***LONDON'S POV***I wake up to a room that is spinning and I am very confused about how I got here. This is the bedroom I share with Zane, but when I slept, I was in Micah's little bedroom in the slums of town. The warmth of the room feels me, it warms me and I feel cool about it. My forehead hurts and as I slide down from the bed, I feel all the blood leaving my body, rushing to my head in a split second. I fall to the ground, my face turning green and my stomach churning with disgust. The bedroom door slams open and I see a worried-looking Zane walk across the room to me, all humor has left his face. Was there ever anything to be happy about? I wondered. “Ouigghh!” I make a vomiting sound as I manage to cover my mouth with my hands. It wouldn't help if I didn't make it to the bathroom on time. “Easy, Little girl, Daddy is here now,” Zane says as he breaks into a run, sweeps me into his arm, and strides to the bathroom. My head is down the bathroom pot as I puck. It
***ZANE'S POV***My face brightens up as I watch the little fetus on the screen. While London was asleep, I made my men bring in the machines that were needed for my office. It might not have been complicated, but it had cost a small fortune. I don't care, as long as what I want is being able to happen. Like this scene in front of me, I feel London's face split into a heartwarming smile. “I love this,” I hear London say beside me. “Me too,” I reassure her. A few pics are taken, and printed out. Dr. Tom hands it over to me and I shake his hand as I walk him towards the door. After settling him off, he tells me how he wants London to take her drugs. “In case of any complications, you can call me,” Dr. Tom says. “Thank you,” I say watching him slide into his car. Micah stands beside me as I stare at the doctor's leave. “I want to appreciate you for all you do for London,” Micah murmurs scratching his head. “I will do anything for her, but that doesn't exclude
***ZANE'S POV***The moment I walked into the house, I knew something was off. “Micah?” I call out. He had told me he was going out to run an errand. Reaper wasn't at home, and London was supposed to be sleeping. “London? Are you home?” I demand as I take the stairs twice at a time, entering the bathroom. I see London standing by the window. It is wide open and fear churches my heart. “Get down. Fuck! Get down,” I shout out as I rush towards her, practically dragging her out of the window. She looks frightened at first and when she notices it is me, she frowns. “What the heck, Zane? I was just admiring the flowers, they seem to have blossomed from the last time I saw it,” she says staring at me. I bite my tongue, holding back everything I want to tell her. “I don't want you looking outside the window, not even standing near the door,” I instruct. Her brows pile up in confusion as she stares at me. “Why?” she asks. “You must not question me, just do as you are to
***ZANE'S POV***I place tender kisses over London's face, she squeals beneath me and I break the kiss, staring at her. “We are supposed to be having a pillow fight, not…” she stutters, finding it hard to continue her sentence. I kiss London tenderly, so much that when she comes up for air, she is grasping my neck and pulling me downward. “I prefer using my tongue to shower love on you,” I mouth. “And the movie?” she demands. “No horror movie, baby girl, but we could binge-watch a romance movie?” I ask and she melts farther beneath me. “My pussy hasn't recovered from your adventure earlier,” she says, making it sound like I was the aggressor. “Come on, young woman, you are the one who had your slick beauty over me when I woke up,” I complain and London laughs. It sounds healthy to my ears and I admire her as she pauses to stare at me. When I roll my eyes, she burst out laughing harder. “Wait until I give you something to moan about, then, I will see how you will la
***ZANE'S POV***"You need to keep your head low, I will go get Micah, and together, we live," I explain. London is fully awake now, she is cold, thus, I wrap a t-shirt around her, helping her into comfy shorts. "I will call for backup, but we need to leave, especially when we don't know who we have outside," the words leave my lips as I put on some clothes too. When the bullets stop, I pull London by the arm and she complies. Downstairs, I notice two of my men on the ground. I block London from seeing them. "What is the matter?" London's little voice sounds behind me. "Nothing you should see. This way," I order dragging her behind me. "Micah?" London calls out when we pull into his quarters. "Hey! I heard the bullets. What do we do?" he asks his eyes bright with anger. "We try to reach the garage. They would burn us in here if we didn't try to escape," I say frowning. "Hum! Go ahead, I will avert them," as the words leave Micah's lips, London starts whimpering, he
***LONDON'S POV***I stay by Micah's side while the doctor checks him out. My heart keeps pounding whenever he groans or tries to escape the needle. He had sustained a bullet wound and from what the doctor said, was shallow. I don't care, this has to do with my brother and I am overprotective. "We need to leave him to rest. In case of anything, a couple of painkillers should help him out if he is in pain," the middle-aged man says as he wipes his hands clean on a white towel. Streaks of Micah's blood remain on it and although I do my damnest best to ignore that, my brain had a mind of its own. Leaving Micah to nap, I go in search of Zane. He is in the office, and I hear voices coming from inside. When