~Christopher’s POV~I decided to head back to our home rather than drive to her place because my house was where everything had started. Where she can see the reason why no woman has ever moved me. Where she can see, behind the mask, I make people see. Why I’ve been fucking everything that moves? I made people believe it was because of my ex-wife’s betrayal, but the truth is, part of it was. I wanted to forget everything about my lifestyle by marrying her. But did I really? No, I didn’t. I was looking for that one person who would fit my lifestyle, but I couldn’t find one. My wife does, I think. Even though she is always head-to-toe with me, she might not mind.“Is this your place?” She was the one who finally broke the silence between us.“It is, indeed,” I said as I opened and rushed to her side to open the door for her. “Shall we?” I asked as I extended my hand to her to take it as we walked in.“Sure.”We walked inside holding hands. I opened the front door and led her in. She loo
~Camila’s POV~“How many times have you practiced that position, princess?” I went completely still. He was nothing like the Chris I knew. Perhaps telling him I was aware of his secret was a mistake. I am starting to think twice now. But then, ever since that day, I have always wanted him to do to me the things I read in that sinful book. Call me crazy, but I wanted it. I looked at him and honestly answered him.“I lost count, Daddy.” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground. I’m afraid to look at him, but I can tell he’s giving me a sinister sneer.“Safe word?” What is my safe word? I’ve been looking into these things, but I’ve never come up with a safe word. I even went so far as to double-check the BDSM side at the swingers’ club to ensure that I didn’t make any mistakes. So I said the first thing that came to mind.“Stopper.” I wanted to laugh, but I knew if I did, he would punish me. I saw them using floggers, straps, and whips, but Chris had more.“When you enter that dungeon, I want
~Christopher’s POV~“Three!” Another tear rolled down her cheek.“Nope, princess, we are still on two.” I barked at her and spanked her slutty ass once more. She whimpered, and then I walked over to look at her face as she continued to whimper while her lips were parted in a moaning motion. Her back was arched on the cross. My little Christ. She was fucking amazing. I strolled over to check on her and see what kind of impact I was having on her. I stood in front of her and she arched back again, pushing her breasts up. I wanted to lean over and take a nipple between my teeth.Fuck!I’d like to fuck her tits. Maybe I will. Heck no, maybe I will. My gaze was drawn all the way to her treasure.Oh, my God! Her body is enticing. My thumb traces her thighs and swats her ass once more, and she gasps, jerking my dick to attention. My hand skated back to her thighs from behind and released the strap, landing exactly where the first two had. She screamed.“Three!”“Good girl.” I expected her to
~Christopher’s POV~I lifted the cane and brought it down, and it landed just below her ass. She moaned.“Fuck me.” I groaned; she was doing just great.I added a little force to the cane, enough to bruise her sinful ass. She screamed, but the scream didn’t send shivers down my cock. I lifted the cane a little higher this time. Her screams were louder, so I began to hit her again and again and again until I felt she was ready. There was barely a spot that wasn’t welted and red. I spanked her right butt cheek, then her left butt cheek. She screamed, and my cock stiffened. I stripped myself, leaving my jeans on the floor. I spread her butt cheeks, and she screamed. Without a word, I slammed my cock into her pussy, which was now slick with her nectar. She cried out and grabbed the sheets.“Fuck.” I groaned, knowing that pain turned her on. She moaned as I filled her up to the hilt, and I was balls deep as I watched her hands fist the bedsheets. Her legs started to shake uncontrollably ar
~Christopher’s POV~When I finally did manage to open my eyes, it was still the wee hours of the morning. I wrapped Camille’s arms around me as usual, and idly played with her hair, thinking about what had happened the night before. I was certain I wasn’t hallucinating. To my surprise, I wasn’t; Camille, my perfect sub, was still in bed with me, where she belonged.What am I going to do with Mark Cooper?Because I was at a loss for what to make of what I saw the day before, at my wife’s launch, these thoughts have been keeping me awake all night. I don’t know how to process what I saw. But one thing is certain: I must find Luke. In the meantime, I reach for my phone on my nightstand to search for anything. I’m just looking for any loopholes. Why was I so blind all this time? Has he always had feelings for my wife, or did they develop more recently? The guy fucking sent his sister after me to ruin me. Was Liam part of the plan?My mind was racing as I tried to piece together the puzzle
~Camila’s POV~What I have just heard is still too much for me to process at this point. I knew Mark was up to no good, but I never imagined he’d come after me. But one thing is clear after hearing Chris and his grandfather’s conversation. Mark isn’t really after me; he’s looking for something else. I need to get to Luke before Chris. I took out my phone and dialed Luke’s number. After a few rings, the phone was answered.Luke: Hello, beautiful.Camila: Except that you are beautiful too, bitch.He started guffawing all of a sudden.Luke: Okay, okay. What’s going on?Camila: I need a favor.Luke: Name your price, baby.Camila: I... actually… I want to meet with you before you can meet with Chris. Make up an excuse.Luke: Okay, girl.I quickly took my bath and put on the same clothes as the ones I wore when going into the club to meet Chris. I am certain that there is more to this story than meets the eye. If Mark is after me for money, I have to know the reason. But then I feel like he
~Christopher’s POV~I can’t believe I was once deemed gay. I mean the whole Christopher Grayston being deemed gay. I can’t even imagine playing for the same team; I mean, I love them pussies. I sat down and waited for Robin to come back with some encouraging information. It’s beyond my comprehension how Luke could be so wrong about this. Marks can’t be gay, but then there is a story of him dating Luke for over 4 years. Who the hell can I believe in or even trust at this point? I leaned back in my chair and did my best to convince myself that everything I had heard about my best friend was a blatant lie. But even so, I couldn’t help it. The man started wooing my wife. A man like that is not someone who could ever be considered a close friend. I need to confront him, so I’m going to head over to his office. Confronting him will be the only way for me to find out the truth about what’s going on, as he is my best friend. I turned off my computer, took my Beast keys, and went straight to C
~Camila’s POV~“Good day, ma’am. We did some research on the Coopers as per your request and uncovered some interesting information about them. And our findings are shocking. I have everything compiled into an email that will be sent to you, including the clips and the information. As per your suspicions, there was more to this than met the eye. It was nice doing business with you.”I was so terrified that I couldn’t even muster the nerve to respond. I put the phone down and immediately started going through my emails. However, just as I was about to start reading the information, there was a knock at the door. I looked up and ordered the person to come in.The door was opened by Mark Cooper, who was carrying a bouquet of flowers. I flashed him a grin before speedily closing my laptop and moving closer to him in order to shake his hand.“Hello, Mark, and thank you very much for coming. I’m curious. To what do I owe this visit?” He flashed me a grin before handing me the flowers.“Cami