***ZANE'S POV***I swear I will kill that dickhead that hurt London. I saw it. I saw the belt stripes on her body. I don't know why I hadn't noticed it before, maybe I was too high from our lovemaking, besides, she hasn't been staying that long with me. I start cleaning London's wound, I need to make sure that she is alright. Taking off the bandage from her wound was a big challenge, she squeaked and squealed and I felt hurt for her. "You still don't want to tell me who hurt you, London?" I ask gently making small talk. London doesn't respond, she is mute and silent as if I am touching sensitive matters in her life. "London?" I call out gently placing my index finger and thumb on her chin. I pinch it up so that she can look at me. She averts her eyes. "No, Zane, I don't want to talk about it," she says. I would not pressure her but I hope Micah finds out who hurt her sister. "Does Micah know?" I ask hoping she replies to me. At the mention of her brother's name, I
***ZANE'S POV***"Why do I need protection? Why do I need a babysitter and where the fuck are you going to?" London asks, rushing over her words. Oh yes, she must have heard a lot more than I think. I scowl at her. "You don't eavesdrop on me," I tell her. It is for her own protection. The cops wouldn't hurt her if she doesn't know anything about my business. She has to learn that, and it is evident she will learn the hard way. Not today, of course. I start walking back to the kitchen, I am about to walk past London when she steps on my way blocking my path. I know this encounter wouldn't end well. "London," I warn. "Answer me, Zane," she spits out angrily. This little human, she is so beautiful when she is angry. But right now, I don't want her to be a brat. I wouldn't resist punishing her. I might not have hurt her yesterday when I spanked her in my car because I used my hands, but she would have something else today if she dares me. I try walking past London aga
***LONDON'S POV*** I do the naked shame up to Zane's room, my buttocks is on fire. I feel so weak and I cry all the way to his room. Zane is a beast, I have seen what he can do with his hands, and now, he used a spatula on me.I feel my cheeks moistened with more tears, I know I shouldn't cry again, I should obey Zane's orders but he is just so hard to resist that it hurts. I walk into Zane's bedroom and rush to his closet. I pick a new pair of black boxers and a blue shirt. I slip them on. I find a pair of black sweatpants and slide them up on my legs. When the edges scratch the lines of my bottom, a fresh wave of pain crashes through me. I burst into tears. I have never felt so alone in my entire life. Life with Oliver had not been roses, but I think I will prefer living in his hell, that is the kind of pain I can bare. I know that I can live through it. With Zane, the pain doubles, it is shameful, like a punishment for submission. Each of Zane's strokes had be
***ZANE'S POV***It is settled, London Jameson will be the death of me. Fuck! I sit in front of her at the back of the eatery we have gone to. The side booth has this beautiful view of the outside, London can't help staring at the vehicles as they pass by. "Zane?" London's soft voice pierces my ears. Since we left home, London has been actively avoiding me. I don't want her to fear me in a bad way, but right now? I guess I will let her be. "Yes, little girl," I reply as I pick up the menu. London had been scrolling the pages, but she seems confused. "I still want a blueberry pancake," she musters. I raise my brow in question before understanding dawns on me. I was going to make her breakfast this morning. I don't do that for anyone, but with London, the need to please her is so strong. A low guttural groan leaves my throat. "Order as many as your stomach can support then," I tell her smiling sweetly at her. "Yes! Thank you, Daddy Zane," she mutters before lifting
***ZANE'S POV***I have to control myself before I crash the car on a nearby tree. I can't believe that London will pull at every goddamn string in my body and I wouldn't punish her until now. I pull into the parking lot at The Clay's House and stop the car's engine. I need to think and breathe in as well. If I have this situation under control, I wouldn't hurt London. For now, u have to let her stew on her words, the ones she has to give me as answers to what just happened back there. "Get the fuck out of the car," I tell her as I remove my seatbelt and go for the door. I make it around before London can reach her car handle, I pull her by the hair and out of the car. "I said you should get the fuck out of the car," I bark. London whimpers in pain as she grabs my hand and scratches it. I don't let go of her. I pull her towards the shop before releasing her. She cries out but stables her footsteps. Inside the mall, I move her to the clothes area. "Pick out as
***LONDON'S POV***I rush upstairs, adrenaline spiking through my body, fueling me to move faster as I head around the house. I can't believe Zane didn't let me orgasm before he asked me to start running so that he can chase me. The bastard. As I run aimlessly, I notice my breath is too heavy, I have to calm the fuck down because after the two minutes are over, Zane would find me in a blink of an eye. "Come on, London, you can do this," I prompt out, hyping myself. I take out my extra large slippers and carry them with me, I climb through the three stairs in Zane's ridiculously large mansion. I hate how sweaty I am, not to imagine how tired my kegs feel already. "Damn it!" I screech out. From somewhere far behind me, I hear Zane call out in his dark hoarse voice. "Ready or not, I am coming, Little human," Zane says laughing fiercely. 'Fuck nooo! I am not ready yet,' I say mentally as I rush farther up the stairs. I spot a joined closet room, and without thinking, I s
***ZANE'S POV***I look at London's petite body as I take off my clothes, she is sobbing, and I am going to fuck her. She pulls her knees upward, exposing her little pink pussy to me. "Who owns that pussy?" I ask her as I sit in her heat, she is so welcoming. "You, Daddy," she murmurs. "Beg. I want you to beg me to fuck this sweet little pink pussy of yours," I say stroking the cap of my dick through the length of London's slit. She opens her mouth to a chest rumbling moan. "Oh, Zane, please... I want you," she mutters whimpering softly. I know that she wants me, and that is why I don't hesitate to penetrate her. She moans, and I look at her. "I am going to be hard with you," I say rubbing one of her nipples. "Fuck me like your whore," London spits out, lifting her hips and brushing even more on my cock. "You are a greedy thing, aren't you?" I say teasingly. She doesn't have the time to reply because I start thrusting into London's honeypot. Unlike a while ag
***LONDON'S POV***I sit at the dining table and watch how Zane dishes out a big portion of the turkey from the tray on the dining table. He had said he didn't know how to cook, but the dude must have had extra YouTube channel classes because the aroma from the meal was so good. He added potatoes to my plate before placing them before me. "Good appetite, Little human," Zane says dropping a quick kiss on my forehead. "Thank you," I mutter gracefully. Caleb serves himself after Zane had done so, and we eat in silence. After the meal, I opt to clean the dishes while Zane moves with Caleb to the living room, speaking together in hush voices. I know that something is up with Zane. I don't know if it is usual that Caleb joins in for dinner every other day in a week for a meal but this isn't like any other day, and I haven't been here long to know that. I know what Zane said about eavesdropping, but I was utterly shocked when he even accepted that I clean the dishes w
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