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
Poor Kiara would have envisioned that it would be too dark for him to figure out her delicious curves, but to hell with the lights. If only she'd known how he had already pictured her naked a thousand times, she'd gouge his eyes out. Wrapping her arms across her chest, she shuffled her foot as she tried to make out his expression through the pitch blackness of the elevator. “What's the use of striping? You can even see— “Leave that to me. Now do it.” Dante cut in, struggling to normalize his ragged breaths as he reached to unbuckle his belt. Damn it! The suspense was killing him, but he'd ride on till he engraved every memory of tonight in his head forever. As she unstrapped her bra, he reached for his boner, wrapping his trembling palm around it with an approving grunt. The lines of her plump breasts with peak hard nipples resting on it appeared before his vision, and his breathing went bated. Though the urge to grab her and devour her right there tempted him, he wanted to pu
“You bastard, oouu.” She whimpered, yet arched her hips to meet his sharp thrusts that burned her deep as he continued fucking her in rhythmic motion. Using one hand, he fisted his hand into her hair and tugged it up, still maintaining his feral pounding into her tight ass. “Look at you, Ki. Loving every bit of this. Should I stop?” He asked in a thick, low voice that was filled with lust as he rammed into her, the furious slapping of their skins echoing in the atmosphere. When she shook her head instead of responding, he smacked her ass, and she jolted. It was degrading, but it made her clit clench harder, making his brutality more worth it. Goodness, she couldn't even admit how it turned her on. “I'll spank your ass till you learn to be a good girl for me, Ki.” Each of his words was accompanied by a deep thrust that made her scream her moans. He didn't allow her time to consider it as his big palm connected with the delicate skin of her ass a few more times. Judging
“Even if you get on your knees and plead, I can't go raw with you of all people.” She mumbled, her words going against her action as his tip stroked her slick hole, and she shivered before letting him go.Yet Dante was quick to catch her hand and place it back on his shaft, his chest heaving in anticipation as he leaned towards her.“I won't deny I'm also contemplating not doing it. But if it would do you any good, I'm clean.” He whispered, reaching to tug at her nipple and brush his lips across her mouth before he withdrew from her.A sense of insatiable need prickled her exposed skin as she felt the warmth of his presence leave her.There were two things at stake here.One was letting herself trust Dante's words and risking her health.Well, two was leaving this elevator without having a taste of his massive dick in her tight pussy, exactly how she had imagined.After that moment, she'd never have a chance because she had decided to quit her job.Yeah, she would rather commit suicid
Yet he didn't stop slamming his veiny cock up her pussy as he groaned in greedy satisfaction while her squirt came in violent motion. Everything about Kiara was exquisite and addictive except her work ethic. He had always known it'd be divine to get down on this woman, but this experience was so exhilarating that he never wanted to forget it. The triumph of having her at the mercy of her own orgasm seared through his veins, and his iron control at the promise of gentleness went out the window. As her second orgasm began building up, he took up his pace, driving into her in deep, urgent strokes that stretched her swollen pussy lips to a point of submission. “Oh, Dante. Mmmh.” She moaned, taking his greedy cock with every inch of her core that was still slicked with the wetness of his stimulation. “I've always loved how you stubbornly called my last name even if you knew I hated it.” He husked, pinning her to the walls with the sole aid of his athletic thighs as he moved his
“Fucking.” He replied and at the same time, he buried himself to the hilt inside me, and I gasped, getting used to his thick length before I started moving. “You wore a tie today. What's the occasion?” I managed to ask, my mouth forming an O as my hips danced sensually on his cock. Tugging his lips up to a smirk, he loosened his tie a bit. “I thought you'd need a demonstration before you ride an actual horse, cowgirl.” He complimented me, and a coy smile spread across my face as I increased my hip movement. Giving me full control, he crossed his arm at the back of his head, and I got the cue to hold onto his tie, like a rein, as I rode on a carnal bliss that was beyond my imagination. Our facial expression of lust seemed to match as we gave each other easy smiles. “Tell me what’s your favorite part of the day.” I moaned my words, and he groaned in approval. “When I'm buried deep inside you, sucking those perky tits,” he replied. God, it seemed Marvin's foul play involv
“Fuck!” Marvin let out a guttural groan as he came. Cain only grunted in that familiar animalistic way before he bottomed out of me, and the three of us were letting our hot breaths fan against ourselves, with me trapped in the middle, looking like a naked sardine. Cain's head was buried in my neck as he slowly let my numb leg go while Marvin panted against my back. “That was fucking hot.” To be honest, I had been drunk when this whole thing started, but they had screwed the highness out of me only to replace it with a more desperate one. The high of taming the Venmos. Shoving my shyness into a dark corner of my mind, I asked, “Who wants to go again, or are you knocked out already?” When Cain raised his head to meet mine, I could see a perilous kind of stun flash in his eyes as his lips pulled up into an approval smirk. “Who's knocking who out?” He asked. “Let's find out.” Marvin chimed in as if it was some sort of challenge, and I'd love a good dare at this poin
