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The rhythmic sound of slapping skins mashing against each other echoed in the room's atmosphere mixed with Gia's shrill cries of ecstasy.Meanwhile, Alan's deep-throated groans threatened to dominate hers, like they were in a voiceover competition. When his animal thrusts heightened, Gia's chest crashed into the sheets, leaving her bruised ass sticking up in the air. On the other hand his hands gripped her hips till his knuckles grew white, but he didn't stop driving faster and deeper into her. “I'm coming.” She whimpered, her finger falling limp from her pussy folda as her orgasm neared. After she orgasmed three more times, Alan could feel his pent-up orgasm furiously building at the pit of his stomach, and his lashes fluttered, his muscles stiffening. “Let's come together, baby. Wait for me.” His words came out in grunts as he gave her lashes of his greedy thrusts, and she screamed again as her orgasm was on the way. “I can't, oh god.” She croaked, meeting his rough thrusts
“Someone please call him, or we won't have jobs to go back to by tomorrow!” Kiara snapped at two of her junior colleagues as she paced in the spacious conference room, using a finger to massage her temple. Both of her junior colleagues exchanged wide-eyed, worried glances as they almost scurried outside.“Hey, you're going to cause an inferno in here if you don't calm down.” Beyonce said, looking over her shoulder at Kiara's poor colleague's agitated demeanor.Then she returned a questioning look to Kiara as she walked into the room.Ruffling her bob blonde hair, her jaw clenched as she slapped a file on the desk,“It's Dante. He's-“Running late? Seriously, I mean we still have thirty minutes before the presentation. Cut the dude some slack for once.” Beyoncé cut in, but Kiara's murderous glare caused her to blink slightly.“Hey, don't look at me like that. Everyone knows he gets to you all the time.” Beyonce shrugged, moving a step backward when Kiara approached her with folded arm
Kiara's mouth grew dry as she tried to focus on Dante's scowling expression instead of his massive shaft. “I should ask you that. Geez, you're not only a loser but a fucking pervert. Kiara asked, her voice raspy as she folded her arms across her chest. For a brief moment her eyes strayed and landed on his dick again, but she quickly averted her gaze. “Don't you know how to tuck that thing in?” She stammered, her cheeks flushed in rosy red, and Dante sent her a dirty look through the mirror. “Thing? Don't act like you're some Virgin Mary that can't say the word. I know you're impressed.” He scoffed, buckling his pants as he watched Kiara's cheeks redden all the more. In reaction to her facial expression, his heart skipped a beat for a moment. There's no way this overconfident bitch was blushing for his dick, was there? He asked himself inwardly. “Impressed? You call that tennis ball I just saw like it's far from the ordinary. Kids in middle grade have better game." Kiara
The heat of mortification coursed through her veins as she pressed her thighs together, staring wide-eyed at where her cum dripped on the floor.Immediately, she washed up and took a long shower before slipping into a pink bathrobe.With a matching pink turban wrapped around her head, she took her sweet time at the dresser in applying her nighttime skincare in front of the mirror. The image of Dante's massive dick soon appeared in the mirror like a tempting candy, and she had to slap her cheeks to snap out of it.“I don't want his dick.” She repeated it like a mantra while she massaged some moisturizer on her face.Then she felt a forceful ooze of squirt down there, and her walls tightened as her sixth sense mocked her for lying to herself.Liar, liar, the tiny voice sang out.To be honest, she had only reciprocated Dante's hate on her and hadn't really been truly offended by him. On her first day at work, he had been nice and cordial to her and even gave her free orientation wh
Kiara found herself thrust into the corner of the elevator, her legs trembling as the elevator vibrated again.“What's happening?” She asked herself.The thick blackness of the elevator enveloped her to a suffocating point that she clawed her fingers on the metal walls to support her weight as she gasped for air.“Help me.” Her voice shook, and tears stung the corners of her eyes as she strained her eyes to catch sight of anything. Now that the tables had turned and she was desperate for any aid, she hoped by some surreal means Dante hadn't teleported out of the elevator, leaving her behind.She bit down on her lips till she felt the metallic taste of blood as she found the courage to say his name.“Da-Dante.” She called.Not a single movement nor sound came from his end, and panic struck her guts. “I know you hate me, okay, but please say something. I'm—I'm—her words choking her throat, her heartbeat pounding faster as she sensed her breath getting clogged up her nose.Her shak
At that moment, Kiara fervently prayed for the ground to split up and swallow her while she argued within herself whether to play along with his assumption or admit she was cumming for him.Pressing her lips together, she locked her thighs tighter, feeling ashamed for having carnal thoughts about him.Why else was she wet down there? If Dante found out, that would be the end of her.He'd probably put up posters and paid blogs to write articles of how shamelessly she came undone while being trapped with him.“You have to answer me this time. I can take anything else, but not you tricking me into touching your pee.” Dante thundered, and she flinched slightly at the wrath in his voice.Due to the exasperation of her silence, he ruffled his hair, then clenched his jaw as he yanked her up to her feet, with himself pinning her back against the wall.“So you're not only claustrophobic, you pee in your little pants like a toddler? Is this what the bossy Kiara is made of?” He asked.His bari
