Ashley's POV Blinded by my rage, I hadn't registered his motive for acting so calm as I whirled around to leave. Almost immediately, the honks started blaring in the air, and my heart dropped to my stomach. How in the world did the demolishers happen to be on standby for the moment I refused the Venmo deal...? Wait…. Stopping in my tracks, I slowly turned around to find Marvin grinning wickedly as he brought the glass to his lips. “Talk about fast-tracking, huh? In case you thought we've been bluffing, I had to give a quick reminder.” Turning his focus to me, I tried to hide the tremble in my hands by placing them behind my back. “How's that for a start to our dirty games?” He asked, and I could hear the frantic feet of the workers racing towards that direction. Soon in time, Gracie would start to panic on seeing the tractor. The Venmo bastards! I inwardly yelled as I moved closer to him. “Please stop them. I'll—I'll do what you ask and won't argue.” I managed to p
Ashley's POV “Hey, give it back. I'll take another one.” I hopped a few times trying to grab the phone as he raised it in the air, knowing too well that I wouldn't be able to reach it. “You're such a pervert.” I huffed in defeat when he let his arms fall, throwing the phone into his pocket only to lean close to me, “Even a pervert wouldn't need to look at your pic twice before it ends up in the trash.” “Then why did you want it in the first place?” I scoffed. “Just to make fun of you.” He added, winking at me. Stomping off, a peppery sensation burned in my eyes, but I made sure to reach outside before I let tears roll down my cheeks. Taking the backyard again, I hurried into my room, locked myself in, and then curled myself up in the sheet. After which I pressed my mouth into the pillow and sobbed. Harry had also said the same thing, but his was more hurtful. Marvin successfully reminded me of the reason why I couldn't hold my marriage. I sulked and slept off ti
Ashley's POV “Concerning?” I was almost sitting at the foot of the couch in curiosity. “Relax, please. It's nothing out of the ordinary, but your consent is important. We can get on with the signing if you are comfortable with it. “Only if.” He added, and my heartbeat pounded at the uncertainty as he extended the file to me, and I accepted it. Taking in a deep breath before I slowly started flipping through the pages, I could barely concentrate with a stranger's eyes on me. “Can you come back for this? I have to take my time.” I requested it without raising my head. “Three hours. That should be enough, right?” He asked, and I briefly glanced at him enough to catch how intent his gaze was. “Maybe more. Like a whole day.” I hardly finished my sentence when he coughed a laugh, and I paused to shoot my brow up. “Something’s funny?” I asked. “No, miss, sorry about that, but— Schooling his face to be stern, he continued. “Going strictly by the terms in the contract
Cain's POV “What the hell are you standing there for?” I asked Hilda, who looked beyond shocked as she hurried to me. She tried to maintain eye contact but couldn't hold it with the iciness in my eyes. “She insisted on bringing it in herself,” she argued. I gave her a dirty look, and she shrank back into her shell. “I'm sorry.” She apologized, going back to grab hold of Ashley's bag, but I didn't miss the glare she sent Ashley's way as she walked past. Screwing my housekeeper was one thing, but letting her know her place every now and then was another thing. I didn't bother to ask if she was okay as she leaned her weight against the shelf in our living room, rubbing on her arms with her face scrunched up in pain. Turning my back to her, I started walking towards my home office. “Hilda will show you to your room, and you're not to step out without my permission. Am I understood?” I asked from over my shoulder, and when I didn't get the desired quick response, I paused. Cleari
Cain's POV “Give me the showerhead.” “Please hurry. Some soap got in my eyes!” She cried, blindly swinging her ass to and fro as she searched for support. I had been so engrossed feasting my eyes on her thighs that I forgot to move for a while. When she managed to turn around, the swing of her hands brushed past my pants, and for a second I thought my angry shaft was going to sprout out of my pants in impatience. That did it. Because I reached for the showerhead, putting it over her face while her breathing went ragged as she washed the soap off. Taking out a small towel, I offered it to her, which she used to wipe her face. “Thank y-o-u—her words choked in her throat as her eyes widened at me, and she screamed, “What are you doing here?” She almost jumped into the bathtub as she staggered backward. Letting my lips tug to the corner in derision, I stepped close to her, “Really? You're asking me that in my own house.” With the way she was plastered against the
Marvin's POV “And where have you been, Mr. Rancher?” I asked my twin, clenching my teeth and grinning all at once. He took one hard look at me before completely releasing me and walking around his table to take a seat. “I'm busy. Just spit out whatever you got to stay and leave.” He rapped, burying his head in his damn work like the fucking workaholic I knew he was. Well, may the good Lord help him drown in a pool of horseshit and do more work. But as for me, I was going to rewind because I needed to give myself flowers for getting off Ashley's mirror pic for days when she lived just next door. If only she knew how I've wrenched orgasm after orgasm from that one picture like a drooling dog, she'd have filed charges of sexual harassment already. Shoving my hands into my pocket, I had a stern look as I glanced over the stack of papers on the desk. “The sheriff's been acting up a little too much these days. While I want to give him a little warning, what should we do abou
Marvin's POV “What are you doing?” She asked, panic evident in her tone. Pausing for a bit, I raked my fingers through my hair before rolling my tongue across my teeth as though to soak up how my mouth was watering at the knowledge of her being naked. “Breaking you out unless you want to rot in there.” I responded, knowing fully well I was exaggerating. But I didn't give a care in the world. Fuck the damn contract. I wanted Ashley right now, whether Cain liked it or not. “I don't need your help. Just go away.” She yelled as I continued yanking at the doorknob. Then I stopped again. Before alerting the entire household of my little break-in, I left and then returned with a key man. Unlike in the movies, I couldn't unlock a bolt with a fucking needle. That was bullshit. Only a key man would know what to use in this case since it was their job. “Don't you dare come in. He says he'd deal with anybody that tries to get me out.” She said, terror ringing in her tone. But I knew
Ashley's POV I wasn't supposed to be feeling the lick of heat from Marvin's hot tongue as he swirled it around my nipple, but my nails dug into his shoulders instinctively, my eyes widening in the fullness of ecstasy. No way! This wasn't the reaction I expected from myself. I should be filled with disgust, clawing my fingers at his hair and ripping the strands off for even as much as touching me, but here I was— “Get your hands off me.” I hissed, hoping it sounded more harsh than I intended. In fact, my eyes rolling at the back of my head contradicted my words, and he groaned against my breast. “With the way you're trembling already, I think it's best if I keep my hands on you.” The words almost didn't make it out of his mouth as his hot breath fanned the pores of my bare bosom, and I quivered. I made subtle attempts to push him off me, but it was as though my sixth sense kept pulling him more onto myself that I felt as if I had been divided into a double personality. One tha
“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