***ZANE'S POV***I know I just have the right amount of time with London before I have to face reality, thus, I make every minute special. "Not so fast, little girl. I want a longer kiss," I mouth grabbing her throat and squeezing it gentler, and when she scratches my hand, signaling that it is enough, I comply, shifting my hand from her neck. "I'm not near done with the things I want to do to you, London," I swear out following her to the bed and climbing in. London is already ordering home delivery and her cheeks flush at the mere thought of it. "Zane, hush! They can hear you," she cries out, her cheeks darkening in colors and the smile that stretches out my features is one to note as predatory. "Come here, now," I bark out the order, and London skimpers towards the bed and slides in beside me. "Excess cheese and pepperoni on one, and mushroom with excess diced bologna on the other. The extra toppings are a must, please," she finishes, not forgetting her manners
***ZANE'S POV***As usual, having sex with London is the best thing to ever have happened to me. We relax, ourselves and then, London falls asleep in my arms. We still have the problem of knowing what to do with Richie Antonov, but I am not ready to tackle that right now. The son of a bitch would be kept waiting, not knowing what blow will hit and it ha that anxiety I want him to rot in when I finally decide to heave my energy in him and hit him squarely. I know a turf war is bound to occur, but I will fight it with all my men raiding the streets for Antonov's men and killing them. They need to know that if they ever want to retaliate, it would bring a massive street war and they wouldn't win for shit. "Daddy?" London's melodious voice rings out in my head and I look down at my perfect wife. "Good morning, little girl," I say softly and her eyes crinkle, closing for a bit. I go down to Dante's room, allowing his momma to sleep for a little while. We have a doctor's
***LONDON'S POV***I feel light headed when I open my eyes just after I felt them go dizzy. "Are you okay, London? Do you need any help?" Zane's voice fills my ears and I shake my head, sighing as I snuggle farther into his body. "You zoned out of me for a minute. This isn't good," he tells me walking me into the shower and starting it. "I am sorry. Let's just bath and head to the hospital. And hour later I am at the hospital and a series of tests have been run on me. "Fatigue. Your wife needs bed rest. I am putting her on a one week bed rest where she has to be taken care of," the doctor replies. My eyes bulge with shock because I know my husband is going to see to it that I get the rest I deserve. "And the baby? Is there anything that should be done? Or avoided?" Zane asks listening keenly to what the doctor has to say. The doctor frowns a little before the creases on his forehead disappears. "No, but if she has seizures again, it would be better to bring her
***ZANE'S POV***That sneaky little creeper ass waiter was eyefucking my wife and if I say that I like it then I am lying. As the waiter leaves, entering the staff only area, I stand scraping my seat back. "Where are you going?" London aks and I look at her. "The restroom. Do you want to tag along?" I ask trying to be funny but it sounds more like a really pissed off situation. "I know you, Zane, you are going to hit that dude, you have done it before," she snickers loud. I know she is right, that is why I lower my head until she is a breathe away. I kiss her mouth teasingly, lingering just enough for her to desire me, then, I back off. London's grip on my neck is tight and she pulls me down, giving me a proper kiss. "Don't move your lips away from mine without giving me a proper kiss," she bites out flashing me her teeth. Rolling my eyes, I watch her giggle. "I'll be right back, little girl," I mouth out softly and place a kiss on her forehead before leavi
***ZANE'S POV***"I want to come with you to the club tonight," London says as I lead the way into the bedroom, her fair blonde hair twirling around, causing waves as she trots behind me. I stand in my walk in closet, pulling out the clothes I will wear for the club and wouldn't disturb me taking out Richie out. He is the last lose scroll left, once he is done with, there will be nothing else to bring a turf war unless his kins aren't good to leave the town alone. They don't belong here, this is Vincenzo territory. "Zane?" London urges when I don't reply. Turning slowly, I spare her one of my dangerous glares that is reserved for little girls. "No, baby. You need to stay at home. Watch a movie with the girls, bond with our son, I will be done and home before you figure it out," I blurts out. "This man hurt me. His sons caused me to be traumatized for a while, he hurt my husband too," she breaks out. I know this is just anger but London shouldn't get into this li
***LONDON'S POV***TWO MONTHS LATER "I need to pop this baby out of me, Mia. And don't even say I am just in my second stage in my second trimester, I would punch you," I warn her as I fix my makeup, making sure I've got my mascara in place. "I am sorry, Ma'am," she mouths and I roll my eyes at her, shooting daggers at her. "When did the men say they would be back? I miss Alex like crazy," Casey says sighing with a glass shot before her. "Tonight or tomorrow morning," Cecily says over a mug of hot chocolate. She has that addiction with her pregnancy and I roll my eyes again for the second time this evening. "I have a suggestion for us girlies," Mia says and I look around until I spot her, she walks towards us with flyers in her hands, giving each of us one of it. I glance through it. "No way. The last time we went out clubbing, I remember our men furious when they came looking for us," I say smiling sheepishly. Zane doesn't like me out there unprotected. "With
***ZANE'S POV***I was out for three nights. I had business to tend on to in Valencia and coming back to Sicily, my home is empty. Lisa had told me London went out last night, but that was all there was on the topic. Sinner didn't know they went out. I had knocked him to his ass when he gave me that lame excuse, then, my phone had started buzzing. The police of Italy had my wife and the other women with her. Drunk driving. London doesn't even fucking know how to drive well, she doesn't even have a license and now, she was in state trouble. I couldn't control my emotions when the officer passed the phone to my wife. I had just started yelling at her so much that it pissed me off. Looking at her now sobbing before me has my heart cracking. When she had refused to take the phone and talk to me, I knew I had to come out here. She would be punished. The rest of the ladies are in a bad state but that doesn't mean they wouldn't be sitting their asses down to get yelled
***ZANE'S POV***Lisa gets into the kitchen and startles to see me there with Dante. When she looks out the window, she sees Sinner there, just standing. It dawns on her that I had just witnessed what happened. "Mr. Vincenzo," she mutters in her small voice. "Get the baby upstairs, Lisa, I think you've had enough break," I tell her gently. The tears that pricks the corners of my eyes make anger rise up in me. "What is the matter, why are you sad?" I demand. "Is this where I lose my job?" her voice is barely above a whisper. I chuckle softly, it comes out offensive that I had originally planned but I brush it off when Lisa starts sobbing. "Hey, Lisa, don't cry, I am sorry for laughing at you," I say closing the gap between us and crying gently. "You aren't the reason why I am crying," she whispers. Looking over my shoulder, I spot Dante playing rather than eating his cookie. I ignore him, bringing back my attention to Lisa. "Sinner hurt you?" I demand my voice
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