***ZANE'S POV***I walk into the bedroom and notice something is off at once. London is on the bed but she isn't how I left her. I know she has been awake but I brush that aside as I walk into the bathroom to do my business. I walk towards the sink to wash my hands and I spot the butt plug I had used on London's butt before I left her to sleep. I get angry so fast and heat burn through my face. I wash my hands and grabbing a cup of water, I walk out of the bathroom and towards London. I empty the cup to her face. She gasps, as she scrambles up, fighting to breathe.I don't give London a chance to catch her breath. Twirling my fingers through her hair, I pull her out of the bed. "Zane, what are you doing?" she cries as she tries hard to breathe. I pull her out of bed, walking towards the bathroom and to the sink where the butt plug is. "Do you want to explain why the plug is not in your sexy ass?" I ask as I give a firm smack on her ass. London cries in pain and
***LONDON'S POV***I carry the cookie tray to the table where Reaper is watching a hockey match. He looks happy and I smile at him. Zane is behind me with the coffee. "Do you want some cookies? Zane gave me," I tell him kindly. Reaper grunts but doesn't say no. I guess he isn't the chatty type. Zane disappears, so, I use this as my chance to thank Reaper for saving me. "Uhm... Reaper? Thank you for earlier," I stutter out as I focus my vision on the TV. I don't want to look at him, but from the corner of my right eye, I see him stop mid-bite, staring at me. "You don't have to thank me. That is exactly why the Boss kept me around. To stop him if he went so hard on punishing you," he says calmly. My eyes widen in shock, Zane would freaking do that? I blink the tears that were threatening to flow down my cheeks. Zane might have not meant me harm in the end at all. I know I keep pushing every damn one of his buttons but it isn't always likely to end that way, we
***LONDON'S POV***I know I should be strong while I wait for my verdict, but I can't help my shaking arms as Zane starts talking. "What happened, London?" he asks as he lifts himself from the chair, taking off his clothes. I watch him go from fully clothed to naked. I gasp at how erect his cock is, I see those strong veins there, and heat pools down my warm vagina instantly. "I... I... Uhm... Wanted more of the cookies you gave me earlier," I stuttered. "And you didn't think it wise to ask me," he says as he starts taking his shoes off. "Zane," I say but this man is so much of a distraction, he is sin, and that is something I want to continue committing. Sin. "Continue," he says as he walks towards me and makes me stand. I inhale sharply as I stand with uncertainty in my mind. He knows what he is doing to me, oh fucking yes, the man knows so well. "Tell me, London, don't make me wait," he says, taking off my clothes. I swallow past the lump that had de
***LONDON'S POV***I can't believe that Zane would fuck me without protection and feel so comfortable talking about pregnancy to me. That's crazy. As I match up the stairs, I clean myself up and put on my clothes. I slip into the bed and sleep. I wake up to a light knock on the door. I still have sleepy eyes when I make it to the door, sliding it open. I feel much better now that I have slept but I want to see Zane all of a sudden. "Hey, London," Reaper says gently. "Hi Reaper," I reply covering a yawn with my palm. Reaper gives me a curt nod as he speaks. "Zane asked me to bring you to the club at eight p.m. You would love to get dressed so that we can leave?" he asks looking at me as if to say I look indecent. "Oh, yes. Of-fucking-course, give me a few moments and I will join you downstairs," I let out as I gently close the door behind Reaper's retreating body. I can't believe that I had slept all day, I must really have been tired, thus, the result. I
***LONDON'S POV***I make it to the last stall and I find a connecting door. My smile is wide when I slip out of it and carefully close the door behind me. I know I wouldn't have a chance against Zane, so I grab the stray iron I find close to the chairs at the other end of the club. Since they were two, I knotted the door with it, locking Zane inside the women's bathroom. I rushed to the front and bolt it lock. That got Zane's attention because he tries opening the door, but gets caught by the iron rod. "London!" he bellows, his anger raging through the entire toilet. "I am sorry, Zane, but I am too scared of your punishments. My ass is still sore from this afternoon," I say quickly as I dash out into the main club, the music blaring. "London? Is anything the problem?" Reaper asks his voice having an edge of fear to it. I know I need to control my high heartbeat if not I risk being caught before making it out of here. "No... No," I say firmly as I arran
***ZANE'S POV***I fucking can't believe it has been ten hours since London left me. She fucking locked me in the women's bathroom. I thought I had an advantage on her but the little slimy queen got through my fingers and I didn't even notice it. Before I could figure out that London was gone, the crazy woman was putting an iron bar on the bathroom door. Breaking it was hard and before Reaper could have the sense to check out this way, I had to call him. Good enough a lady wanted to use the bathroom. "Where is she?" I ask Reaper and Sinner as they pace around my office. I am still at the club. I couldn't leave when I hadn't found out where London was. Well, I had a cold shower in one of the bedrooms I occupy here and changed into a new suit. I can't even imagine the things I would do to London's body once I find her. "We've searched everywhere, Boss, but we can't guess where she is," Reaper says. "What happened? She seemed to be annoyed when she walked into t
***LONDON'S POV***"What do you plan to do now, London?" I hear Michael's question as I finish eating breakfast. He picks up my plate, walking to the sink to clean it up as I dab my lips with a napkin. "I need to return home, but I don't think Zane would be happy with my little stunt," I say, my voice sounding so exasperated. He nods his head, understanding dawning on him. "I could offer you a job at my bakery if you wanted to, you know?" he says softly. "You own the place for real, Mike?" I ask my eyes softening with hope. With want. "Well, yes. But the business needs a partner, for now, I am behind the counter playing the baker and releasing treats for the neighborhood," he explains. I think it out. I really do love baking, but Zane would never accept me to work for Mike. Besides, I have done a lot to make him want to tie me in the air and leave me there. I stare at the man before me, wondering if taking up his offer is worth killing us both. "So...?" he asks,
***LONDON'S POV***My head is throbbing and the room is peach-black. I know it was morning when I woke up, but right now, I can't even figure out why I am still in bed. The entire room is drowned in darkness and as I stir, I feel a strong pair of arms around me, I shiver a little bit, and then, memories from the day come crashing into me. I was about to leave Michael's house when a group of men attacked us. I had taken a blow to my head. I move to stretch my hand to my head but I am reminded by the strong arms that lock me so well. The muscles start shifting and I know exactly who is in bed with me. ZANE!The words echo through my head, I want to cry out in shock, but I stifle that sound. If he is here with me, I know what that means, I will soon receive whatever punishment he presses down on my body, this is not going to work well, and I freaking know it. Sliding out of bed, I only get a foot down before I hear a deep throaty voice speak, scaring the hell out
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