“Aaah, you bastard. Don't—her whimperings cut in her words with her traitorous thighs spreading despite the warning voice in her head. Dante being her office rival was lightly speaking, he was her sworn enemy so she shouldn't be squirting over his fingers.This was so wrong, yet she couldn't stop how her tight pussy was clenching at their messed up situation.His finger fucking was damn good, it made her cum-filled wetness furiously pooled at the pit of her stomach, she imagined she'd pass out soon.“Oh yea ou.” She husked.“Open up your tight pussy for me. Come on Ki.” An impatient hiss escaped his lips as he called her by her nickname pushing his two fingers in and out of her was strenuous as Kiara's clit was as tight as a virgin’s.But he'd bet on his life that she wasn't one.It was either two things: she was still a virgin, or it's been ages since she had sex. Without thinking twice, he wrapped one arm around her waist and heaved her on his hips with his fingers still buried i
“Wh- what did you just say?” Kiara stammered, her grip tightening around her cellphone. Right then and there she wished the electricity zap coursing through her was anger. But ‘no,’ she was turned on to a maddening level; it had to be insanity. Her hand trembled from being suspended in the air for long, yet she waited to see Dante's expression with bated breath. Yeah, it was so worth it because his gray eyes turned dark with carnal desire as his gaze swept over her body. But he masked it off with a dry chuckle, “Don't make me repeat it again, Ki. It's either you heard me the first time, or you give me the phone and let's get the hell out of here.” He said, his tone was stern, yet she could see his bulge getting worse. This man was fucked up, wasn't he? And so was she with the way her core was aching for his touch again. However, instead of admitting to herself at least that she craved a taste of him, she chose the easy way out. “Stop calling me Ki. We're not that close.” Kia
My plump bust was round and full, sharpening the C curves even without the aid of a bra, and I drew in a breath at the realization that they've gotten bigger. Living with someone who barely appreciated my worth, talk more of my body, did a number on me that at some point I had started feeling disgusted with myself. But now that it was going to save me from the Venmo twins, it didn't look as bad as I thought. Reaching for my brown nipples, I slowly circled my thumb on the base, subtly running my fingers down to my C curves every now and then till I was relaxed enough to bring them down to my fleshy tummy. Yeah—I wasn't in the flat tummy girls league, but my skin was firm, not a fiber of fallen skin. Then the image of Cain earlier retraced into my mind, and I suddenly felt a clench in the middle of my thighs, which I was obviously ignoring. It wasn't anything. Maybe exposing my skin shortly after catching a cold was getting to me, right? Who was I even asking? Yet I held my nip
Ashley's POV “Boss!” Someone shouted from behind, and I veered my face towards the direction in a startle. The chaotic scene of me and the workers trying to block out the rain from destroying the remaining barn spaces of our ranch faded out of my consciousness as I watched him whirl around and stride towards their massive landscape of stables. What just happened? Was he going to approach me but changed his mind? What in the world does the two of us have to talk about anyway, especially not after the condition they gave me in exchange for saving my dad's ranch? Tucking the wet strands of my hair behind my ear, I wrinkled my brows as my stare glued to the place he'd disappeared into. “Ash, my darling.” Gracie called, gently shaking my shoulder, and I almost jumped out of my skin as I turned to her. Knitting her brows in worry, she helped me brush off more wet strands from my forehead. “What is it, honey? You've been standing so still in the rain.” She said, stretching her arm u
“I don't care who you fuck, and neither should you, right?” He obviously didn't ask, yet I stopped working for a moment, my ears tipping up to listen to what he was driving at. “But when it comes to Ashley, you better not be thinking of putting her on your exclusive list because she's fucking ours.” He asserted, a rough edge to his tone as he walked off, slamming the door behind him. Leaning into my chair, my stare glued to the door for a while as I mused on it. Marvin and I almost never had any disagreement or conflict when it came to ranch business, women, or even keeping secrets from each other because we always shared them. As much as I love them thick, I've always gotten the high from sharing the stick-leg blondes Marvin frolicked around with when I was in the mood. To be clear, I always compromised my taste for him because passing them to me was one of his kinks. Not for once did Marvin compromise his types for mine. One thing was for sure. He wasn't ticked off by
