***ZANE'S POV***I was in a fucking mafia meeting when I saw the videos start popping into my phone. I got confused as to why Sinner was sending me videos.It was unlike him. "Excuse me, gentlemen," I excused myself as I stood from the large table we were hosting the meeting. I made my way to the balcony and started opening the videos. One after the other, I watched how London mouthed Sinner, being excessively rude to him. I frowned as I opened several more of the shorts. I rang his phone and once he didn't pick up when I insisted, it showed me he wasn't available. But that was fucking hours ago. I had my reasons to be frightened, but before I could call, Sinner's name popped up on the bar as he started calling me. "Shit! Where is she, Sinner? I asked you to put her on the phone and since then, I haven't heard a sound from you," I blurt out. I strolled farther down the balcony, grazing my hand on the gold railings, letting the smooth metal cool down my brain. "Sh
***LONDON'S POV***I knew I was playing with fire but I didn't know how deep it was fucking going to burn me. With Zane, one can never know how deep it runs but right now, Michael seems to be some sort of distraction to me. His dog, Jase, is at the back and I hadn't even had the time to pet his fur with sweetness. Michael had pulled me towards the booth so that he could give feed to me. "Fuck, the chocolate eclairs are sweet, mouth warming and so delicious. I love it," I mutter as a big chocolate patch stains my nose. "I am glad that you love it," Mike says. I don't notice anything is wrong, how the fuck will I when I was having a good time with Michael? I wonder. "Why are the people outside?" one of Mike's people asks. "People?" Mike yelled as he stood. Before I could process what was going on, I watched it unfold like a movie scene. Zane fucking Vincenzo stomped into the bakery with about fifteen men in tow behind him. "Oh, Sweet Jesus," I cry out as I turn towa
***ZANE'S POV***I am exhausted when it comes to London. The woman makes a lot of thoughts go through my mind. As she stands in front of me, I watch her soft eyes watching me. At first, she has this fear in her eyes and when she speaks I have the urge to take a step back. "Will you strike me, Zane?" she asks her tongue tipping out and touching her lips with it. "I will never hit you, London. Never. But it wouldn't stop the fact that you wouldn't get punished," I state, making sure that she hears. London nods her head. I was frightened when I heard her shouting her lungs out that there was a snake in the shrubs, I don't ever want to lose her, but if she thinks she will slide punishment, then, she has a whole lot waiting for her. "I asked you to open the door when you hid yourself and you refused. I counted to ten and you didn't budge. Rather, you helped your boyfriend escape," I call out. "Michael is not my boyfriend, Zane," she states. "What is he to you then? I watc
***LONDON'S POV***I don't have time to catch my breath because Zane rolls me off the bed and into the bathroom. He places me on the sink while he cleans himself. Taking a damp towel, he cleans me off. When we return to his room, he puts his t-shirt over my head, It is an oversized one and I don't mind the least. As he puts on his boxer briefs on me, he slams my ass a little. I am ashamed to say it but anal sex with Zane hits differently. The man is built differently, in fact, everything about him is just structured in a whole new way. "Go downstairs and apologize to Sinner, now," he orders. I've got instant tears rolling down my cheeks as I feel uneasy about it. When I stay, Zane swirls his head at me, looking as if it would break me. "London?" he calls out fiercely."I don't want to," I choke out on my words. There is no reason why I shouldn't be polite to Sinner, they are set to respect me, and I even feel guilty. "Don't be a brat, go now, I have to answer this cal
***ZANE'S POV***I have to admit that London's sandwiches are one of the best that I have ever eaten. As I grab my second one from the plate, I catch contact with her eyes and I wink at her. Her cheeks brighten as she blush profusely. I love seeing those pink shades on her, it makes me feel alive. "What happened to the fucker?" I ask, turning my head to look at Reaper. He blows air from his mouth before replying, "The bastard ran away through an underground wall. The bakery is on shut down and everyone has evacuated the shop," he explains. I feel London tense up. Although she had made two sandwiches each for the men, she hadn't eaten any. She was so selfless and it came naturally to her. I ignore her as I fire my next question. "Want to talk about why you went there, London?" I ask gently. "Michael is my friend. He offered me a job at his place, I had accepted it and I would be working there. I don't know if my job still sticks because you have fucking destroyed i
***LONDON'S POV***It has been one week since the incident at the bakery. Since I passed out in Zane's kitchen after he punished me. We haven't said anything too personal to one another. He hasn't touched me, looked at me, or done anything to make me doubt that we are on talking terms. I have met Micah and he seems to keep drowning in debt. Also, Zane doesn't trust me enough to let me go. Manipulating my cell phone is harder than I thought. Skipping to the room upstairs every now and then is a big challenge because I risk getting caught. Zane walks into the room as I am putting my hair in a ponytail. I am already dressed. "Going somewhere, little girl?" he asks warmly. "Yes. To have a run. I need my legs stretched out a little," I smile as I use my scrunchy to secure my hair at the back of my head. From the mirror, I could easily see Zane's mind working something out, that is crazy because this is actually the first time I am going out for a run and it is also the
***ZANE'S POV***I rode to the club anger puffing throw my ears, I had to kick myself to focus on the road, but as I walked into the club, my men knew what was up. Reaper joins me in my office. "Boss!" he calls out as I sit on the chair and he closes the door behind me. I pour half a glass of whiskey and down everything down in one gulp. "London is a liar. I confronted her, can you fucking believe she was going to run? Something she never does and when I tell her about the money, she tries dodging to the door. Bundles of money fall from her body," I explain. I pour another glass of whiskey but I swirl the amber liquid, watching it move from side to side, too fucking weak to drink it. "That's dangerous, isn't it? Tell me you didn't kill her, boss," Reaper said his eyes widening. "Hell no! She is alive. At least, that was how I left her at home, alive and untouched," I say. I wasn't going to count the few spankings she received on her round soft bottom. She deserves
***LONDON'S POV***The loud horns of a car jolted me as I blinked rapidly, trying to figure out where I was. It took a few seconds to find out because the fog in my head had cleared out enough for me to see the reason. New York, that's where the sign over the shed said. The bus had stopped at the bus station and everyone was scurrying out of it. I had slept throughout the journey and right now, I was hungry and still very tired. "Home!" I breathed out as I pushed out of the bus, I boarded a cab to a restaurant first.Ordering my food, I take it home. It wouldn't be a one-time meal, but that would do. I walked into my former apartment and the smell of musk hit my nostrils, I wrinkled them in an annoying fashion. The door wasn't broken at least, I am thankful, but it was locked. I missed my old house, I wonder if anyone had looked for me? The diner I worked for had probably found someone else to replace me. If I am going to stay in town, I will have to look for an
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