Ashley's POV “Ouch.” I let out a whimper mixed with a moan that gurgled in Marvin's mouth as he guided my hand to his boner, helping me release his fly to feel him. “Stroke my big dick, fatso. I want you to hold me.” His breath went ragged against my lips, and then I shivered as I felt cold air sizzle in the middle of my core. That assured Cain was really busy down there, making sure I was stark naked as I felt his tongue wet my ass in hungry licks. Coupled with the soreness I was feeling as he parted my asshole, he swept his tongue down there, and I honestly thought I was floating for a second. My breathing was becoming hitched, but I couldn't give a care in the world as I surrendered my body to carnal exploration. Wrapping my hand around Marvin's hot length, I pumped him slowly and he returned the favor by unhooking my bra just to tug at my nipples as he kissed me in ravenous, deep strokes. Heavens, I could live for this. For the Venmo twins' sweet torture, savoring in the
Ashley's POV As soon as I heard the door slam shut, I hurried to sit up, my heartbeat thudding in anxiety as I dialed Gracie's number. “Finally! I've been so worried about you, honey. How are you?” Her voice sounded a bit throaty, like she had the flu or something, and I suddenly had the urge to run off and go be with her. That was the easiest and safest thing in the world, running back to your comfort zone, or someone you see as home. But that decision might come with a heavy price, and right now I needed to focus on that annual rodeo event Cain talked about. If anything, that was my only shot at getting my life back together, a safer place to call home, and protecting the ones I love. “Nana… I took in a deep breath, ignoring the soreness in between my legs. “I'm okay. I couldn't reach you the other day.” “Neither could I. Don't even ask me how many times I packed my bag to come see you, but the workers need me and— I heard a pause from the other end, and my brows drew toge
Marvin's POV “Ah.” She moaned as I filled her up, deep and thorough. Then I leaned over her curvy torso, taking one of her nipples in my mouth before I started driving into her in slow, gentle, but penetrative strokes like I promised. For now. Maybe ladies enjoyed slow fucks to rough ones, but I didn't care to know. What I could make sure of was they'd feel sore for a whole week. That was my aim. I groaned into her breasts as I delivered powerful, deep thrusts in slow mo, my waist going in sensual waves with how I rolled my hips, causing me to target her most sensitive spots that had her back arching off the bed. “Uhh, I'm so full.” She was almost sobbing as she gripped my hair, pulling me closer to her nipples while I continued hitting her in those spots that made her writhe under me. “Faster, go faster.” She slurred, heaving her hips to meet my deepened thrusts. Well, her majesty's wish was my command, and my lips tugged up into a tantalizing smirk as I straightened my ba
Marvin's POV At least he was decent enough to tie a small towel around his waist. I would imagine he'd have come out naked if it were only Ashley in the room. “I don't need to use it. I'm fine.” She argued, and his gaze hardened on her. “After rubbing yourself in all that mud at the garden, you think?” He asked, and Ashley's face paled. He knew. Cain always knew everything, and the shit never got old. Watching her quietly go in, we both avoided each other in silence till she came out in a towel this time. “Get in the bed,” Cain ordered, and she got in with no question. I really needed to put fear in Ashley just like him, but I wasn't too hopeful I'd be able to make her do things using that strict daddy tone. Fuck me. “Haven't you had enough of her? So selfish.” I voiced, like we were squabbling over some toy cars, and I wanted him to know he was being greedy by keeping most to himself. “What can I do? You love to watch.” Cain shrugged as he walked past me as he crawled to
Marvin's POV Understanding what he meant, I flashed him a dirty look.“Fuck you,” I said under my breath as I left.As soon as I got into my room, I placed her on the bed, pulling the sheets over her before going in for a shower.I doubted she'd thank me very much if I helped her shower, and I didn't want to wake her up.Cain, that darn fucker.In the past, we've never had issues with sharing women, not once, but we got down on them separately.I had to break that rule today because he was getting ahead of himself by keeping her away from me, and I wasn't having any of that shit.Crashing atop the sofa, I watched the rhythm of her soft breathing till I blanked out, and the next morning she was gone.Ruffling my hair in frustration, I dragged my sleepy ass outside my room, only dressed in my sweatpants, my naked chest heaving as I barged into Cain's room to find her brushing her hair in front of the mirror.“Did you spend the night here?” I asked in a betrayed tone.Fuck, what was wro
Cain's POV To tell the truth, I was a bit stunned, but I masked it with a glare as I put the belt around my neck and buckled it.She'd been too distracted to notice the sheets had left half of her body as she tightened the sole of the buckle against my neck, her eyes growing watery in what I assumed was pain.“Yeah. I should strangle you to death and put your body in a furnace till you burn to ashes so you'll leave my family alone, right?” She wasn't asking.All this time I stayed motionless, only the coldness in my eyes making her blink tears as she loosened her grip in defeat.Leaning her head against my chest, she sniffled.“I hate you, all of you.”What she didn't know was my hate for her and her family had been fanning my desire for her all these years.Or else, how was I supposed to crave something or someone that didn't flare up my insides and kept the fire in me burning?Clasping her wrists in one hand, I pulled her with me to the bed, and in an attempt to avoid landing atop
Cain's POV “See, you knocked her out, you asshole. Why won't you take it easy?” he asked, gently placing Ashley on the bed,. Disappearing into the bathroom, he returned with a hot towel and started cleaning her up. On the other hand, I was barely panting as I moved away from her, far enough to hide my semi-hard cock. Seriously, who was Marvin trying to paint me as, the bad guy that messes up a woman in bed but can't clean her up? Yeah, that was me. To top it all, I was still hard as hell for another round, but Marvin didn't look like he was having any of my bossy takeover as he hovered around her like a worried mother hen. He cleaned her up, asking if she was okay from time to time while she lay limp, whispering and nodding her head at intervals. An amused smirk tugged at my lips as I watched him. “Since when did you care so much? Aha, you want your turn, don't you?” I asked mockingly, and he stopped what he was doing to send me a wicked grin. “There's no debate o