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“Uh-huh. Because you made me want to be a woman.”“You wanted to be a woman for me?”“Yeah.”“Why?”“Because you had touch me. You had want me.”“That means these nipples belong to me, do not they?” He squeezes one roughly, sternly, and I whimper, but it breaks into a moan when he cups my core just as hard. “This pussy is mine, too. It is my pussy, is not it?”“Oh, fuck…”“Language.”“Mmm.”“Answer me, Genevieve. Whose pussy is this?”“Yours.”“That is right. Mine. So why did you give it to someone else? Why did another fucker look at my pussy, let alone touch it?”God. If he keeps talking this dirty, I might come here and now.“Because you weren’t there…you weren’t touching me, so I had to let the boys do it, but you know what?”“What?” He’s pulling my panties down my legs, and I do not focus on the trail of wetness that is coating my thighs. I do not focus on how shamelessly I am drenching his fingers, because I am preoccupied with something else.His face holds me hostage. His beau
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DANIEL’ve never been one to play games.They are a waste of time and lack purpose— something that fools do to feel cunning or important. That type of affirmation means absolutely nothing to me.If anything, I am the one who makes the games and sets the rules that everyone needs to follow.So imagine my fucking surprise when I find myself dragged into a game I did not sign up for. A game that should not have existed in the first place.I am in the middle of it now. Right there where the game— Genevieve—is.You can play with me all you want. I’ll be your toy.Those mere words turned me into a fucking insatiable beast. I did not only win her in the middle of the game, but I also had every right to play with her, torture her, torment her.A week now. It is been a week since the day I broke my own protocol and brought sex to my workplace. When I ate her out and tasted her sweet cunt.I do not mix business with pleasure. Ever. It is unprofessional, bother
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“Because…because she’s mean.”“Has she been mean to you?”“She does not even talk to me.”“Exactly. So why do you think she’s mean?”“Everyone at W&S thinks she is.”“I am not going to dig into everyone’s reason for thinking that. I am asking about yours.”“Well…Dad hates her.”“You are not your dad, Genevieve.”“Whoever Dad hates, I hate. It is that simple. We’re one like that.”“Is that why you have not visited him in a week?”She jolts at that, her lips clamping shut. So, I was right. She’s been avoiding him or her feelings about what happened to him.Silence stretches between us for long moments and only the sound of the boiling water can be heard in the air.She clinks her nails in that fast, manic way that betrays her inner turmoil.“Answer me, Genevieve.”“I…just got busy with the internship. I’ll do it later.”“Later when? Tomorrow? Next week?”“Just later.” She turns to leave, probably to go hide in the nearest closet.“Stop.”She flinches, her nails still clinking together,
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GENEVIEVEou know when you are happy but feel like everything will eventually turn into an epic clusterfuck?Yeah, that is me right now.Because it is been so peaceful these last couple of days, so happy, so wholesome. Dad even moved his hand in mine when I went to visit him the day after my talk with Dan. He squeezed it, just the slightest bit, and I nearly fainted from happiness.The doctor did not give me much hope and said it was most likely a subconscious motor reaction and does not mean anything, but I do not believe that. I am sure Dad wants to wake up. Besides, he was welcoming me back because it is been some time since I last visited him.I apologized for wanting to bury him while he’s still alive. I told him that I did not mean to and that I just did not want him to abandon me like my mom did, and at that exact moment, he squeezed my hand.So yeah, the doctor is wrong, because Dad was listening and responded to me, so I know he’s there, that he did not leave me.That he’s no
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“You do not know?” Chris asks while Jane retrieves another bottle of water and drinks from it with a straw. She can act like a real princess sometimes.“I do not. It just happened. I am not sure if it was all in one go or gradually, but it just did, and I actually realized it when I was fifteen. I also realized it was impossible to fight it. I tried at first. I really, really tried. He’s Dad’s best friend and partner and the same age as him, so it should be wrong. It felt wrong, and that is why I did my best to forget about him. But I wasn’t able to.” And it kind of hurts sometimes. Like right now, when he is not around and I can not call or text, because he’s in a meeting and I am not supposed to be disturbing him.“How about him?” Chris asks. “Does he share your feelings?”“He…he’s just taking care of me until I am twenty-one.”Chris steals more of my fries. “So it is unrequited?”“I guess.” The crush and the stupid feelings are, anyway. The physical is not, because I can tell he wa
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GENEVIEVEy spine tingles and jumps and I nearly reel from the shock of hearing his voice.Not only do I plaster myself against the wall, but my whole body also hums to life. From my stuttering intakes of air to the curling of my toes in my white sneakers and all the way to my heaving chest. My nipples tighten and so does my pussy.It is just a voice, damn it, a voice among billions of others; however, it is not merely any voice. It is his voice. The man I am not supposed to be crushing on, because it is a form of dependency.It is not healthy.And Dad will kill him when he finds out about this.But all those thoughts blur in the background, all those do not matter, because what I am feeling is healthy in my mind, and Dad is not here. He still does not want to wake up, so I’ll think about everything else when he does.Right now, there is only Dan’s voice and me, his stern voice that I can recognize the anger in. There is a slight vibration in it, so even though it sounds calm, I know
