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BOOK TEN: SMASH INTO YOU.
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Kiss It Better 2 - Irene.
Talk about getting off to a rough start. Part of me wants to just make up an excuse and go home, but then again, this is my first real date and maybe I’m just being overly critical. Or maybe I’m nervous and I’m letting that color my view of Jerry. Breanna always says that me losing my dad when I was eleven has made me “awkward and stupid” around men, and she might have a point.But as we talk, I feel more and more like I’m not talking to a man, but a shapeless lump of Play-Doh or some kind of off-white paint that can’t decide if it wants to be white, yellow, or vomit green.“So you like working at the diner?” he asks me for the second time.I sigh and give him the same answer.“No, not really.”I glance around the bar, hoping to find something interesting to talk about. But it’s basically a pretty average crowd. Couples, three girls on a birthday night out, a couple of old men at the end of the bar, and a bartender with a bunch of piercings who looks ready to go home. But just as I’m
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 3 - Irene.
As the man moves toward me, my body finally wakes up, and I remember how to move my legs. But as I turn to run, my hands forget how to hold things and I drop my phone and purse onto the pavement.“Help!” I cry out. My voice echoes off the lonely walls of the alley. I hear the sound of quickened steps behind me. My body goes tense, preparing itself for the stab in the back I’m surely about to receive. I open my mouth to scream again, but a rough palm clasps my lips and squeezes my jaw shut, causing me to almost bite my tongue.“Oh, no, no, no,” my attacker whispers in my ear. “Don’t do that, beautiful. You really don’t want to do that.”I brace myself as tears spill from my eyes.He’s going to kill me. I’m about to be lying on the pavement, dead, just like that poor man he just murdered. And there’s nothing I can do about it.“Christ, what a turn of events,” he growls, pulling me close. He’s enormous and towers over me like a wild beast, his muscled body threatening to crush mine again
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 4 - Irene.
Again, I can’t move. It’s like I’m back in the alley with my eyes on his murderous blade.Gunsyn looms over me like a giant, his hulking frame poised, taut and deadly, his broad shoulders threatening to tear the fabric of his gray, button-down shirt. I search his eyes, hoping to find a sign of weakness or some sign that he might not be serious. But all I see is cold determination supporting a fierce desire. There’s no question about it; he wants me. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen such lust in a man’s eyes, and I hate myself for being flattered by it.“Fine,” he says, tossing the knife in the corner by the door. “If you won’t do it for me, I will.”I stagger back as he advances on me. My back hits the solid concrete wall and knocks the breath from my lungs. As I gasp, Gunsyn reaches out and snatches me by the throat and pins me in place. His hand is rough, strong, dominant, and unyielding. I reach up and grasp his wrist with both hands, trying to break his grip on me, but it’s f
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I could kill myself for not wearing panties today. It’s not because I had a date with Jerry or anything; it’s just literally because I was doing laundry and it didn’t finish before I had to go to work. But now, Gunsyn is going to think I was planning on giving it up tonight.“Maybe you are not so innocent after all,” he says, his voice suddenly lower and more threatening. “What kind of good girl virgin goes out without panties on?”He moves in on me, so close I can feel his body heat. Gunsyn is an alpha in every sense of the word. Jerry is so far on the other end of the spectrum that “beta” wouldn’t even cover it. We’d have to invent a new term for guys like him. I can’t even understand how the two of them could exist in the same universe. I’m pretty sure that if Jerry tried this on me, I could kick his ass and run.But doing that to Gunsyn? Never.His eyes are primal, reflecting a breeding instinct developed over millions of years. I’m flesh to him. A womanly body and a hole he wants
