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10 - Irene.
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Kiss It Betterย ย ย 11 - Irene.
Bacon.I wake to the smell of bacon.My eyes open, and I sit up to see the most insane breakfast laid out at the foot of the bed. Eggs, toast, every cereal imaginable, bacon, ham, coffee, and orange juice.โWhat the fuck?โ I grumble, rubbing my eyes. โAm I still dreaming?โI get up and go over to the enormous trolley and examine the feast thatโs been laid out for me. Between the coffee and the orange juice is a card. I pick it up and examine it.For my queen. Enjoy the breakfast. Dinner tonight.-GunsynโPrick,โ I grumble, crumpling the card and tossing it aside. I try to figure out what tone of voice he meant when he was writing that or how Iโm supposed to interpret it.His queen?Of course he didnโt mean that, Irene. Tone of voice wouldnโt matter. Itโs sarcastic no matter what.Enjoy the breakfast? What does he care about whether I enjoy it or not? This is a man who blatantly told me heโs going to kill me. Why not just leave me in my cell down in the basement? Maybe he thinks if heโ
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-09Kiss It Betterย ย ย 12 - Irene.
โStockholm syndrome,โ I say to myself as I examine one of the dresses. โThatโs all it is. Perfectly natural. Just like coming on a strange, evil manโs cock. Donโt be too hard on yourself, Irene.โUh huh. Sure.The dress is well-made, soft and flowy, and would probably look incredible on someone not me. But I try it on anyway. In fact, I try on everything while Iโm alone for the rest of the afternoon, and by the time Iโm finished, Iโm pretty sure I canโt wear any of it. Iโm not good at making decisions anyway, but when it comes to something like this, Iโm hopeless.โThe red one,โ Gunsyn says, startling me again as he comes in behind me. โIt will go well with your hair.โโMy hair that you donโt like?โโWhen did I say I donโt like it?โ He smiles. He approaches me, and I hate myself for being relieved that heโs here. At least Iโm not completely alone now, and Iโm pretty sure, judging by the look in his eyes, that heโs not about to repeat what he did to me yesterday. He leans down and pick
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-09Kiss It Betterย ย ย 13 - Irene.
What is going on with me? My mind is playing tricks on me, and I donโt even recognize myself in the mirror wearing this red dress and these insane heels. I feel like a Barbie doll, gangster queen edition or something.โHow do girls stand in these things?โ I say as I try to figure out how to position myself so my butt isnโt completely sticking out and my back isnโt arched like Iโm trying to get a guyโs attention. But it seems futile. Even when I slouch, the effect is still the same, and I suspect thatโs why Gunsyn had them laid out for me.Asking a woman isnโt sexy. Thatโs what he said to me. You are not the kind of woman who wants a good man.Of all the arrogant things to say to a girl. Is that even arrogant? No. Itโs beyond. They need to invent some kind of new word to describe the balls a guy would have to have to say something like that.The dress is way too low, and Iโm showing way too much cleavage. My hair is also a complete mess and makes me look like a carrot thatโs been pluck
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-09Kiss It Betterย ย ย 14 - Irene.
Wait, what!? Thatโs what I want to say, but Iโm not about to get into a verbal argument with him in front of his guests. Instead, I communicate with him with my eyes.Are you kidding? I ask.No, he replies. Do as I say.I feel Victor and Michailโs eyes on me. Theyโre waiting to see what Iโm going to do. If I refuse, Iโll make Gunsyn look weak in front of them.Do it, he says, his eyes narrowing.He loves telling me what to do. I can see it in the way heโs looking at me. And to be honest, whatโs the big deal anyway? Itโs not like he hasnโt already had me once, and heโs definitely going to have me again. And if I just do this now, it will probably make things easier for me later on. But if I am going to do it, Iโm not just going to do it; Iโm going to make a show of it.โOf course,โ I say with a seductive hum to my voice before spinning on my heels so my curves are on full display for Victor and Michail. Iโm suddenly conscious of my back, my waist, my butt, and the way they look in thes
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-09Kiss It Betterย ย ย 15 - Irene.
