***ZANE'S POV***I can't believe it has been forty-eight hours since London left me. I don't know what to make out of her right now. I am so fucking disappointed, it makes me really crazy just thinking about it. My entire body freezes as I get a heavy thought pass through my mind. What if London is in trouble? I wonder. I have every one of my men on the streets looking out for her. I had stormed Micah's house and he had been surprised to see me shortly after he had been in my office. I had explained the problem to him, he gets me on every part on my last nerve as he started putting the fucking blame on me. Like for real. I hated having to remove my gun and point it on him but when I did, he stopped fusing and started finding a way to help me. At first, it was just a plain idea but when the mother fucker said he had a way of contacting London, I was struck to the bone. Micah had given London a phone, that was what he had been using to communicate with his s
***LONDON'S POV***Two Weeks Later. It has been two whole weeks since I started working at the club, and I have been serving drinks. It is better than mixing vodka and tequila behind the desk. Gianna had been good to me like a boss would to their employee and the rest of the staff as well. But about three days ago, strange glares from the men entering the club would make me feel really uncomfortable, and every time I clock out of the club, I will hurry home. It feels like I have eyes on me, I don't mean it that way, but I mean, Zane looks like someone who would set men to monitor me. I haven't heard from him as well, and my chest breaks into pieces because Zane hasn't looked for me. It is not like I expected him to be here. As I put on my jacket, I take the path down the road that leads to my apartment. I still felt those eyes hovering behind me. It made me feel truly uncomfortable.Taking the alley down the block lands me on a man who is really familiar.
***ZANE'S POV***I was restless for two fucking weeks and had just received a call that London had been found.I had the money ready with me, but a small police group from New York went with us. It would've been easy if I had searched her former home before, I was so hungover that I forgot London could make it back to New York and wanted to start afresh. Two men ran out of the building from the gunshots we made towards the building. Of course, every one of my men is scared of hurting London with a stray bullet. As we rushed to the building, I saw a door slightly open and guessed the men were from there, as I hit the door with my leg breaking it, I heard the littlest, gentlest ones that were the most horrible. She will want to frustrate you to the very end, but that isn't the sight that catches me first. There was a woman on the floor. I take that back real quick. That woman was mine. London was on the floor and as I glanced at her, she looked dead. I rush out
***LONDON'S POV***My head is pounding inside when I open my eyes, I am a little disoriented as I don't know where I am, or what I can even do to make this headache stop. I remember Bamba hitting me several times after I had tried to run away from him, it hadn't been successful, so, he had broken my arm. Trying to lift my arm, I find it difficult. I force myself to open my eyes, I stop forcing when it feels like my eyes are being glued. Am I dead? I wonder. The last thing I remember is the sounds of gunshots. There had been an open fire, and surely, I must have taken a stray bullet, thus, dying in the process. As I start crying, I feel a man's hand brush my hair behind me, shifting it away from my face. Even though I couldn't see the face, I heard the words, and I could identify it. "Hush, little human, you are going to be alright. The sedative still has an effect on you," he mutters out rapidly. As much as I want to fight against the damn sedative, I don'
***LONDON'S POV***When the doctor walked into the ward, I didn't quite pick up who he was until he spoke with Zane. When his eyes moved to my face, a small smile spreading those thick lips of his, he asked,"How are you doing today?" Huffing, I reply, "Apart from when I puked, I have been cool," I mutter. He nods his head, then, clearing his throat, he forces himself to say, "It must be the pregnancy hormones taking a toll on you. Once the first semester passes, you won't have this morning sickness again," he explains.My brain stops thinking at that moment and I look towards Zane. There is a shit-eating grin on his face and there is no doubt that he isn't aware of the fact that I was pregnant. It is obvious that they found out, even before me because they had been here. Was I ready to tell Zane the truth? No! He would have known of course, but this news is like the fastest blow in mankind and the mere thought of it is ready to press me with its weight. I look at
***ZANE'S POV***I know London is hiding the truth about her kidnappers, but what I don't know is why she would keep such a piece of vital information from me. If she tells me, I will make those stupid bastards get on their knees before they even know it. All I know is two men had abducted her, the fact that she had even started working to take care of herself all this time makes me want to kill whoever employed her in the first place. She is mine to protect, and I don't accept rough energy around me more than it already is. It was Saturday and when the guys told me that they wanted to take London out and make her day special, especially since she was back home and they missed her, I accepted. What she needs is a small distraction, but if only they wouldn't jeopardize the health of my baby in her womb. I don't think I want to know the sex of the baby. No, this should be a surprise, I want to be caught aback by the little baby London is going to give birth to. Jess
***LONDON'S POV***Fine, I am the happiest woman on earth right fucking now, I can't believe that I am having sex with Zane in a cinema hall, and his men can see us if they stare, and the moans, oh, Lord! They just keep coming and they wouldn't stop for nothing on earth. "Come for me, little girl," Zane urges and I feel my legs tighten up as I cum, my entire body shaking. "Let me hear you say it again," he mouths, his lips finding my earlobes and biting on it. "I love you, Zane," I cry out to him. As the last of my desire quenches, I fell super relaxed and the rest is history. I don't return to my sit but after the movie, Zane grabs my good hand and leads me outside. There, we enter the car to his house. "I want us married legally before our baby comes to the world," he says. "I wasn't ever planning on getting married anytime soon," I say honestly. Zane growls as he pulls the car in the parking lot. As he turns to look at me, his eyes are perusing my face,
***ZANE'S POV***My cock is fucking hard, I can't believe that merely looking at a woman like London would do such a thing like that to my cock. My men are staring at her, and then at me. It is difficult to press my mind around such situations because the mere thought of simply acting out on it makes me want to go freaking mad. I stand, training my eyes on London as I approach London. My eyes pin her down and as I swirl my hand around her small waist, she seems to fit so perfectly. "I hate knowing that my men are looking at you, but I love the fact that they can't have you because you are all mine," the words slip out of my mouth as I glare at her, feasting in those ever-green eyes. "Come on, Zane, you can't say stuff like that, they are loyal to you, and all these things, they set it up for me," she says, her smile bright as she reaches out to me, cupping my cheek in his hand. "Ha ha! I love it when you make this sound like I own you," I bite out, massaging her
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