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“Put your hand on my cock,” he demands. I know better now, so I reach out and tentatively touch the bulge between his legs. I can’t even get my hand around it. How can a man have something so big down there?“Don’t be gentle, sweet thing,” he groans into my ear. “I am not a little boy.”Fine. If that’s what he wants, that’s what he’ll get.I grab his cock as hard as I possibly can, expecting him to leap back or snarl in pain. But he does neither. Instead, he closes his teeth around the skin of my neck and bites down. Then I cry out in pain.“Gunsyn!”“Grab it harder!” he commands as he reaches down and pulls his briefs down. His cock springs out with tremendous force, slapping my wrist almost as hard as he slapped my face. Some kind of warm wetness hits my forearm. Pre-cum?I do as I’m told and grab the shaft, holding it like a foreign object. Having absolutely no idea what I’m doing, I try to stroke it but must be doing a terrible job, because Gunsyn sighs and glares at me.“A dry ha
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Once Gunsyn is gone, I sit alone in the concrete cell for what feels like hours – maybe even years—trying to find a way to be okay with what just happened. Or at least understand it.But what’s to understand? Gunsyn is a Russian mobster. A psychopath who’s used to getting what he wants by whatever means necessary. And for some insane reason, right now he wants me.Or else he would have killed me, right? He had the knife. Why not just slide it between my ribs after he fucked me or slit my throat like he warned back in his car? Why keep me alive now? Just to torture me? To punish me?But for what!? A man like him must have so many women that he—A terrible thought invades my mind with a biting intensity.So many women…And he fucked me without a condom.“Oh, God,” I cry, slumping down in the corner of the cell. The hum of the fluorescents is like the sound of a wasps’ nest buzzing overhead. The rough, gritty texture of the concrete feels sharp and dangerous. Even the air is like poison
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“Stop it, Irene. Just stop. He doesn’t like you.” That would be insane. But what’s even more insane, is the fact that it upsets me that I know he doesn’t.Thankfully, I find an attached bathroom the size of my entire apartment. Instantly, I strip down and climb into the shower. I use at least half the bottle of body wash cleaning myself, then crouch down beneath the falling water. I know I’m technically clean, but I still feel filthy. Like I’ll never be able to fully get Gunsyn off of me.Or out of me.I use my fingers to try and draw out whatever might be left of his cum inside me. Christ, I’m not even on birth control. It’s just a myth that you can’t get pregnant on your first time, right? Is there like some kind of time period where if you wash the cum out of you you are okay?I fucking doubt it.God, imagine that – having Gunsyn Kuznetsov’s baby.No. He’ll kill me before that happens. He doesn’t want me to be the mother of his child.I wonder what Breanna is doing right now. She’s
Last Updated : 2025-03-09Kiss It Better 9 - Irene.
This is it. I am going to die, but it won’t be at Gunsyn’s hands.He may have wanted to keep me around for selfish reasons, but this woman, whoever she is, wants me gone for the same reasons.I close my eyes and accept my fate.The smell of rich perfume floods my nostrils as the woman closes in on me. I take what’s surely going to be the last breath of my life and whimper as a single tear falls from my eye. But then, the woman laughs.“Just kidding. Relax, little one. I will not be killing you today.”My eyes snap open to her face, soaked with amusement. With the flick of her wrist, she closes the butterfly knife and conceals it in some hidden fold in her dress. As she turns away from me, my legs give out, and I crumble to the floor.“What…why would you…?”“Gunsyn is my man,” she tells me coldly. “He may not know it yet, but he and I will be together one day. And although I will spare your life this night, do not think that a plain, silly little girl like you can simply romance him aw
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Kiss It Better 14 - Anatoli.
When Olivia doesn’t have her hands full with Chuck, she’s attending one of her art classes or working in her studio. The boys and I worked on the weekends to build it for her so she’d have somewhere to paint on the property. Without using any of her connections, she’s managed to get her work into many of the local galleries and amass quite the following online under a pseudonym. She was hesitant at first to pursue it.“My parents always told me it was stupid,” she said when she first brought it up to me. But I pushed her.“That’s exactly why you should do it then.”Now every time I come home and see her covered in paint, wearing her oversized pair of coveralls with her hair tied back in a ponytail, it makes my heart go absolutely wild when I think that she is mine.Lugging Chuck over my shoulder, I stride in through the front door to find her at the sink finishing up some dishes.“Shouldn’t you be relaxing?” I ask her. “Dinner was hours ago.”“Oh, I was hungry, so I made myself some s
Kiss It Better 13 - Anatoli.