Despite the fact that I have no idea how to give head, I start doing my best on Gunsynโs cock, moving up and down, taking him as deep as I can without gagging and even twisting my tongue around the thick, bulbous tip. I see now what he meant when he told me I wouldnโt be able to speak at dinner.I hear the sounds of a meal being served โ plates being put down, glasses and silverware, and try to picture what itโs like up there. Is Victor even acknowledging whatโs going on beneath the table? What about Michail? If he didnโt think I was a prostitute before, he does now.But I donโt care about those men. I care about Gunsyn, and right now, my mission is to completely screw with his composure.Okay, Iโve heard Breanna talk about blowjobs before. Iโve seen some porn in my life. I can do this.As I suck him, I take his shaft with my other hand and begin stroking it. Iโm awkward at first, but as I start to get the timing, I feel a reaction from him. His legs begin to tense, and he adjusts him
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-09Kiss It Betterย ย ย 16 - Irene.
When Gunsyn finally lets me out from underneath the table, Victor and Michail are gone. He must have been anticipating my glare, as heโs already smiling at me.โYou sure you have never done that before, little one?โ he asks.โWhat? Been made to spend dinner under the table during a mafia meeting?โGunsynโs hand lashes out with blinding speed. He seizes me by the throat and pulls me to him, my lips so close weโre practically kissing. โYou know what I mean,โ he growls. โYou said you were a virgin. But you have done that before.โI swell with a sense of indignation and pride and slowly shake my head, daring him to hurt me. I want him to. โNever. Iโm just that good.โHis eyes flare, and he stares at me, debating whether or not to believe me. His fingers around my neck feel like a collar, one I am not accustomed to wearing. Somehow now, outside of the cell he first put me in, I feel even more owned by him. Itโs like my body is his, and he knows it. Actually, itโs not like that; it is that.
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-09Kiss It Betterย ย ย 17 - Irene.
As I sit in my โroomโ โ which is basically a prison cell, slightly more upscale than the one Gunsyn put me in when I first arrived at his house โ I wonder whatโs happening at the diner.Chris and Kyle are probably behind the stove, arguing about whoโs going to cook the mashed potatoes and whether or not they can serve last nightโs apple pie or if itโs gone bad and if it has gone bad, whether or not itโs okay for one of them to eat it. Theyโre probably pissed that Iโm not there tonight, but they wonโt be worried. They may be my co-workers, but weโre not really friends. Itโs not like theyโll be calling the police or rounding up a search party to come find me. And even if they did, what good would it be?Breanna, on the other hand, is probably hysterical. Sheโs tough, tougher than me, and much more worldly, but Iโm her best friend, and Iโve been missing for a long enough period of time that something is obviously wrong. Sheโs probably found some way to get into my apartment by now and ha
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๋ฐ์ดํธ : 2025-03-09Kiss It Betterย ย ย 18 - Irene.
โIโm sorry,โ he whispers, lifting me to my feet. โI had to get you out of the way.โโItโs-itโs okay,โ I stammer as he pulls me into the fresh night air. I gasp, filling my lungs with freedom. Itโs only seconds later that Iโm being helped into the back seat of a car. I hear Gunsyn get in the front. The car lurches as he slams on the gas, and I feel his hand clasp down on my thigh.โOkay,โ he tells me. โYou can open your eyes now.โI do.Weโre speeding down a narrow, paved road through the trees. They whizz past like blurred shadows, gnarled, twisted, skeletal hands that seem to grab at the car, seeking to snatch me into their grasp and drag me back to the prison that is Michailโs home.I look to my left and see Gunsyn, eyes narrow, breathing heavily, his face gleaming with a thin layer of sweat, gripping the steering wheel hard. He glances over at me and squeezes my leg.โDonโt worry. Youโre safe now.โโSafe!?โ I blurt out. โYou-you gave me to them! Why would you do something like that
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Kiss It Betterย ย ย 31 - Zarina.
