The internet speculated about what happened that night again. The candid photo of the three of us, taken during a moment of Caroline's tears, had made its way online, sparking a flurry of comments and speculations. As I scrolled through the comments, the words of strangers on the internet seemed to hold a surprising weight. Some people had already cast their judgments, labeling me as the "loser" in this tangled relationship. Poor me. They speculated that Dax and Caroline would inevitably get back together, leaving me as the unfortunate casualty of their story.There were those who lashed out at Caroline, calling her a fake and a liar, suggesting that her past actions had tainted her reputation beyond repair. The online world was a harsh judge, anyone would be judged anyway. The internet could be relentless, and the reality was everyone had an opinion about everyone's lives and the choices they made, something we had no control over. After my visit home, I decided to make a stop at
I didn't realize how fast he was, but I was already held in his tight unyielding grip. His fingers tightened around my arms, stopping me from leaving the room. "Stop," he growled. It was a command that brought me to an abrupt halt. His tone gave me no room for argument."Daxton!" Caroline's voice whined behind him. "You don't need her anymore. I will break up with Jovan. I love you." She said in a heartrending voice, making me feel worse than seeing him on his lap. I couldn't meet Dax's eyes. I didn't want to witness his reaction to Caroline's confession. He could now return to her arms again, leaving me with a heavy heart. It was heart-wrenching, but what could I do? What we had had all been an act, a facade. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean...to interrupt, Dax," I stammered, my voice trembling. "I thought... I thought you were not busy, so I..." I cleared my throat, my gaze fixed on the button of his crisp white shirt, my fingers fidgeting nervously. "I dropped by. Sorry."My breath cau
"Now take your panties off for Daddy," His words sent a devilish squirm through my body. My nipples hardened and my mouth parted in ecstasy. I felt so alive, and so turned on. His words were strangely captivating. This was his kinky side I never imagined. And even if I tried to deny my reaction, the wetness down below me couldn't hide the fact that his command Trembling, I stepped out of my panties and let them fall to the floor.His eyes were glowing with desire, as he took in every inch of me. His hands moved to trace my wetness, sending a spark to my clit. His other hand teased my inner thigh and I moaned, arching my back in anticipation. He moved closer and I could feel the heat radiating off of his body. I yelped when he lifted me back on the table but drank my noises when his lips caught mine into a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth, growling a sound that sunk through my skin. He was like an animal deprived of water. He was devouring me like I was his last feast.
"Too deep! Ah! Dax!" I cried out, feeling the intense pressure as his cock met my cervix, setting off a whirlwind of sensations. My legs were draped over his shoulders, his sturdy hands firmly gripping my hips, pulling me deeper into him. Desperately, I clung to the edges of his desk, the creaking of the table beneath us along with the lewd sounds echoing in the room.This man was strong, and he was not holding me like a delicate glass that could break in his hands, instead, he seemed to enjoy watching me slowly breaking and shaking with pleasure in his arms."You seem to forget my name, Princess?" he growled into my ear, licking the shell. I involuntarily clenched, moaning as delicious shudders bit my skin. His deep voice made me weak, letting me feel his dominance taking hold. "Daddy," he commanded, the word dripping with authority. His hands tightened on my hips, and he quickened the pace, the forceful rhythm of our entwined bodies creating an electrifying sensation. Each thrust pu
“No! Don’t come near me!” I screeched. “You see this piece of wood? You’ll be dead the moment this connects with your head, you filthy wolf!” I hissed, using the most threatening voice I could use to scare this wild behemoth of a wolf before me as I brandished the wood on its face, but it only made a snorting sound as if it wasn’t at all frightened. The beast took another step and another, making me step back, mirroring its action, but something hard kissed my back. There was no escape—the trunk of the tree trapped me from sprinting away. The whole self-contained district was a dreamlike place for everyone. It was beautiful. Silent. Intimate. The people were welcoming and beyond hospitable. Ciara, my best friend, recommended me the place to breathe, to relax— the sweetest escape I could ever have—she said. And I thought, why not? I had been working like I had six families to feed. It was about time I looked after myself and had the time of my life. Situated on a small island, Farrae
