Sebastian kissed her again roughly like she'd vanish in the next minute. Kourtney felt hot⊠so hotâŠ. Her entire body seemed like it was on fire, her heart pumping more blood than it should. By the time he broke the kiss, she was out of breath. His large palms roamed downstairs to her buttocks, giving each one a tight squeeze while humming in delight.As soon as he felt her tensed body relax under his touch, he pushed himself halfway into her pussy. âFuck!â He made a loud satisfied grunt as soon as his cock occupied her wet cave.Kourtneyâs bones went weak instantly. âOh, God!â she winced. She let out a loud, erotic cry. Sebastianâs cock was so thick, giving her more pain than pleasure. It was bittersweet!"Arrrrhhhhggg. Ouh-how-owt... PLEEE-heee-heee-heeeez. Waaaaiiitt," Kourtney cried out in a garbled plea for him to stop, but he kept pushing till he felt her wet and silky vagina slipping slowly, deeper and deeper around his shaft. âPlease, stop! Itâs hurting me.â Kourtney couldn
âOPEN YOUR EYES, KOURTNEY. LOOK AT ME!!!â Sebastian demanded through gritted teeth and clenched jaw.Kourtney complied, slowly opening her eyes and locking them with his intense gaze. His raw desire and passion reflected back at her, sending a new surge of electricity through her body. She was captivated, unable to tear her eyes away from his piercing stare.His massive weight was crushing her, but she was unbothered by it. Surprisingly, it gave her unexplainable solace. His hipsâ rhythmic movement and how her body was responding so eagerly to his thrusts were overwhelming.She was becoming more defenseless by his delicious attacks.The sound of them panting breathlessly became so intense while the intoxicating scent of their arousal engulfed them like a cloud!Leaning down, Sebastian captured her lips in a fierce and passionate kiss, their tongues intertwining and dancing as their bodies moved as one.He simply could not get enough of her heavenly taste. "God, you're fucking beautifu
âPlease let me go now,â Kourtney begged. She wanted to cry at this point. Sebastianâs dick was already pulsating inside her once more, completely ready for another round of action.âHmmm⊠Just let me have it one more time tonight, Pretty, Please,â he responded hoarsely. Kourtneyâs refusal subsided upon hearing his soft, pleading tone, and she looked at him in a daze. She did not expect an arrogant man like him to speak like this.She could hear his now steady breathing start to quicken from lust all over again, making her heart race. She was in wonder and amazed at how he could get hard again so fast after his first release had rocked him to his very core.âOh, wait⊠no. I also want this?â Kourtney panicked inwardly. Then, she blushed, trying to avoid eye contact with him.She was surprised at how she had responded to their intense lovemaking just now but even more surprised that she also wantedâŠ. more!More of that big, veiny, long, hard dick!âMmmm...â she moaned as pleasure was s
Like a queen living in her new castle, Kourtney reveled in the thrill of the Serenity Villa on her first day as the young mistress of the manor. The grandeur of the estate was overwhelming, with its sprawling gardens, luxurious furnishings, and breathtaking views. It was so fucking gorgeous! It was a far cry from the Allen villa she had lived almost all her life. Matter of fact, the Allen family villa, no matter how grand it seemed, looked so mediocre and ancient compared to this! Kourtney couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement, wondering how she had ended up in this situation. She had always been a simple girl, content with her modest life. However, fate had a funny way of intervening, and now she was living in a lavish mansion as the wife of the cityâs wealthiest and most powerful Billionaire. Everything felt so unreal! But at the same time, there was a nagging doubt in the back of her mind. Wasnât this all too good to be true? She wanted to run! She wanted to stay! As
Skyline EventsKourtney couldn't help but notice the curious glances from her colleagues.âAre you okay, Kourt? I swear, your walking steps are kinda different today!â Kourtneyâs workplace Bestie, Irina, said after clearing her throat awkwardly.Kourtney gulped a mouthful of saliva as she felt the weight of Irinaâs gaze on her, waiting for a response. Her walking step was indeed different, yes! But not from any physical injury, but from the lingering soreness that resonated deep within her body from the relentless actions of #that man the night before, and the night before that.Her body still hurts from the manâs merciless thrusting all night long. The second night in a row!âSo people are noticing? Oh God! I'm screwed!â she cringed to herself, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.The urge to disappear, to fade into the background and become invisible, tugged at her. But despite feeling awkward and exposed, Kourtney knew she had to maintain a facade of normalcy.With a forced smile
Luke leaned forward, his gaze piercing into Kourtney's soul. âThe Allen corporation is on the verge of collapse. We need help, and you can provide that, Kourtney.ââAnd what does that have to do with me? You didnât even let me work there anyway, so how on earth am I supposed to help?â Kourtney's gaze hardened with contempt as she locked eyes with her father.Her dreams of contributing to the family legacy, of proving her worth within the walls of their company, had been mercilessly dashed time and time again.Luke's excuse after her graduation had been a cruel twist of fate - her degree in events management was deemed unworthy of the family business, while Kathlyn, who pursued that of a scientific field, was deemed more suitable and had been lauded and supported to join the company.She had been relegated to the sidelines while Kathlyn was ushered into a managerial position in the Finance department.The hypocrisy of it all made Kourtney's blood boil, but she swallowed her anger, bury