I knock and enter, they hush down to silence."Hey baby, I was having a conversation with Reaper, if you would excuse us for a second," Zane says, a strained smile pulled across his lips. Instantly, I shake my head in negation, taking a stubborn stance. "No, Zane. I want
***ZANE'S POV***I don't care if London is leading me on or not, but I will teach the little slut that she doesn't have to compare me to her stupid friend ever again. "Is this what you want? Being treated like the whore you are?" I ask, securing my hand around her neck and adding pressure to it. London's blonde curls waver on her head, making her a doll. "Yes, Daddy. Please," she begs as she pushes her hands in front of her, forming a forte and using her body to push forward, giving her closure. The right amount of space needed to crowd her ass without slipping my cock into it. "If you wanted me, you should have just asked for sex, not act like a brat. Now, you are in trouble," I blurt out. "Ougph, Daddy. I love being in trouble," London says. I had to throw my head behind and breath fresh air because what I was having was intoxicated by my wife's fragrance. Despite the shock we just had, having to survive men who wanted to kill us, she still has a mind to talk dirty
***LONDON'S POV***It has been a week since I had that conversation with Zane at his office. He hasn't touched me since then, I haven't offered or made any advances toward him. But I do miss Zane a lot. I miss the way he would kiss me and make sure I was alright. That aside, I miss the hot sex we randomly had. Just thinking about it made me wet. As I blow out a gentle air out of my mouth, I look at myself. I was alone on my bed, just like I was most of the nights when I went to bed. It is like Zane was actively avoiding me. I had a guard at each turn of the house, especially now that Zane is certain Michael and his goons are in town. "Until it is saved, I am keeping my wife behind lock and key," he had said when I had brought it up. Since then, the distance has really grown between us. Huffing, I make annoying sounds with my mouth as I allow my fingers to travel down my panties. I touch needy pussy fumbling with it. When I cum, I relax with my hands on my side, slee
He smiles and gives my bottom lip a suck. “I think you can take whatever the fuck I want to give you, sweet girl,” he teases, circling his hips again so he’s hitting my clit with every teasing thrust. He pulls my hair harder, giving me a delicious mix of pain and pleasure, pushing me so close to the edge I swear I can taste the powerful orgasm that’s only seconds away.“Please,” I beg. “I need to cum, Damon. I’m going to go crazy if I don’t.”He brings one hand down to cup my tit, giving my nipple a hard enough pinch to make me gasp. “My sweet little tease,” he says, giving my bottom lip a not-so-gentle bite. “Cum around my cock, baby. Let me see how much you love it when I spread you wide.”He starts to fuck me harder, making it impossible for me to do anything except hang on and try to remember to breathe. Each hard thrust sends another rush of pleasure through me, and when I start to cum, he pinches my nipple harder and brings his mouth back to mine, swallowing my screams with a hu
My heart races at his words and my pussy is so wet, I know there’s a large, growing wet spot on my shorts. “That’s exactly what I want. Breed your naughty little virgin, Damon. Make me yours.”“Fucking hell,” he groans, reaching down to grab onto my hips and flip me over. He runs his large hands over my body, roughly pulling off my shirt and yanking my shorts off so I’m naked and face down on his bed. He grabs onto one ass cheek, giving it a hard squeeze. “Get ready for some pain, baby,” he says, before giving me a hard enough smack to have me squealing and tensing up in surprise.“That hurt!” I yell, glaring at him over my shoulder, my ass cheek still stinging from the spank.He laughs and winks at me. “It’s a punishment, baby. It’s supposed to hurt.” He gives my other cheek a hard smack. “How else will you learn not to be such a little teasing brat?”My ass feels like it’s on fire, and when he spanks me again, I grip the bedding tightly and try to wiggle away.“Oh no you don’t,” he
“God, your tits are amazing,” I growl, watching as my cock slides in between them, coating her skin until she’s glistening with my precum.“Just wait until you feel how tight my pussy is,” she says, giving me a wink.“God, you’re such a wicked little girl,” I groan, fucking her tits faster. I desperately want to cup her other tit and press them together while I fuck her, but there’s no way in hell I’m letting go of her wrist. She wants to touch me, so I’m not going to let her. I just squeeze the one tit I’ve got and fuck her harder, loving the soft moans she’s making.Even though I’m not fucking her tight pussy and giving her exactly what she wants, she’s still panting and moaning and rocking her hips, and I know she’s so fucking desperate to cum she can barely stand it.“You like me fucking your tits?” I ask, thrusting against her even harder.“Yes,” she moans, leaning her head down to run her tongue over my head every time it gets close enough.“Fuck,” I groan when she manages to ge