It was soft and very comfy; it also smelt clean and salty. This was what I badly needed: the fresh air, a comfortable bed, and its soft materials; pillows that were as fleecy as feathers; white and fluffy—all were what my heart desired for a vacation. Oh. Just perfect! I moaned as I stretched my limbs and smiled. What a nightmare! I knew it. Since the place was very new to me, it was really inevitable to have bad dreams, but so far, last night’s dream was the most terrifying dream I ever had in my life. It felt so real. So freaking scary. Opening my eyes, the exhilarating view greeted me; the color of the sea and its calm ocean waves extending across were visible through the exterior glass wall in the room but... It was the moment when I heard a growl that the sheet went flying because of the great surprise it put me in, gasping sharply. My back against the headboard as I balled myself in fear. My eyes tightly shut. This isn’t my room; my room is right next to the beach, but not as
I pressed the head of the vibrator against my heat. The initial rush of pleasure made my body shake along with the loud gasps. I couldn't help but racket. "Fück! It feels so good..." I moaned, squirming. Placing my fingers over my nub, I made a slow thrusting motion as I slowly let the tip of the shaft shape inside me, gasping, moaning at the sensations the thing was proffering me. "Shít..." I was breathless. I heard a low growl in the background, but I didn't care. I knew the wolf was watching me. I internally giggled. What could an animal do with it? I was having a solitary time with myself, bored and feeling horny. As if it would tell me on to its owner that I was pleasuring myself in his bedroom—but why did I think it was a He? "Oh, yes!" Like it was focusing on my internal pleasures, the object stimulated the inner front of my walls, setting my body on to a fiery flame. I was very close to the edge. Methodically, my hips circled around my hands as I fondled my breast, moan
"Oh, please...don't stop!" I felt so full. He was gifted in all departments. The way he saddled his way into me felt wonderfully sublime. "Yes, just like that!" With him, the inhibitions I had in my body were gone. I was comfortable. His words made me feel I was enough. This man had made me his new me, and I'm not me anymore. Something felt strange around him. Sort of a good kind of strange. Like I've known him. "You're gripping me hard, kitten. You feel so good around me. Take it... Take. It. Deeper!" His words mirrored his actions. Slowly in and out, then short quick thrusts that made me see bright stars behind my lids. Sweat formed above my brows. My hands gripping the sheets. He was holding my legs over his shoulders, tilting my body for his easy assault. I felt him impossibly deep inside me, boring through, stretching me out. I could feel how my insides trembled around his immense girth. His strokes became sinfully wild and quick as he looped his hand around my leg to reach
"Too deep! Ah! Dax!" I cried out, feeling the intense pressure as his cock met my cervix, setting off a whirlwind of sensations. My legs were draped over his shoulders, his sturdy hands firmly gripping my hips, pulling me deeper into him. Desperately, I clung to the edges of his desk, the creaking of the table beneath us along with the lewd sounds echoing in the room.This man was strong, and he was not holding me like a delicate glass that could break in his hands, instead, he seemed to enjoy watching me slowly breaking and shaking with pleasure in his arms."You seem to forget my name, Princess?" he growled into my ear, licking the shell. I involuntarily clenched, moaning as delicious shudders bit my skin. His deep voice made me weak, letting me feel his dominance taking hold. "Daddy," he commanded, the word dripping with authority. His hands tightened on my hips, and he quickened the pace, the forceful rhythm of our entwined bodies creating an electrifying sensation. Each thrust pu
"Now take your panties off for Daddy," His words sent a devilish squirm through my body. My nipples hardened and my mouth parted in ecstasy. I felt so alive, and so turned on. His words were strangely captivating. This was his kinky side I never imagined. And even if I tried to deny my reaction, the wetness down below me couldn't hide the fact that his command Trembling, I stepped out of my panties and let them fall to the floor.His eyes were glowing with desire, as he took in every inch of me. His hands moved to trace my wetness, sending a spark to my clit. His other hand teased my inner thigh and I moaned, arching my back in anticipation. He moved closer and I could feel the heat radiating off of his body. I yelped when he lifted me back on the table but drank my noises when his lips caught mine into a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth, growling a sound that sunk through my skin. He was like an animal deprived of water. He was devouring me like I was his last feast.