Cain's POV Having quickies in random places in our house wasn't a new sight to either me or Marvin, as we did it as often as we pleased. To top it all, I was well aware of his presence when I gave her final sharp thrusts, pulling out immediately before I came inside her. With a satisfied groan, I stepped away from her, tucking myself in while she instinctively dragged her uniform down, her head bowed and kneading her knuckles as she avoided Marvin's glare. I knew she'd also been aware of Marvin's presence, but she knew better than to cut my orgasm short before I was done. And to be honest I didn't give a shit if she faced the aftermath of embarrassment later on. That was her damn business. After all, getting her pay at the end of the day was all that mattered. “You?” Marvin asked with an underlying tone of disbelief in his voice as he shoved both hands into his pocket, his eyes flickering between us. I only went behind my desk, ignoring his obvious questioning look
Marvin's POV Stroking it in a slow up-and-down motion, my breaths grew bated with every minute as I shut my eyes. Coating myself in the sensation, my hand movement automatically increased with the urgency to reach that peak. Then my memory lane went down that night at Ashley's treehouse in the backyard of her father's ranch. Hazy flashes of my small lips sucking on flattened pink nipples, her giggles, and little fingers running through my hair. “Fuck.” I groaned, roughly stroking my shaft as precum coated my tip, and I got close, to the extent that my hands trembled around my dick. Beads of sweat were already gathering on my forehead as I worked myself, recollecting how tender her baby nipples had felt in my mouth. With my breathing ragged, I leaned my full weight against the walls, the iris in my eyes going up as it hit me exactly where I needed. “Ashley.” I repeated her name under my breath as my seeds jetted out. Pumping my shaft faster as my spurts eased the frict
Marvin's POV From the corner of my eyes, I caught how the muscles in Cain's Adam's apple bobbed hungrily at Ashley's words. Fucking sicko, I jested inwardly, knowing my twin well, I bet he was getting off her helplessness already. And so was I. The stiffness of my fitting jeans assured me that I was even more of a sicko, with my bulge swelling to a disturbing extent that a silent groan gurgled through my throat. Fuck, maybe I shouldn't feel the rush of adrenaline at the heaving of her chest, which I imagined two plump peaches were underneath her fabric. Right on the spot, I could outline the c cup shape of her boobs, which I was sure had pink and rosy nipples but I had to ball up my fists to keep my cool. Before agreeing to Cain's plan, I gave myself two strict rules. One, don't lose control, and I mean sexual control, in front of the enemy, lest she know she had something on me. Like my constant horniness for her. Two, make sure she always feels my hatred by remi
Ashley's POV “I think it's yours.” He pointed to my handbag, which I had placed on the next chair, and I nodded, fishing it out. As if I hadn't known it was mine. Goodness, I sure hope the caller had a hundred million dollars to loan me for interrupting such an important moment of life and death. “A minute, please.” Waving me off with an understanding smile, he turned back to his computer while I excused myself. “Hey, honey.” It was Gracie, and if I'm not mistaken, her voice sounded a bit shaky as she sniffed, and my heartbeat started thudding in anxiety. “What's wrong?" I asked Knitting my brows, I went on "Are you crying?” Running my palm down my thigh, I waited for her response. “Don't get worked up, okay. But you—you need to come home right… Stop!” I heard her scream, then the line went dead. Okay, now I'm freaking out. Reconstructing the contours of my face, I took a deep breath, managing a small smile as I whirled around and grabbed my bag. In retu
Ashley's POV Blood rushed out of the veins of my hand as the reality of what I had done hit me especially with Cain's steely brown eyes glaring at me while Marvin clicked his teeth in vexation. “This bitch just fucking slapped us.” Marvin's angry words trailed off as I hurried out of the office. The moment I got into my room, I bolted the locks, feeling a sudden surge of heat in my pores as I disheveled my hair. “What have I done?” I mumbled, hurrying over to pull down my curtain blinds since my window faced the Venom's farmhouse backyard. At a loss for the next step to take, I grabbed my handbag from the nightstand, ransacking it for my cellphone. At first I had thought I only had the one job of saving my dad's ranch. But now that the tables have turned and I found he'd kept his debts away from me and everyone else, the game has changed and the Venmos have the upper hand now. God, Gracie would be so devastated to hear the news, and breaking it to her was the last thin
Cain's POV “I don't give a damn if you're buying into what we just said or not.” I thundered, and she mildly cowered. Tossing the file aside, I continued. “But what I'm sure about is you wetting your pants when we decide to drag you to court, little girl.” I threatened. Goddamnit! I hated losing control of my emotions like this, but was I supposed to stay put when my bulge was threatening to poke out? Turning away before either of them noticed, I planted my hands at the edge of the desk, slightly hunching my back. “Come on now. I think you've overstayed your welcome.” Marvin gestured towards the door, harshness reeking in his tone as he caught her wrist, pulling her along. “Hey, hey, wait.” Wincing at the discomfort, she futilely struggled to free her arm while stumbling behind him. Just before he thrust her outside, she shouted. “What do you guys want in return?!” I didn't know if that was the right line of questioning from her, but the corners of my ears tipped u