him groan from behind me. "If you keep wiggling your ass like that, we are going to have a very different conversation."I knew what he was referring to. I also knew he completely understood I wasn't even remotely close to being ready for a serious discussion about that topic, much less to take part in that event. I knew he was bluffing. "Fuck, you ha
BASTARD IN A SUIT 46: S*X IN THE DRESSING ROOM
MEREDITH'S POVMy eyes widened, and my heart galloped inside my rib cage. "No!" I yelped. "Please Max, give it to me now. I can't take it anymore." I didn't care if I'd regret my words later, for now, I wanted Max to plough inside my pussy. He sunk it into me. "Oh, yesssssss!""Will you disobey me again?" he asked me, pausing his movements. "No Max. I won't disobey you again," I answered. "Now fuck me!" I slapped him across his face, surprising not only him but me."You're a kinky little Minx, aren't you?"He chuckled while he drove his fat cock back in and out of me, creating a sexy rhythm. "Oh, you feel so good," he mewled. "That feels soooo good," I cried aloud. I squeezed my pussy muscles around his penis. "Fuck yes, Meredith," he groaned deeply and pushed forward almost all the way into me.I gasped loudly, his movement was forceful, but I could tell he was still being very careful not to go too fast until he was sure I deserved to come. I liked this game because something t
BASTARD IN A SUIT 47: MRS. ADDISON
MEREDITH'S POVIt was some minutes after 5 in the morning and the throbbing between my legs woke me up. I was sore, but the pain was worth it. Max was really a stallion in the sack. I stretched my limbs and then checked my phone for any missed calls. "That's strange," I muttered to myself. I probably left around a hundred missed calls, voice notes, and text messages on Brenda's phone last night. Now I woke up, and I was still left on unread. I got no callbacks or texts answering any of my messages. "That's it," I said in a worrying tone. I propped myself up in bed and called her number. Two rings and she answered. "Hello," she spoke in a whisper. “Thank goodness. I have been trying to reach you since last night. Are you alright?”"Yes, I am," she whispered. I asked, “Why are you whispering?” and then it dawned on me. "Paxton spent the night!" I yelped."Shh," she hushed me. I heard her stumbling, likely attempting to leave the bedroom so she could speak more openly. "Am I right?
BASTARD IN A SUIT 48: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
MAXIMILIAN'S POVI delicately maneuvered the razor over my stubbly face. I had to make myself look presentable, knowing my mother didn't like when I wore a shadow beard. I took a deep breath, shook the excessive shaving cream from the blade, and then asked Paxton to repeat himself. "Married? I don't think I heard you right," I adjusted the EarPod in my ear. "Brenda and I got married last night, and I'm hoping I have your blessings."He definitely had my support, but did he really believe Brenda was the right girl for him? Yes, she was the first and only woman to turn him down, but that didn't mean he had to take on the challenge of closing such a substantial deal by marrying her. "Are you happy?" I asked him. With enthusiasm, he declared, “I have never been this happy in my life.”My heart softened. I was just relieved to know that this wasn’t a whim and that my best friend was contented and happy. "That's what I like to hear. Then of course you have my blessings," I told him. "G
BASTARD IN A SUIT 49: PRIVATE JET
MAXIMILIAN'S POVI stood there staring at her while she looked at me with a sly smile. She had a bag pack slung over one shoulder. She opened her mouth to answer me but was interrupted when Meredith strolled past me and up to her. "Blake," Meredith called her name. "What are you doing here?""It's a long story," Blake answered. "But I can tell you guys when we're on the plane.""Wait! You're coming with us?" Meredith squealed. "Yes, I am."I grunted, she must be the daughter of my father's business associate. Why did it have to be her? Life was fucked up sometimes. "Let's go then, we're running a little behind," I groaned. I headed on the craft, gritting my teeth and clenching my fists. This was gonna be the longest six hours of my life.******An hour in, Blake and Meredith couldn't stop talking. It was like they'd known each other forever. I felt awkward like I was the third wheel, and I didn't like feeling that way. This was my jet. They were my guests, and I'd be damned if I wa
BASTARD IN A SUIT 50: PAPARAZZI
MEREDITH'S POVTrees and deserted roads whisked by as the limousine drove us to the McTavish mansion. I was nervous to say the least and neither Blake nor Max uttered a peep for the forty-five minutes it took us to arrive at the house. My first glimpse of the estate came into view as the limo crested the hill of a sloping road. I wasn't prepared for what would happen next. A horde of people stood by, barring the view of the gated walls. "For fuck's sake. What's this?" Max finally spoke. He grabbed his cell phone and made a call. "Hello, Arnold, it's Maximilian. I've arrived, and the limo is being blocked off by a sea of paparazzi. What are they doing here?"I didn't know the phone was on speaker until I heard the heavy bass of Arnold's voice coming through the phone. "Mr. Max, I'm afraid they are waiting for you. Word got out that you are seeing someone new, so they're here to get a glimpse of your lady friend."Shit! All of this for me? I wasn't one for the limelight. The limo bum
BASTARD IN A SUIT 51: THE MCTAVISH ESTATES
MEREDITH'S POV Max’s kiss left my lips tingling as we were ushered on the property. The sound of the roaring crowd of paparazzi faded as we moved forward. I gazed up at the mansion with fascination. It was a modern-looking building painted in pearl white, which caused the building to glow in the sunlight. It took us fifteen minutes to walk the driveway and reach the house. The cobbled walkway was painted in yellow with pink and white roses lining the edges. My eyes couldn't figure out what was making the windows glisten like that. Diamonds, maybe? My views then moved to the brass-studded door, and written above it in gold and gems were the words; MCTAVISH ESTATES, in bold letters. As we walked up the stone-flagged path to that huge front door, I noticed Blake watching me. "You and Max, huh?" She mouthed, falling into step with me. She took my hand as we strolled along behind Max. Blake had a good few inches on me, so I had to tilt my head to look up at her. She was ver
BASTARD IN A SUIT 52: THIS IS MY ROOM
MAXIMILIAN'S POVI was tired, and I just wanted to get this weekend over with and done. I strolled around the back where the pool was and saw mom and dad lounging. My dad noticed me first. He greeted me with a beaming smile as he stood up for a hug. "Look who's here," he said, squeezing my shoulders tightly."It's good to see you, dad." I returned his enthusiasm. I was truly happy to see him. "Oh Max! Max, my baby!" Mother got excited. She practically pushed dad aside so she could get her hug. "Oh I missed you so much," she sniffled, squeezing me so hard I thought my lungs would collapse. "Come now, woman. This is a reunion, not a funeral, so there will be no crying," dad chuckled. "Shut up, you old fart," Mom scolded him, pulling away from me so she could slap him with her sombrero. "Come here, and I'll show you who's an old fart," dad grinned, grabbing mom by her wrist and pulling her into his chest. He sniffed her hair before he began kissing her neck. It was too early for thi
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