Woods Corporation.Inside the boardroom meeting, Sebastian kept looking at his $3.9 Million Patek Philippe 5004T wristwatch almost every 60 seconds, impatiently waiting for the time to strike 6 pm.He found himself missing his dear wife and couldnât wait to be out of this boring, annoying-ass meeting!He also kept tapping his pen against the mahogany table, his mind drifting to the fact that he used to relish staying in the office until 11 pm daily, tirelessly working on deals and projects. Back then, his mansion was empty and devoid of life. There was really nothing to go back home to, so why bother?But now, all he could think about was heading straight home to his wife, Kourtney.This time, he had someone to go back home to.It's crazy how things changed so fast and so unexpectedlyâŠâŠ..The memory of her slipping out of bed that morning, leaving him alone with nothing but the faint scent of her, brought a wry smile to his face. Kourtney had practically abandoned him in his sleep an
Kourtney's eyes widened in a mixture of guilt and shame as she tried to turn away, hiding the evidence of her pain."It's... itâs nothing, just a little accident," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.Sebastian's heart clenched at her obvious distress, a surge of protectiveness and worry flooding through him. To think he was rushing home to see the pretty face of his wife, not knowing it had already been messed up and bruised.The raw agony etched on her features hit him like a punch to the gut. Even her swollen eyes meant she had been crying for long, and the sight pierced through his heart like a knife, seeing his vibrant wife reduced to a shell of herself.Her cheeks were inflamed and discolored - a stark contrast to her usual radiance.âWho did it?â he rasped.âUh??âI said, who did it?ââUhmmmâŠ. It's no one. No one did it, okay? I... I said it was an accident!â Kourtney stammered a lie through her teeth.She had assumed the man would be back home late and probably woul
The shift in conversation was immediate. The women around the table erupted into excited chatter.âOh, I found the most stunning dress at Marissaâs Boutique!â Sheilaâs sister, Sophie, exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. âItâs this deep emerald green, and I think it will look fabulous with my new earrings.âEmerald? How clichĂ©!â Another one scoffed. âIâm going with a daring crimson red. Itâs bold, just like me.â Meanwhile, Kourtney tried to maintain her composure, but was finding it difficult.Sebastian, ever the observant husband, noticed the sudden change in her mood.He leaned closer to her. âWhatâs wrong?âKourtney took a deep breath, feeling a rush of nerves as she spoke. âI...Iâm actually the one in charge of planning that event.âSebastianâs mood instantly lit up with pride radiating from him. âOh yeah! You did mention it before!âHe couldnât contain his excitement and announced it loudly across the table, âEveryone, my wife is the main event planner for the Silverstone Gala! She wo
Edwin raised his hands in mock surrender.âWoah! I bet no one so that coming,â he was amazed.At first, he had been super worried for Kourtney but, seemed like he wouldnât need to be.She could certainly take care of herself.He loved that she was a fighter who couldnât be bullied by those lots.He liked his new sister-in-law a lot!âMind doing us the Honour of an introduction?ââI wonât.ââCome on, donât be such a buzzkill. Iâm really eager to meet her,â Edwin stressed.The corners of Sebastianâs mouth betrayed a smile as he still stood up anyway.He had pretended to be nonchalant to Edwinâs request, but deep down, he was silently glad he could finally introduce Kourtney to the one person he rolled with the most among the Woods clan.As they walked into the kitchen, the air was filled with the delicious aroma of spices. Kourtney was in her element, wearing an apron, surrounded by some female members of the family and a few staff, all busily preparing dinner. She was slicing vegetable
Kourtney stood, perplexed. âDonât you want to know what happened?â âI donât care what happened. But I know you are right to slap whoever,â Sebastian chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners.He grinned like he just heard the best news all year round.Her eyes met his, and for a moment, they just stared at each other.Before she could gather her thoughts to speak, the ladies who had been at the tea party walked up to them, their faces pinched with disapproval. "Sebastian, you won't believe what your wife just did," one of the older ladies said with malice.Sebastian turned his piercing gaze toward them. His expression was cold and menacing, with eyes flashing with warning. "I think I can guess. But let me make one thing clear: my wife is off-limits. Anyone who dares to cross her will have to answer to me."âButâbut she slapped my daughter, Sheila!â Sheilaâs mother protested, her voice trembling.âI don't care. What I care about is that my wife was disrespected, and thus, she reacte