I love everything about our little seaside village of Ferragudo, but itโs especially magical in the early hours of the morning, when only the fish and the birds are awake. I love coming out onto our deck to observe the calm, quiet world. Usually, I can even manage to get a good page or two written before the kids wake up.I curl my hands around my mug of coffee, the tendrils of steam evaporating into the cool air, and smile before taking a sip. The last ten years have been better than anything I could have ever hoped for. Finn and I had the most beautiful wedding right here on the beach, just a few miles away from where we now live.The ceremony was small and intimate and absolutely perfect. Finn cried, and yeah, I was a blubbering mess by the end as well. Standing there next to him, peering into those deep brown eyes while the waves tickled my feet was one of the greatest moments of my life. I finally felt like I was right where I belonged, with someone who wanted me as much as I wan
Kiss It Betterย ย ย 30 - Finn.
Zarina slumps over the balcony as I pull out of her, our combined releases dripping down her thighs. Jesus, Iโm almost ready to go again at the sight. Spinning her around, I scoop my woman up in my arms and carry her to my bed, ridding her of her clothes before stripping down and crawling in beside her.She snuggles up next to me and I wrap an arm around her, tucking her closer into my side. โI love you so damn much,โ I whisper into the top of her head. She sighs so sweetly, her breath tickling my bare chest.โI love you, too. Thank you.โโFor what?โZarina props herself up on her elbow, looking down at me. โFor...everything. I...I donโt know how to explain it. Like your letter said, we havenโt known each other that long, but in a way, we have. I know you. I feel you right here,โ she whispers, placing my hand over her heart. I slide it up her chest and wrap my fingers around the back of her neck, drawing her down for another kiss.โI feel you, too,โ I murmur against her lips.โDid...d
Kiss It Betterย ย ย 29 - Finn.
Twenty minutes later, we're pulling up to my apartment. I've traveled from city to city and country to country over the last nineteen years, but this little apartment has served as home base in between gigs. I want something so much grander for my wife-to-be, but this will have to do for now.โItโs beautiful,โ Zarina whispers as I help her out of the cab. The building itself is painted white, matching the other homes and buildings here in Ferragudo, Portugal. The seaside town is quite breathtaking and picturesque with boats adorning the shores and whitewashed homes dotting the skyline.โYouโre beautiful,โ I say with a grin when she rolls her eyes. โNow letโs get inside before I lose my mind.โI drag my Zarina through the lobby of the apartment building, almost forgetting her damn luggage again. She giggles and spins around in my arms once we step inside the elevator, getting up on her tiptoes to give me a kiss. I wrap my arms around her and haul her into my chest, groaning when I feel
Kiss It Betterย ย ย 28 - Finn.
I wipe a sweaty palm on my jeans and tighten my hold on the bouquet of wildflowers I gathered from one of my favorite parks overlooking the ocean. The plane should be landing any minute now, and I pray to every god I can think of that my babygirl is on it.These last three days have been absolute misery without her. I knew Darren would be upset, but I underestimated his temper, as well as his connections. After we gave our statements about what happened in the hotel room, Darren talked to the officers and apparently greased the wheels to have me fucking deported.After an arduous and humiliating journey back to Portugal in cuffs, I spent the night in a holding cell. I was released yesterday when they realized the charges were bogus, but TSA took my passport, so there was no way to hop on the next plane back to New York.And God, thatโs all Iโve wanted to do. I wonโt rest until Zarina is in my arms again. I need to hold her, to look at her sharp, beautiful eyes and tell her I love her.
Kiss It Betterย ย ย 27 - Zarina.
Over and over, picture after picture, Finn poured his heart out to me. That day at the farmers market he told me he communicated better with photos, but I think his words are just as powerful.Underneath the pile of photos, I see a letter folded up. I reach for it, handling it like a sacred document. To me, it is. Something falls out of the letter when I unfold it. Picking up the scrap of paper, I gasp when I see itโs a plane ticket to Portugal. My name is at the top, along with tomorrowโs date. Was this his plan all along? Was he going to bring me back to Portugal with him?I set the ticket down on the bed and reach for the letter again, hoping to find the answers to my questions.Zarina, my beautiful babygirl,I love every moment of every day with you. Everything you do is enchanting. Magical. I didnโt know what was missing in my life until you flashed those eyes at me and challenged me for control.We havenโt known each other long, but at the same time, my soul knows yours. You fee
Kiss It Betterย ย ย 26 - Zarina.
