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BASTARD IN A SUIT 64: FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS
MEREDITH'S POVI was breathing way too heavily as Max closed his bedroom door behind us. Why did my body have to react like this every time I was in a room alone with this man? My body tensed when he swift passed me and walked up to the closet. He opened the door and stepped inside. He shuffled around in there. I couldn't see him, but the sounds he was making in there told me he was taking off his suit. He emerged from the closet around two minutes later wearing a grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. "You have eight minutes Meredith," his rough voice sounded. He plopped on the bed with his back leaning against the headboard and his eyes straining on me. "Make them count."I took a deep breath before I spoke. "I read something online, and I wanted to hear it from you.""You g00gled me?" He smirked. "You're a smart girl and should know that not everything you read on the internet is true.""I know that," I argued. "That's why I'm here, trying to get answers.""OK then. What's the ques
BASTARD IN A SUIT 65: DICK RIDING
MAXIMILIAN'S POV"Oh Max," Meredith whispered as she arched her back and rode me like she was a jockey and I was her stallion. My toes curled, while I tried my best not to explode too soon. Her sweet little pussy was squeezing the life out of my cock. She must have been born to ride dick because she was doing it like a fucking pro. "Meredith!" I moaned. "I don't want you to stop. Keep going," I begged her. I watched her through hooded eyes as she played with her nipples while she bit down on her lips. She rocked back and forth on my shaft like she was a rider at the rodeo. I was flabbergasted when she pulled me up into a sitting position, circling her hands around my neck. She slowed down, changing the tempo. Now she rotated her waistline slowly; more sensual. She made sure to gaze into my eyes as she did this. "Oh Max, you feel so big inside of me," she moaned, throwing her head back and chewing on her bottom lip. "I'm loving how you're filling up my pussy."Her dirty talk was a
BASTARD IN A SUIT 1: KIMMY WOULD NEVER
MAXIMILIAN’S POV My meeting was a success. I finally closed that deal with Addison Corporation after five years. It wasn't an easy road, but my patience and dedication had finally paid off. I turned down celebratory drinks in the Valley with my workers so that I could have my driver take me home to my girlfriend, Kimberly. A text or phone call wouldn't suffice to share my good news with her. I wanted to do it in person. Seven hours later and I was back in my Penthouse Suite overlooking the heart of New York City. But one would think the city was experiencing a blackout if it wasn't for the lights pelting in through the enormous glass windows. “Why is it so dark in here?” I muttered under my breath, shrugging my coat off and then setting it on the rack by the door. I peeled off my shoes and flexed my tired muscles before placing my boots on the stand next to the coat rack. Undoing my cufflinks, I called out; “Kimberly.” But the sound of thunder crashing through the sky dro
BASTARD IN A SUIT 2: HOW LONG?
MAXIMILIAN'S POV "HOW LONG?” I yelled, my voice nearly breaking. Kimmy was full-on bawling, so it was Asher who answered. "A little over a year.” My heart absorbed the words upon impact. I couldn't fucking believe it. My girlfriend and my little brother. Fucking… For a year… Under my roof… While I was still fucking her. Disgust slammed into my body with the force of a tidal wave. I rushed into the bedroom, shoving both of them out of the way. My mind was spiralling and my heart was grieving. I needed to know something. I checked the floor, the bin, under the fucking bed for it. I peeled the remaining covers off the bed. My eyes darted around everywhere, but they didn't find what I was looking for. “Where is it?” I asked, the two cheaters looked at each other like I was speaking a foreign language they couldn't understand. “Where the fuck is the condom wrapper? Please tell me you at least used one.” But the looks on their faces told me otherwise. “JESUS FUCKING CHRIS
BASTARD IN A SUIT 3: SIMON
MEREDITH'S POV Tired, stressed, hungry, and depressed. These were the emotions I was living with these days. Brenda, my best friend, pulled up to my building. “No, not the front. Take me around the back,” I told her. “Mer, don't tell me you owe Mr. Smith rent again.” “OK Bren, I don't owe Mr. Smith rent,” I snickered. Brenda pulled up around the back. “How much?” She asked. “Three thousand six hundred dollars,” I sighed. “That's three months!” Brenda exclaimed. “Why didn't you tell me sooner?” “Brenda, I can't keep taking money from you. You already helped me out with food and meds for my mother. I can't keep pressuring you like this.” “Are you fucking kidding me? I am your best friend, and you and your mom had been there for me since I was eight and going through shit with my step-father. I could never repay you guys for what you did for me,” she hugged me, then she opened her purse. “This is all the cash I have on me now. Give it to Mr. Smith and tell him you'll
BASTARD IN A SUIT 4: JOHN CROW
MEREDITH'S POVI was still numb the next morning. My lips were cracked, and my throat was dry. I didn't sleep much last night, mainly because of what happened with Simon. I lost mobility for an hour or two and apart of me worried he was going to come back to my flat and have another go at me. My vagina was rubbed raw and sore. I'd been saving myself for the one and to think this was how I lost my virginity. I drank some water, then got myself ready for the hospital. I needed to take some clean clothes for my mom. She should wake up any time now since she just had her first surgery. If this didn't work, and she didn't get any better then our next stop was a heart transplant. I mustered up the strength I needed to get through the rest of the day. I just couldn't pity myself right now. So what if I was raped by my neighbour? My mother was in the hospital fighting for her life. I couldn't act selfish and think about myself now. Plus, Simon warned me he would kill my mom if I ever told
BASTARD IN A SUIT 5: JOB OFFER
MEREDITH'S POVAfter crying and feeling sorry for myself, I went back inside my mother's hospital room. “Hey cupcake.” Her voice was hoarse. “Hey mom, how are you feeling?” I smiled. “Like I could run a marathon,” she lied. Her blue eyes that once sparkled so bright was pale and tired. “Come here, honey,” she opened her arms, and I gave her a hug. She hissed when I lie on her chest. “Does it hurt?” I asked. “Yes, but not as much as seeing my only child sad. You will be OK, honey. You just finish up school and get your degree. You don't worry about little old me,” my mother insisted. She had no clue that I dropped out of school and used my remanding tuition to help with her medical expenses. “OK mom. I will.” I spent the next hour with her until the doctors put her to sleep again. I went to the women's ward and got myself washed out because Simon didn't use a condom. I explained to the nurse that I was raped, she advised me to go to the police, but I told her I'd be fine. Being t
BASTARD IN A SUIT 6: VEGAS BABY
MAXIMILIAN'S POV“Do you smell that, buddy?” Paxton sniffed the air as soon as we stepped out of my chopper. The night was hot and the air dry, making me uncomfortable. "That's the smell of booze and pussy, my friend," he grinned, patting me on the back. I snickered. I didn't feel like partying tonight or any other night for the rest of my life. Not after what Kimberly did to me. I just didn't find pleasure or happiness in things I normally liked. I told myself that those things were temporary, but money and success could last a lifetime if you were smart enough. "C'mon man, don't be a party pooper," Paxton whined. “They'll be other women. You're Maximilian McTavish for Christ's sake. Women are literally lined up to suck the fart out your ass.” His last remark made me chuckle. “See, buddy. That's the spirit. There's no place to go fuck someone out your system better than Las Vegas.” “What if I don't want to fuck her out of my system?” I grunted, bending my collar while the both of us
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