“Holy fuck,” I whisper as I watch a video of Addison fucking herself in her bed.She looks sexy has hell, and the way she’s moaning and pinching her nipple has me wishing my lips were wrapped around her right this fucking second, teasing her hard nipple with my tongue and teeth while she whimpers beneath me. Her small hand is fucking herself in a fast, needy rhythm, and the sounds, good god, the sounds of her wet pussy are enough to almost send me over the edge. When she starts to cum, she looks right into the camera and moans my name.I’m stunned and more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life. Spent and satisfied, she gives the camera a cute smile and blows me another kiss.“How long are you going to make me fuck myself while I fantasize about you? My little pussy aches for you, Damon. Please give me what I need and make me feel better.”Her sexy plea has my head spinning. Before I can even think about what to do about this, I start the video again and grab my cock, jerking off to
“Are you okay?” I ask, giving him an innocent, sweet smile.“I’m fine,” he says, taking a drink of water. He looks at my mom as he brings his hand under the table to grab onto my foot. “This is really delicious, Mary.”“I’m so glad you like it. You’re welcome for supper anytime. I know it’s hard for you bachelors to get decent meals sometimes.”He smiles and grips my foot tighter, warning me to stop. I wiggle my toes and press harder, sliding my foot up his thigh until I feel a very large cock under my foot.“Wow,” I say in a breathy rush before I can stop myself.Damon looks like he’s biting back a laugh while my parents look at me like I’ve lost my mind.“This spaghetti is just really good, Mom. I mean, wow.”I know my face is beet red, but there’s nothing I can do about it. He loosens his grip on my foot, and I immediately start to explore. I knew he must be big, but this feels huge, like crazy huge! I have to force myself to keep eating and behaving normally and not like I’m feeli
Author's NoteNEW TEASER STORY. ENJOY READERS. BELIEVE ME, IT'S ONLY SPICE AND NO PLOT. TEACH ME A LESSONADDISONI tell myself that I need to stop staring, that it’s a huge invasion of privacy and putting me so far into stalker territory that I may neverfind my way out again, but no matter what the rational part of my brain screams at me, I just keep staring. I can’t look away from the hard, sweaty body that’s punching the living hell out of the heavy bag hanging up in his garage.My new neighbor is the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on and more than twice my age. He’s an MMA fighter and has the body to show for it. When I found out he’d moved in, I’d taken to spying on him. I know it’s wrong, but that doesn’t stop me or make me want him any less. Besides, I’m eighteen now, so it’s not like something couldn’t happen between us. I just need to give him a kick in the ass apparently. So far, he’s ignored all my flirty looks and half-naked outfits.While I plan my next move, I keep my
***ZANE'S POV***When I had walked out to check on the women by the pool, I hadn't expected to see Dante crawling right into the water. The ladies hadn't noticed it. But he is fine now, I have the day saved. As I watch London dress into bumo shorts and a hoodie, she looks sexy, considering beneath that hoodie is her small bump growing already. Inside the car, I am the one driving and London is fidgeting beside me, her hands twisting uncomfortably on her thighs. "Why do I feel like this is going to be something bad?" she asks more to herself. "You don't get punished for almost drowning my son," I spit out.She gasps, and then use the back of her hands to wipe the rogue tears spilling down her cheeks. "If you don't stop crying, I will give you a reason to," I mouth out to her and she snifes. "Sorry, Zane," she says. I had left her to cool down my burning energy, I need her to understand that not being conscious as a parent would make her lose her baby, and she would be even more
***ZANE'S POV***If I thought disciplining London wouldn't want me wanting for more, then I am a fucking liar. Fuck, my cock will soon burst it's nuts in my boxers if I don't get some kind of relief from my wife. Her pussy is a deep shade of red and as she looks at me softly, I know I fucking have to come over and kiss her delicious cunt. "It tastes so good. Open wider for Daddy," I brag out gently. London widens her legs and I fuck her to stupor. Crying gently, she wiggles her butt equally, wanting me to get a deeper penetration with her. "Zane! Oh! Owwww!" she cries out and I frown at her. She has taken out the gag from her mouth. "Should I feel your mouth with my cock before you shut your mouth?" I back out the question. Embarrassment clothes her features before she shakes he head, refusing what I had just said."I'll be a good girl, Daddy, please, fill my pussy with your cock," she begs. I don't replace the gag, but I stuff two fingers into her pussy while I
***LONDON'S POV***"Good girl, that is it, you take my cock so well, open wider," Rio barks out at Mia. I've never been so turned on before. When I feel Zane's hand slips into my folds, I gasp but he doesn't even show a sign if remorse as he notices how wet I am. Mia is gurgling over her man's huge dick in her throat and I am here getting off with Zane's fingers in my pussy. "You like that don't you? That's what you are, my little whore and I can use any holes in your body because they belong to me, all mine, little slut," he says more degrading words to Mia. When he fucks her harder, I watch in shock as her hands wrap around his waist and he fucks her throat with vigour.When he starts shaking, I feel Zane's finger rub harder against my clit and then, I shiver as I start cumming.Rio splashes his cum all over his wife's face as promised and I squirt out on the table. Zane looks down at me and I shut my eyes in humiliation. Double degradation. The men have a strong game an