Kourtney glanced around the room, eyeing the other women. They were all looking at her with suspicion as if she were a suspect in a crime she didnât commit. Indeed, she was the target.âOh wow! This has never happened in our history before.â âWho could be the thief?ââWe've never encountered such cases at any of our gatherings in the past!âKourtney sneered on hearing their annoying remarks.It was painfully obvious they were trying to make it look like the thief was someone new in their circle. It all seemed like a slow-motion scene from a bad movie that made her bored, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes in disgust.Did they really think they could frame her like this?She didnât need a prophet to know she had been set up. The irritation bubbled within her. These women were more petty than she had ever imagined.âThat's true! Why donât we start by checking the purse of our beloved new young mistress?âBefore Kourtney could say, Jack, Sheila had moved swiftly, snatching her purs
The next day came quicker than expected for Kourtney. It was Saturday afternoon, and the Woods ladies always hosted a tea party. It was like a compulsory family-friendly tradition, they said.âWho still holds tea parties in the 21st century?â she muttered to herself, shaking her head in disbelief.The Woods family, apparently.Over here, everything felt ceremonious with a touch of rigid formality.Just the thought of it made her want to laugh and cry, at the same time.The ladies were dressed in elegant gowns, their hats adorned with flowers while holding dainty china teacups and sitting beneath a grand oak tree at the center of the Woods estate garden. Kourtney felt like she had stepped into a time capsule that took her to the past.Oh lord!Itâs giving the 19th century.It was the Victorian era once again!What would they have next?A masquerade ball?She chuckled lightly as she placed her own flowery hat on her head, feeling as though she was part of some kind of regency novel.Li
âWe can leave now if you want,â Sebastian said as he took her reddened hand, massaging it softly.She didn't have to put up with this nonsense.Kourtney looked up at him, her heart swelling with gratitude.âNo, I donât want to. I can handle them,â she replied, determination flooding her veins.You can call her so many things. But a âquitterâ isn't one of them.âVery well then. They will either accept you or face my wrath. I assure you this,â Sebastian spoke with ruthless precision as he pulled her closer.As a child, he had watched helplessly as his late mother was bullied continuously by members of the Woods family.Because of her poor background, they had never liked her.Back then, he couldn't do anything about it except clench his fists in frustration. However, one day, he vowed never to feel powerless like that ever againâa promise that fueled his fierce determination to succeed and made him become the man he is today.And now, he couldn't help his protectiveness over Kourtney a
That fear!It was that fear that somehow protected her like a shield, making them comply with whatever Sebastian commanded, even if it meant accepting her as his wife.They hated her presence here but could do little to nothing about it.Great!Just great!As they moved deeper into the grand living room, ornate chandeliers hung from the ceilings, casting a warm glow that seemed almost mocking in contrast to the chilly reception she was currently receiving.Apart from Grandpa Woods, other family members began to step forward to greet her. But their attempts felt empty and void, mere formalities arranged with forced smiles, making her feel small and insignificant.âWelcome to the family, Young Lady,â a middle-aged woman with perfectly styled blonde hair said. âWeâve heard so much about you.â The words dripped with sarcasm, and Kourtney could see the flicker of contempt behind her bright blue eyes.Oh!They knew!It was clear they already knew her entire history.Her identity and recent
The drive to the Woodsâs ancestral villa was filled with an electric tension that made Kourtney feel alive yet utterly terrified. She perched on the plush leather passenger seat of Sebastianâs Bentley while he drove, gliding through the streets with great skill and charisma.Her heart was thumping loudly in her chest, and she placed a hand on it as if to calm her raging storm of emotions.Sebastian, effortlessly handsome behind the wheel, glanced over at her with an eyebrow raised. âCan you stop being so nervous?â He asked, a hint of irritation seeping into his voice while his dark eyes narrowed slightly. He saw no reason for her to feel that way. She was making him feel like they were heading to a live-or-die boxing match instead of just his family villa.The woman simply had nothing to worry about. If only she knew....... Meanwhile, Kourtney rolled her eyes at him, a small gesture of defiance, but she said nothing.He still didnât understand. He still didnât get it.And she gue
After a moment of silence, when she didnât hear any response, she shrugged it off as if nothing had happened.Edwin Woods's heart was hammering in his chest.That was a close call!He peeped, watching her from the small hole by the door.He realized she was still wrapped in that delicate white towel, her hair cascading down her back in damp waves. His mind raced, imagining how soft her skin would be if he could touch her. But he had to stay hidden.He observed every little movement, from the way she brushed her damp hair back to the way her towel hugged her curves. She was so beautiful, so enchanting, and he couldnât tear his eyes away from her.He felt like a thief, stealing moments of her life, but in his mind, he was merely a guardian waiting for the right time to make his presence known.He watched as she rummaged through her closet, pulling out clothes.She resumed her whistling, a carefree tune that made him smile. The way she moved, so blissfully unaware of his presence, sent a