Five years later…“On nights like this, I always think of my dad.” I look down at my son, Chuck, named after my father, sitting on a stump beside me as we watch the treetops blow above us from the back of my pickup truck parked at the ridge.“You came here with him a lot?”“He took me here,” I smile, ruffling his hair. “Now I take you here.”“Mom says you guys met here.”“That’s kind of true, yes.”“Was she watching the trees too?”“Yes, she was.” I smile as I stand. “Come on, let’s get back and see her before you have to go to bed.”“But I’m not tired!”Chuck laughs and yelps as I lift him up and toss him over my shoulder like the little sack of potatoes he is, hop down out of the back of the pickup, and toss him into the cab.“Buckle up,” I remind him, which he quickly and proudly does. As I back out, I can’t help but look at the spot where I was parked five years ago on that night—the night that changed my life. As I glance in the rearview mirror, if I look hard enough, I can almos
Kiss It Better 12 - Olivia.
“Make yourself come, you little whore,” he growls as he pumps his cock, showing me no mercy. And why should he? I’ve showed him none with all my power.It doesn’t take me long. A few concentric circles and I’m there. All the tension and build up from the last week—hell, from all the days since the ridge—it all hits me at once like a thousand fireworks exploding straight in my face. Every nerve ending in my body lights up. I try to scream, but my throat is stuffed with his manly inches.Sweet relief overwhelms me. More tears spill from my eyes. I gag on his glorious manhood and feel his cock pulse hard. He quickly pulls out and makes a sound like an angry laugh as I collapse back onto the floor in a shuddering mess.“You almost made me come, you know that?”I can barely even listen to what he’s saying as I lie at his feet, shaking, quivering, my abs spasming like I’ve just done five thousand sit-ups. But I am aware of him pulling my shorts the rest of the way off and his lips kissing u
Kiss It Better 11 - Olivia.
If my father could see me now…Down on my knees in front of Anatoli Sidorov with my jaw dropped and my mouth obediently open. He would have a heart attack.But me? My heart is fluttering like a hummingbird, my nerves are tingling, and every bit of energy in my body is buzzing, screaming toward the focal point between my thighs. I’m dying for his touch, as I have been this entire week, but right now the queen has a king, and it is her job to obey.“Open,” he commands.I am, I think, but when he pulls his cock out of his briefs, I understand.I’ve only ever seen penises in porn, but even I know that what I’m looking at is not normal. Not average. In fact, what he’s holding in both hands is far, far above average. “I—I can’t swallow that, Anatoli.”His cock is thick like a solid shaft of muscle, with a long vein running all the way up from the base to the broad head. It stands out straight, stiff as a warrior’s spear, and from the tip drips a long line of what must be pre-cum.“Maybe not
Kiss It Better 10 - Olivia.
“Is that a question?”God, what a stupid thing to say.Thankfully, Anatoli shakes his head. “No, it’s not.”“How—how do you know?”And an even stupider follow-up.“I’m not stupid,” he replies, taking a step forward, halving the distance between us.Well, that makes one of us.My senses suddenly come alive, and I’m aware of the sweltering heat coming off of his body, his intoxicating scent and the way he towers over me with a presence that would terrify me if the same angry fire were still in his eyes.“You wouldn’t do all of this just to get laid,” he says, taking another step. He’s almost on top of me now. My body is yearning for his touch again. The heat between my legs is growing to unbearable levels. Without his finger inside me, I feel vacant, hollow. I’m dying for him to finish what he began. “So there must be more. Much more. Isn’t that right, Olivia?”“I—so what are you saying, Anatoli?” I stammer. “That you…that you love me?”There’s a flash of amusement in his eyes that catc
Kiss It Better 9 - Olivia.
