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Chapter 8 Tommy Wants A Kiss
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President's Second Chance At Love Chapter 9 I Loved It 🔞
"Don't 'Ava' me, Richard. Where have you been? Why do you smell like alcohol?" My voice trembled as I confronted him, but he just stared back silently, his eyes distant. "Alright then," I muttered, my heart pounding. "Since you won't answer me, I'll do this my way." I grabbed his hand and led him to the bed, pushing him onto it and climbing on top of him. My breath hitched as I pressed my lips against his, trying to deepen the kiss, but he resisted. Each rejection stung, and tears threatened to spill, but I held them back. I refused to let Richard see me as weak, like my ex-husband had. Standing up, I began to undo the buttons of my nightgown, my fingers trembling. "Ava, what do you think you’re doing? Are you trying to seduce me? If so, I’m not falling for the temptation of a loose woman." he spits out his eyes bearing no emotions. His words cut deep, but I knew there was no turning back. I undid the last button and, after a few shaky breaths, let the fabric slip off my body
President's Second Chance At Love Chapter 10 Morning Sex(spicy scene)
I woke up the next morning to a familiar, tantalizing sensation. Richard was moving rhythmically inside me, his touch igniting every nerve in my body. I opened my eyes to find him gazing down at me with an intensity that made my heart race. His eyes were dark with desire, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body. "Morning," Richard murmured, his voice thick with sleep and desire. "Morning," I whispered back, a small smile tugging at my lips. His movements were slow and deliberate at first, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through me. I couldn't help but moan softly, the sound escaping my lips unbidden. Richard's breathing grew heavier, matching mine, and the room was filled with the mingling of our breaths and the soft rustling of sheets. As our pace quickened, my moans turned into gasps. "Faster," I urged, my voice barely a whisper. Richard responded to my plea, increasing his speed, his thrusts becoming more urgent and powerful. I became a moaning mess beneath
President's Second Chance At Love Chapter 11 At His Office
I had been seated in Richard's office for the past four hours and was already becoming impatient. Like who holds meetings this long? I asked out loud to no one I particular since I was the only one in the room. So in order to keep myself from being bored, I had requested different types of dishes to be served from my husband's office kitchen. It had not even been thirty minutes when the secretary knocked again to let me know the dishes were ready. And I asked her to come in. Almost immediately, she stepped in with some chefs behind her. I was hit by the savory scent of chicken wings, and I could not help but salivate as they served the dishes on my husband's table. At first, the secretary had asked me not to eat on my husband's table, suggesting the designated eating area instead. However, I wanted to prove a point because I had noticed her glaring at me ever since I entered the office with Richard and ordered the food. "But ma'am, Mr. Richard does not like it when his offi
President's Second Chance At Love Chapter 12 Sex In The Office
"Richard, can you just fuck me now?" I moaned, spreading my legs apart and gently tracing my finger over my clit. The anticipation made my skin tingle, and I could see the hunger in Richard's eyes, his cock hard and ready. I wanted to drive him wild, to tease him until he couldn't take it anymore. I added another finger, sliding them inside myself, feeling the slick heat of my own arousal. My breath came in short gasps as I moved my fingers in and out, my eyes locked on Richard's. He watched me intently, his hand stroking his own length in time with my movements, his eyes dark with desire. The room was filled with our heavy breathing and the wet, rhythmic sounds of my fingers moving. My free hand moved to my breasts, pinching and tugging at my nipples, which were already sensitive and sore from Richard's earlier attentions. Each touch sent a spark of pleasure through me, making me moan softly. "Richard," I gasped, feeling the pleasure building inside me, ready to explode. Just as
President's Second Chance At Love Chapter 13 Ava's Past
Richard picked up the phone, and instantly, his face darkened. "What's wrong, baby?" I asked teasingly after he dropped the call, but he ignored me, focusing on tapping on his phone. "Babe," I called out again, but the look he gave me made me shiver in fear. "Ava, can you explain what this is?" he said, throwing his phone onto the bed. "What is it?" I asked, but he jerked his head away, his shoulders stiffening, and his fists clenching at his sides—a silent rebuke that spoke louder than words. My heart raced, and my breath caught in my throat as a jumble of thoughts swirled in my head. My hand hesitated, hovering over the phone as if it might bite me. I looked up at Richard. His face twisted in a snarl, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity as he watched me. "Pick up the phone," he spat out, his voice low and menacing. Just his expression alone made me snatch the phone up quickly. The image on the screen made my heart race. It was a picture of me—or rather, the previ
President's Second Chance At Love Chapter 14 Broken (strictly 🔞 do proceed with caution)
***Sensitive content: Proceed with caution*** This is written to portray the story more this contains a rape scene please do skip this chapter if you would not be able to read it. Two months had passed since that day Richard had sent me out of his office. I hadn’t even considered going back home. Though I missed tommy so much I just could not go back but I had secretly watched as he got picked up from his school with tears slipping down my eyes that I would not be able to see my son up so close again. On that day Richard had sent me out of his office with nothing, all I had was my purse and the card Richard had given me. But I couldn’t bring myself to spend the money. I couldn’t lose more dignity than I already had. And even still I was saving it for when I was due to give birth which was more important since I still didn’t have enough money for the hospital bills, but I knew the card would cover it since i checked the balance there out of curiosity and the money there was
President's Second Chance At Love Chapter 15 Loosing Her Child
I woke up from the nightmare I was having, my head pounding and my body feeling as though it were encased in lead. The room around me was disorientingly familiar this was my room in Richards house, the place I had to leave behind unwillingly. I squinted at the walls, the dim morning light creeping through the curtains. My heart raced, and a cold sweat broke out on my skin. My thoughts churned wildly. Was this a dream? I thought, squeezing my eyes shut. I tried to deny reality by reopening them, only to find the same room, the same oppressive silence. This was my room, a place I had once thought I would never see again. How did I end up here? Had I somehow been reborn again? A wave of fear surged through me, suffocating and overwhelming as memories of that night’s horrors crashed into my mind in relentless, brutal flashes. Their faces, their hands, their taunts, and laughter—each recollection sliced through my psyche like shards of glass. My breath came in shallow, ragge
President's Second Chance At Love Chapter 16 A Visitor From the Past
I stared into the mirror, blinking rapidly as if it would change the reflection before me. But it didn’t. The woman in the mirror was a stranger. Her once-bright eyes were sunken, rimmed with dark circles, and swollen from the tears that had been her only companion for… I didn’t even know how long. Weeks? Months? Time had lost its meaning. All I knew was the four walls of this room, the endless dark, and the ache that wrapped around my heart like a vice. I lifted a hand to my face, my fingers trembling as they traced the outline of my cheek. My skin was pale, almost sickly, and my lips were cracked and dry. I flinched at my own touch, as if the woman in the mirror wasn’t really me, but some hollow, broken version of myself. “This can’t be me,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, even to myself. But the woman in the mirror didn’t disappear, didn’t change. She just stared back at me with the same empty eyes. As I stared at myself, the thought of Tommy surged through me. I m
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