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His jaw clenches and I can tell how much he’s aroused now, because his nostrils flare and the possessiveness washes over me in waves. It is why I say things like that; I know they make him shed his control and turn into the powerful dominant who’s able to tear my world to pieces.And then he curses and I get wetter at the thought that he wants me so much, he can not contain it. Other men sound coarse when they curse, he sounds hotter than sin.“What’s mine?” His voice is thicker, deeper.“My pussy. It is yours.”“Fuck.”“Yes, please fuck me.”He closes his eyes, and even though his jaw is in a rigid line, I think he’s trying to conjure some form of patience, but when he opens them, he is not calm. On the contrary, his eyes are nearly black with all the shadows crowding his masculine face.“What did you just say, baby girl?”“Fuck me.” It is barely a murmur now, a bit unsure since he’s pressing hard on both my nipples and my clit, playing with the tight tips, teasing and rolling them b
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DANIELwyneth is fast asleep.I can not stop staring at her. At the delicate lines ofher face, at the slight flutter of her long, thick lashes over her cheeks. At how her fiery hair frames her face.But most of all, I can not stop staring at the blood.Her virginal blood, because she hasn’t had sex before. She hasn’t let a dick inside her, and I acted like an animal and took her against the wall.If I had an ounce of control, even a sliver, I would’ve stopped and carried her to a bed. I would’ve put on a fucking condom like I usually do. But all those thoughts did not exist when she had her legs around me, rocking against me as if she’d waited for that moment as long as I have.There was no thinking, period.I should’ve known better. I really should’ve known fucking better.I leave her on her princess bed, with muslin curtains and fluffy pillows, and head to her bathroom to wash my dick.It is covered with remnants of my cum and her blood. And I can not stop staring at it. At the evi
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ONE YEAR LATERon’t cry…I am here…” I croak, patting my hand “D on a chubby chest and holding another chubby bottom so she can suck on my breast.Only…I am not holding anything. I am not sitting down either and I am only touching the mattress.I startle, my eyes flying open.Our bedroom comes into sight with the pulled-down curtains that make it dark even though the clock on the wall reads ten in the morning. I fumble for the baby monitor, my heart beating so loudly, I hear it in my ears.Holy shit.Shit.Where are my babies? I clearly remember falling asleep breastfeeding Lily and rocking Logan back to sleep around two in the morning.Did I lose them somehow? Dan spends one night working late in the office, one night, and I lose our twins?They are three months old—I think I got pregnant that day before Dan’s birthday a year ago. As soon as we found out the news, I was ecstatic, but that can not be said about everyone else. Dad wondered if I was going to be fine with law school and e
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THREE YEARS LATERSomething is evidently amiss, and the signs of its presence are glaringly conspicuous. The unmistakable manifestation of this disquieting anomaly lies in the unequivocal fact that Genevieve, a typically unwavering and unswerving companion, has taken a perplexing turn towards avoidance when it comes to me.A deviation of this nature is an anomaly in itself, as Genevieve has historically been impervious to any inclinations towards avoidance, even in those moments when my behavior has teetered on the precipice of insensitivity and provoked her ire. Instead of retreating or descending into a sullen disposition, she would typically seek solace on my lap, insisting that I impart lessons on decorum and propriety. However, the current situation presents a stark contrast, as she has continued to maintain a conspicuous distance from my presence for a duration spanning two whole days. This departure from her established demeanor is compounded by another observation that is not
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GENEVIEVEIn the end, love's difficulties remind us that love is not meant to be perfect; it's meant to be real. It's not about avoiding conflicts or challenges but about navigating them together, hand in hand. It's about finding the courage to confront the issues that arise and the humility to recognize our own flaws.Through the difficulties of love, we discover that love is a dynamic force, ever-changing and evolving. It's a journey of self-discovery and a shared adventure with another person. It's about learning, growing, and evolving together.Love's difficulties may test our patience and resolve, but they can also deepen our emotional connection. They make the moments of laughter and tenderness all the more precious. The difficulties are like the shadows that define the contours of the relationship, making it multi-dimensional and unique.Ultimately, love's difficulties are part of the intricate mosaic of life, and they are a testament to our humanity. They remind us that love i
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DANIELknew this would be hard, but I did not think it would be this fucking unbearable.There is always been an emptiness inside me—it comes with all the baggage of being an unwanted child. But I have managed it well through the years.Or, I thought I had.Turns out, I was only numbing it with no way to effectively deal with it. Which is why I am here, in the middle of nowhere.On the mountain.I have done a lot of hiking and thinking, mostly about her.The girl I left behind without a word because her dick of a father is testing me.“Stay away for a while and take the time off as an overdue vacation,” he told me that day. “If she’s really serious about you, she will not move on. But if she does move on, you will fuck off from her life.”He also wants ten percent of my shares, which will give him the majority in W&S. We agreed to never sell our shares to outsiders or each other in order to keep an equal power balance. But he’s using the circumstances to twist my arm.I agreed anyway.
