LOGIN“I’m so close, baby. Fuck, I’m coming.” “Come for me, baby. I’m so damn ready to explode too.” And she does, her pussy’s warm walls clamp all around me, and that’s exactly the amount of pressure I need to blow my load. Before I know it, we’re both howling with intense—almost blinding—pleasure. Our
“Sit on my face,” I tell her, and feel her eyes on me. “Just take off your panties and sit on my face. Let me eat you, baby.” “Vector—are you sure?” “Damn fucking sure, Liz. Just come up here and sit, and don’t you dare to take that dress off.” I want to smother myself in that gorgeous wedding dre
She frowns, glaring at me. “I told you to stop doing that. You’re gonna hurt yourself someday.” “I don’t fucking care if I get hurt while loving you. I don’t think I would ever regret that kind of pain.” She continues to glare, apparently not convinced. She shifts and starts to get up, but I’m stu
[VECTOR] I never thought this day would ever come. Not before I met Lizzy Jones. It’s all been a whirlwind, my life, that is. From the day I was born to the day I lost everything, I lived a greater part of my life in absolute fear. Fear of not being trusted, fear of not being enough, fear of not b
“It’s okay, papa. It’s all going to be okay.” When my gaze locks with Xavier for a brief second, I know I’m not the only one with a raised brow and a speechless expression. When did the kids grow up so fast? I shake my head, pulling Joey to my lap, afraid he would grow up that fast too. I mean, he
However, before she can finish what she has obviously been struggling to say, I wrap my arms around her and hug her tightly. “I know,” I smile through the tears threatening to spill any moment now. “You can stop now, though. I know for a fact that talking that much non-stop has never been your fort
[XAVIER] “Grazie a Dio, sei qui!” Aunt Alessia, who seems to be sitting in the dining room with her head in her hands, gets up and takes off in my direction the moment I walk through the Perazzo mansion doors. [Thank God, you’re here!] Dark circles shadow her eyes, and her fatigue is evident. Yet
One can hardly blame the tuxedo; Xavier’s good looks transcend all conventional boundaries and might as well be deemed illegal. His short, jet-black hair perfectly complements the striking azure hue of his eyes, creating a magnetic allure that draws you in and keeps you hooked. And those dimples! T
Timmy leans back in his chair, his brow furrowing in thought. He takes a moment before answering, his voice low and cautious. “No idea,” he begins, “Never heard of him, and that’s strange. I thought I knew most of the men working for us. Marcus hiring him is even more peculiar. Marcus used to share
But can I really drop this like it doesn’t bother me? I promised Lizzy that this place was safe for her. I gave her my word. And now with her being gone, I’m not sure how that looks. Is she actually safe, or are they just trying to calm me down? I know Uncle Diego can lie like a pro if it suits







