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2024-07-27 23:56:16
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Tristin“ Why are you—mad at me now? ” She croaks, her wrists struggling beneath my tight grip.Realizing it, I release her and grab her hips instead. Her hands drop to my shoulders and shake slightly.“ Tristin… ”I swallow, not saying anything. How do I even begin to tell her that her ex-husband is sending me pictures of their naked bodies pressed together, threatening me with them, and making sure my hands remain tied?I…She put me in this position. But I can’t bring myself to tell her the truth or get her involved. Lost in my thoughts, I almost miss it when a knock sounds on the door. But she does.“ Tristin, someone is here. Hurry up, get off me. ” Grace squeals.My lips twitch as I push myself up, and look down at her, spread on my desk, my cum dripping down her hole, and my cock still inside her. The sight is enough to get me hard again.The door behind me opens. She sits up and hides her face in my chest. The anger inside me melts as I realize she still seeks me for protecti
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TristinShe has no idea what’s going through my head. The more I take from her, the more I need. It’s an endless need, an itch that can never get scratched completely. And when she looks at me with those wide, innocent eyes, as if she is not the reason I am being dragged through hell, my control snaps again.I focus on her body trembling beneath me, on her breath hitching as I shove inside her without warning, on the way her slick pussy clenches around me in desperate protest.I do not give her time to adjust. I do not give her time to breathe.A strangled moan escapes her throat as I grip her thighs, spreading her wide on my desk, leaving her no room to escape. Her nails scratch against the desk, trying to find some spot to hold, trying to ground herself as I slam into her over and over again. Her back arches, but I do not slow down. I cannot.She has finally done this. She made me like this.My jaw tightens, my fingers digging into her inner thighs. Her body shudders beneath my p
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TristinMy gaze lands on her long legs, clad in a black pencil skirt. Then, lift to a white silk blouse that hugs her figure, highlighting her boobs that have grown bigger after giving birth to our son.“ Tristin… ” She calls my name, a little too squeaky.My gaze snaps up to meet her innocent black eyes, and I freeze. If I just look into her eyes…I will forget about the pictures, about the sting in my bones, and the anger in my blood.But the moment I focus on her nervous smile, her soft lips…I am pulled back into the spiral of memories. The marks on her body, the face in the pictures, the scent on her…It’s all too much.“ What are you doing here? ” I inquire, my voice louder and harsher than I intended.Her smile drops. She flinches and pauses, unsure of what she should do.I notice the way her shoulders drop, her hands shake, her mouth opens and closes as if she is trying to find the right thing to say…The sense of self-loathing rises inside me. I want to punch myself in the face
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TristinI stare at the pictures lying on my desk as Luca continues. “ He is doing this to rile you up. He wants to drive a wedge between you and Mrs. Roberto. ”I tilt my head and try to take my eyes off them, but I can’t. It’s one thing to know the truth but it’s another to appease a man’s ego with it.I know Grace has done nothing wrong. Yet, the man in me feels wounded every time I am forced to see her in another man’s arms in some fucked up pictures.I pick up the first picture and stare at her peacefully sleeping face. The blanket is pulled down to her bare upper chest, and his arm is snaked around it. He is hugging her from behind, holding her as close as he can.I let it drop from my fingers and glance at the other one. He didn’t forget to have someone click a picture of them having lunch—Alone.Curling my hands in a fist, I take my eyes off the similar pictures and look out the window. The clouds are rumbling. It’s about to rain.“ Boss, you shouldn’t— ”“ He is not trying to