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In the tapestry of love, the difficulties form intricate patterns, weaving together the fabric of our experiences and memories. It's in the trials and tribulations that we discover the resilience of the human spirit, the ability to bounce back from heartache and forge ahead with newfound strength.The journey of love teaches us that perfection is not the goal, but rather, it's the acceptance of imperfections and the willingness to work through them. It's about recognizing that no relationship is without its share of obstacles, and that the process of overcoming them is where we find growth and deep connection.Overcoming the difficulties of love requires a commitment to self-improvement, patience, and a profound understanding of our partner. It's about listening, compromising, and showing kindness even when emotions run high. It's about finding the balance between individual growth and the growth of the relationship itself.In the end, love's difficulties are an invitation to embrace
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GENEVIEVEate is gone.He disappeared the same day my life shattered topieces after I learned I have had a mother all along who did not know I existed.The same day my dad threatened to remove her from my life again.The same day I cried until there were no tears left, then instead of going home, I went to Dan’s apartment because I needed him. Not anyone else, just him.He’s the only one who’s able to chase away the chaos and make me feel at peace.He’s the only one I think of when my world splinters to pieces. It is not that he mends it together—he’s not my fixer. He’s just the other half who helps me in being me.In fighting away the emptiness.But he wasn’t there and his phone was turned off.So I called Sebastian and he said he had no clue where his uncle was. He still does not. Because Dan left nothing behind and the perpetrator is my father.I could feel it deep down in my heart that Dad had something to do with it. Not only did he drive Dan away, but he also made him the devil
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DANIELknew something was wrong the moment I saw Genevieve sneaking up behind a car.Then came King’s fucking loud voice, because he does not know how to stay quiet.Then Aspen’s full-body shudder as she barely remains upright.But the only person I care about is the girl who’s standing in front of them, her mouth falling open and her nails clinking against each other fast, as if she’s on a mission to injure herself.I step to her side, holding her elbow because she’s on the verge of something, and it is not something good.Her gaze slides to mine and it is a myriad of confused, muted colors as she gulps. “Dan…they said…Dad…called her my mother. It is not true, right?”I tighten my jaw, then glare at King, who’s clenching his fists because he knows he fucked up. He couldn’t just keep quiet. No, he had to make a scene and have her find out this way.He hasn’t been subtle at all since he woke up from the coma. Even I could see that his animosity toward Aspen was uncalled for. She hit ba
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He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me to the edge. My fingers splay out on his shoulders and then I am kissing him again because I love it. I love how his tongue toys with mine and how he nibbles on my lips, letting me know who’s in control.And he is, because I completely let go and I still feel powerful as fuck. He makes me feel it with the way he worships my body, the way his hands are all over my breasts, my waist, and my thighs as if he can never get enough of me.He makes me feel powerful by wanting me with a ferociousness that turns him animalistic, and I get off on that.I get off on how he wants me, not caring about the consequences or what the world thinks of us.While he’s still kissing me, he frees his cock and lifts me slightly off the table so he can drive inside me.“Oh, God,” I mumble against his lips, my eyelids slowly closing.“No. Look at me while I fuck you, wife.”I open my eyes and our gazes lock as he thrusts into me slow and long and deep. So deep that h
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The complexities and difficulties of love also underscore its uniqueness and value. Love is not a one-size-fits-all emotion; it's a highly personalized experience that varies from one relationship to another. Each relationship comes with its own set of trials and tribulations, but these challenges can be the very catalysts for profound connection and personal growth.One of the most remarkable aspects of love is its ability to evolve and mature over time. As a relationship weathers storms and navigates the ups and downs of life, it can deepen and become more profound. The difficulties faced together can serve as the building blocks of resilience, forming a bond that can withstand even the harshest of trials.Moreover, love has the power to teach us valuable life lessons. It teaches us patience and the importance of compromise. It encourages us to let go of our ego and prioritize the happiness and well-being of our partner. Love fosters empathy, as we learn to see the world through the