Three days. Itโs been three days since Miriam hauled me out of the hotel. Three days since Finn made love to me. Three days since my heart was healed and then shattered.Where is he? What happened? Finn told me he loved me, but the doubts are starting to creep in.That first day, I collapsed on my bed and cried myself to sleep. I was so certain I would wake up next to my Daddy, but when I blinked my swollen eyes open, I was alone, just like I always am. I barely left my room the second day, only venturing out into the house to use the bathroom or grab something to eat.My father wonโt even look at me. Heโs hardly spoken ten words to me in the last few days. All I know is that he and Miriam got a call when they landed in Bora Bora from someone who saw Finn kissing me at the wedding. According to Miriam, I ruined her wedding and made a fool out of myself and my family.Last night, my dad told me he set up an interview with the dean of NYU next week to discuss my schedule for the fall. M
Kiss It Betterย ย ย 25 - Finn.
I feel her pussy knot around my shaft, squeezing me so damn tight it hurts in the best way. Zarina inhales a sharp breath as wave after wave of pleasure wracks her body. She claws at my back, ripping my skin open, making me roar my release and fill her with my seed. I come so damn hard I feel like I might pass out.โBreathe,โ I say to myself as much as her.Zarina gasps for air and clings to me as her body trembles with the last of her orgasm. I slide her down my body and hold her close, kissing the top of her head.When we both have somewhat recovered, I step back and pour body wash into my hands before rubbing it over the dips and curves of her body. Zarina leans into me for support, making me smile at how thoroughly fucked and sated she is right now. When Iโm done, she soaps me up and places a sweet kiss over my heart.I cup her face and kiss her deeply, passionately, but slowly. One drugging kiss leads to another and another, and before I know it, Iโm spinning her around and placi
Kiss It Betterย ย ย 24 - Finn.
I strip out of what little clothes I have left on and then practically tear Zarinaโs dress off of her, leaving her in a matching bra and panty set.โHey!โ she shrieks and then giggles. โBe careful! I donโt want you ruining another dress of mine.โI kiss her neck, needing my lips to be on some part of her body right this goddamn second. โIโll buy you a new one,โ I grunt, biting and kissing her again.I slide my hands down her body, gripping her thighs and lifting her gorgeous, curvy body up into my arms. She gasps and hooks her ankles behind my back. I growl and kiss down her neck as she arches her back and presses her body into mine.โFuck, I need you,โ I grunt before nipping at the sensitive skin below her ear.โIโm yours, Daddy,โ she pants, rubbing her hot little pussy over my stomach letting me know she needs me, too.โTake a shower with me.โ Itโs not a question, itโs a command.She nods her head and twists her fingers in my hair, pulling me in for another kiss.I carry her into th
Kiss It Betterย ย ย 23 - Finn.
We walk silently through the market and take a cab back to the house, where I direct Zarina to pack an overnight bag. The sassy little smirk she gives me nearly has me tossing her on her bed and burying my cock between her pouty lips, but I manage to restrain myself.Once weโre packed up, I order an Uber to Four Seasons, ready to show my little love everything sheโs asking for. Zarina smiles at me and snuggles into my side, content to let me take care of every little detail.My chest swells up with pride when I step out of the car and hold my hand out for my babygirl. She doesnโt hesitate to take my hand and let me lead her through the opulent lobby and onto the private elevator. I love that she trusts me like this. As soon as the doors shut, I slide my hands down her body and grip her hips, pulling her back against my front.She moans softly, melting into me as I trail kisses up and down her neck. My hands roam up her generous curves until Iโm cupping her breasts. Zarina gasps and th