Anatoli’s touch is like lightning. Electric pulses course up my spine, igniting flares of passion at the base of my skull that light me up like a Christmas tree.His kiss…Oh God, his kiss.I’ve been waiting, dreaming, absolutely begging for it for the last week. And not having it has been more painful than I ever could have imagined. But now having it is almost just as painful.It’s like too much salt or too much sweet. Too much pleasure, and I can barely comprehend it all. And when he curls his fingers and applies pressure between my legs, he overwhelms me.“Anatoli,” I breathe as he breaks our embrace and drags his lips down my neck. I can feel his hunger. His anger—I can feel it in his fingers as he forces them inside me. My jaw drops, and I practically burst like a popping light bulb. “Oh my God!”“This is what you wanted?” he asks, instantly finding my spot. My back arches off the wall, but he presses me right back against it with his body. I feel his bulge, rock hard and thick
Kiss It Better 8 - Anatoli.
I feel like a secret agent as I slip in the back stairs of the Radcliffe estate. I’m almost certainly being caught on their security cameras. Who knows whether or not the guards are watching the monitors and will come running?I’m in peak shape, but when I reach the door to Olivia’s wing, it feels like every one of my heart valves is ready to tear itself to shreds.All this over a girl I should despise.A girl trying to ruin me.I don’t even wait. I grab the door handle and barge in. Olivia almost jumps out of her skin and leaps back like she was about to open it for me.“Anatoli!” she yelps. I quickly clasp my hand over her mouth and close the door behind me.“Quiet!” I snap with a threatening hiss. “It’s been a week, Olivia. A week and I haven’t heard one word from the sheriff or the town clerk. I told you to call off your dogs or else. Was I not clear!?”The words taste like poison on my tongue. I can see the fear in her eyes as I speak them and want nothing more than to release he
Kiss It Better 7 - Anatoli.
I don’t sleep at all. Every time I close my eyes, I see her.Olivia Radcliffe.“Stop,” I tell myself over and over every time the image of her invades my mind. Rich bitch.You never should have kissed her.It was meant to be a spiteful move. A final fuck you to let her know how badly she’d fucked up, but it backfired hard and left me with a stiff dick that I didn’t want to acknowledge or do anything about but finally had to.Twice.And even that wasn’t enough.As I lie in bed, staring at the flecked paint of my bedroom ceiling, I can still feel her soft, supple waist in my hands from when I held her close.Christ, what it would be like to hold her like that again and stuff my cock inside her sweet little pussy. I’d fuck that queenly attitude right out of her. Make her come on my dick over and over and over again until she couldn’t see straight, walk, or mouth off at all.What are all those billions worth when you are shuddering all over my throbbing cock, queenie?I’d give anything to
Kiss It Better 6 - Olivia.
“Are you all right, Olivia?” Bennett asks.“Fine,” I reply quickly. “I just – I think I’m going to take a bath. I have a bit of a headache.”“Need someone to run the water for you?”I have my back to him, but I can practically see the smirk on his face when he says that line. I’d like to turn around and tell him off – tell him that Tinder pickup lines don’t actually work in person and that I’m not a trashy slut that’s just going to jump in bed with him.But I don’t.Instead, I turn around, put on my best princess face, and force a painful smile.“No, Bennett. Thank you. That’s quite all right. I’m just going to relax now. Please tell my mom I’m going to go to bed early on your way out.”Unlike me, Bennett doesn’t dig deep for his charms and lets his emotions play out over his face.“Uh huh.” He nods, clicking his lower lip with his tongue. “You know, Olivia, when are you going to realize that this 18-year-old-virgin act just isn’t cute anymore?”“Excuse me?”“You know how many girls I