I didn't realize how fast he was, but I was already held in his tight unyielding grip. His fingers tightened around my arms, stopping me from leaving the room. "Stop," he growled. It was a command that brought me to an abrupt halt. His tone gave me no room for argument."Daxton!" Caroline's voice whined behind him. "You don't need her anymore. I will break up with Jovan. I love you." She said in a heartrending voice, making me feel worse than seeing him on his lap. I couldn't meet Dax's eyes. I didn't want to witness his reaction to Caroline's confession. He could now return to her arms again, leaving me with a heavy heart. It was heart-wrenching, but what could I do? What we had had all been an act, a facade. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean...to interrupt, Dax," I stammered, my voice trembling. "I thought... I thought you were not busy, so I..." I cleared my throat, my gaze fixed on the button of his crisp white shirt, my fingers fidgeting nervously. "I dropped by. Sorry."My breath cau
The internet speculated about what happened that night again. The candid photo of the three of us, taken during a moment of Caroline's tears, had made its way online, sparking a flurry of comments and speculations. As I scrolled through the comments, the words of strangers on the internet seemed to hold a surprising weight. Some people had already cast their judgments, labeling me as the "loser" in this tangled relationship. Poor me. They speculated that Dax and Caroline would inevitably get back together, leaving me as the unfortunate casualty of their story.There were those who lashed out at Caroline, calling her a fake and a liar, suggesting that her past actions had tainted her reputation beyond repair. The online world was a harsh judge, anyone would be judged anyway. The internet could be relentless, and the reality was everyone had an opinion about everyone's lives and the choices they made, something we had no control over. After my visit home, I decided to make a stop at
"Good girl," he praised, his words sending a delicious buzz up my neck. Why did a simple phrase could make me feel hot and bothered?"Now, on your knees, Carissa," he commanded, sounding so dominant. And without hesitation, I dropped to my knees before him, my heart hammering in my chest. "Unzip me," he ordered, his voice a low, husky growl.The thought made my hands tremble. His body seemed to flinch when my hand grazed his skin. I slowly unzipped his pants. I instantly let out a moan at the sight of him, long and hard, stiff and with pre-cum glinting against the light. The sight made my lips parched. "You're big," I couldn't help but comment, watching the veins around his length pulsate with need.He let out a low, appreciative chuckle at my comment. "You have no idea, princess," he replied, his voice thick with desire. His hands moved to gently cup my face, his thumb brushing my lips in a sensual caress. "But don't worry, it'll fit. Take it like a good girl,"My lower abdomen tig
We walked inside the house, the tension thick in the air. The anticipation and tension that had simmered between us in the limousine seemed to follow us. The atmosphere inside the house felt different. I could feel his warmth trailing behind me. I felt his eyes undressing me like a physical caress, tracing over the contours of my body. "I...I'm going to my room now," I told him, but my voice came out breathless. His pupils dilated, dark desire flickering in his eyes as he took a slow, deliberate inhale."Are you telling me so I will follow you?" he replied, his voice husky with lust.I bit down on my lip. The desire that pulsed between us was undeniable, so I smiled seductively as I turned to head to my room. "I need help to get this dress off me." In an instant, Dax's desire ignited, and he lifted me from the ground, his strong arms cradling me as he carried me toward the living room instead. The suddenness of his actions sent a thrill of burning anticipation coursing through me
"So we met," were her first words as our eyes met in the mirror. "Caroline,""You know my name," she chuckled softly. "Who wouldn't be?" Her smile was almost sneering. "I haven't introduced myself properly, I supposed," I told her. "I'm Daxton's girlfriend, Carissa," I said as I turned to her. Her eyes may have looked murderous but she was good at covering it up with a faked sweet smile. She leaned against the marble counter, her posture exuding confidence that bordered on arrogance."Daxton's girlfriend, huh?" her words laced with a subtle challenge.I maintained my composure, offering her a polite but steely smile. "Yes, that's right. We've been together for a while now."Caroline's lips curled into a sardonic grin. "Well, that's certainly a surprise, considering Daxton never struck me as the 'settling down' type.""Is that the reason why you cheated?" I said and that seemed to catch her by surprise. She exhaled rather furiously. And why did I enjoy that? I just met her, but sh
The surgery had gone well, and my father was resting peacefully. The beeping of the monitoring equipment was the only noise I could hear in the quiet room.I sat by my father's bedside, my fingers gently intertwined with his. I watched his chest rise and fall with each steady breath, a small smile of gratitude tugging at the corners of my lips. It was a moment I had feared might never come, and yet, here we were.A nurse entered the room, checking the monitors and assessing my father's condition. She offered me a reassuring smile. "He's doing great. The surgery was a success. He'll need some time to recover, but he's on the right track."Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded, my voice choked with emotion. "Thank you. Thank you so much."The nurse patted my shoulder gently before leaving the room.I felt a profound sense of gratitude, not only for the medical team who had saved my father's life but also for Daxton. After I said yes to his proposal, he quickly arranged everything. And
"What do you want to talk about?" He put down the book he was reading and eyed me, his eyes lingering on my hips as if checking if I were okay. Deep in those eyes, I could see something I couldn't make out. He cleared his throat, tearing his gaze away from me and returning it to the book on his lap. "I want to make a proposal, Carissa." He patted the space next to him. "Sit." I hesitated for a moment, then decided to oblige, taking a seat beside him on the vintage couch. The proximity was uncomfortably strange for me. Strange because it was making me hot especially what had just happened in my room. He'd seen everything!"What proposal?" I asked, curious. He paused for a moment as if carefully choosing his words. "If you've seen online, and I think you have," he began, his eyes intense, "people are curious about us. They've painted a certain picture, and I think it's time we take control of that narrative."I raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue.Dax's lips curled into a