My inside wouldn’t stop quivering and I knew that my body was frustrated from being robbed of the joys of orgasming although I was already so close. I swear that I didn’t have something like this in mind when I accepted the designer’s suggestion to insert a slit all the way up to almost my hips into the dress for the event. Bradon slid my panties off of me before discarding them on the floor.“Spread your legs…” Bradon instructed as his hands moved to pull my thighs apart.The dress parted and flew away from my legs as if it knew what it was supposed to do in such a situation to not get in our way. I felt my pussy being stretched opened as Bradon spread my thighs widely apart while he stood in between my legs. I could feel my core heating up even hotter than before as my pussy clenched in anticipation of what I knew was going to come next.“Let’s see how long you can stay sitting up,” Bradon said in wonder.He grabbed my thighs and yanked them even further apart. I cried out in a mix
“Please…what?” he asked mockingly.I moaned softly when he began swirling my clit around with his fingertip while occasionally applying more pressure. It felt like all my senses had been awakened and the pleasure from his teasing touch was driving me wild with need. Just when I thought that he would give me a break, Bradon pressed his fingertip hard against my clit before pinching it and rolling it between his fingertips. I knew that he was teasing me, and that I was also reacting the way that he wanted me to. He took in my every reaction as my body unraveled right in front of him. The sweet and seductive torture that he was putting me through quickly became unbearable.I can’t take it anymore…“Ahh! Ahhh…Please…Fuck me…Fuck me already!” I cried out demandingly.“Good. Beg me, Leya. Beg for my cock…” Bradon whispered seductively to me.His hand wedge itself under my butt and lifted my hips up a little from the table as he positioned the engorged head of his cock at my twitching entran
“Ahh! So…fast…” I cried out in between my lusty moans and harsh panting.“You like it this way much better, don’t you?” he said almost knowingly.I wasn’t sure if I preferred to have it fast and hard, but I had to say that I was surely enjoying how his cock was pounding into my wet hole. My core felt so hot, and I could feel myself getting hotter and wetter inside. The sound of his cock stirring up my wet juices sounded so lewd and turned me on even more than before. My mind felt like it had been sucked under a spell of desire until all I could think about was Bradon and what he was doing to me.“Yes…Ahh…” I moaned without realizing that I had just answered his question.Taking it nice and slow might be nice for once between us but it just didn’t feel like what we needed at that moment. There was a right time for everything, and what felt right for both of us was some hot and wild sex. I already knew just how compatible our bodies were with each other and sex with Bradon had always fe
Bradon must have realized it because he grabbed my legs and helped wrap them around his hips before his hands dipped under my ass.“Is this what you wanted?” he asked in a low seductive whisper. I nodded my head because I felt too overwhelmed with emotions to reply to him in words. To my surprised, Bradon suddenly kissed my lips. It felt too good and I found myself accepting his kiss without a second thought as my lips automatically parted to welcome the entrance of his hot and wet tongue. Our tongues danced passionately and then his cock began moving inside of me again. The weight of my body made it feel like his cock was reaching even deeper inside of me. Bradon held my hips where he wanted it so that each time he drove his massive manhood into me, it felt so rough and so deep. His cock hit hard against my womb with each thrust and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to my release. “I’m…going to cum…” I confessed in a soft whisper.All I could do was moan and then cry o
“That’s not…” I murmured to myself as an empty void seemed to have opened up in the middle of my chest. It was when the door of the room closed behind him and I was left completely alone that I understood that those were not the words that I wanted to say to him. Everything that I said to him were probably all the wrong things. The look of slight disappointment that crossed his face whenever I apologized told me well enough that he didn’t like what he had heard from my lips. No matter how many times I apologized to him whether it was in pure sincerity or in pure anger, it would never be enough. “Thank you…for saving me…” I whispered so softly that I could barely hear myself. I had no idea why those simple words were so hard to say out loud to him. Of course, I knew that I had to apologize to him for going against our agreement and for using him; however, I should have known that I should have thanked him as well. It was so easy to apologize to get it over with and yet it was so har
“Where are we going?” I asked. “I don’t know. Wherever they want us to go,” he replied clearly without any care. I had to say that I wasn’t at all impressed when he reached for a brown A4 size envelope and slid it across the table to me. The envelope was still sealed and I was the one who ripped the flap to get my hands on the content inside. As I had guessed, the booklet inside included very comprehensive details about our upcoming trip. The photos of a sunny beach with attractive blue seawater and a setting sun at the end of the horizon. “The sea?” I said in wonder. It wasn’t a bad choice. It was clearly a classic yet classy destination for a honeymoon. I flipped through the pages that contained both photos and word descriptions of what they had planned for us. “A private tropical island paradise…” I read out loud in case Bradon was wondering where it was that we were going to be sent together.I glanced up from the page to see him shoving food into his mouth as if he was alrea
The large villa where we were staying looked quite impressive indeed. When I took up my phone to snap a short video of it, I also found out that the place was extremely photogenic. The almost entirely white building with a red roof in an eastern architecture style stood out against the lush green of the surrounding tropical garden. The coconut trees in the background also added to the tropical vibe, and I could already picture in my mind just how impressive the view would be at sunset. The breeze that blew my hair back felt calming and it made me feel like at least mother nature was welcoming me with open arms. Bradon wasn’t at all talkative during our ride and I was itching to remind him that Anthony would never act so distant and silent like this with anyone, let alone his own wife. Not to mention the fact that we were supposed to be on our honeymoon. “You two should go rest up and settle down before dinner time. We’ll be shooting a romantic dinner scene by the beach. In the meant
“Practice…what?” I asked softly as I leaned back to put some distance between us. For a moment, I was once again conscious of the fact that I was alone in a room with Bradon and the comfortable-looking bed wasn’t too far from where we were. I could feel a fluttering feeling in my chest as Bradon continued staring deeply into my eyes. His eyes looked so captivating and so alive as he looked at me. I bit down on my lower lip when my gaze dropped to his perfectly-formed lips that were moving closer and closer to my face. He’s going to kiss me…Before I would lose myself in his seductive gaze, I placed a hand flat against his hard chest to hold him off. Bradon seemed slightly surprised before his face transformed into a look of amusement at my attempt to stop what he was about to do. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked as I got on the defensive. “Practicing…” he replied before his lip curved into an alluring smile that made my heart ache in my chest. “...What?” I muttered in co
"You should go to bed," Bradon told me the moment that we stepped into the mansion. I knew that his suggestion was spot on because sleep was exactly what I needed to deal with what was to come. The media and everyone had undoubtedly gone wild as they both communicated and speculated on what was the truth and what were twisted lies from all the events that happened in the past that I shared with my sister.I switched off my phone when it wouldn't stop vibrating, without bothering to read the caller ID on the screen. I could already guess who would be calling me and also exactly what they had to say."It feels like my head is ready to explode," I confessed before smiling weakly at Bradon."Which is precisely why you should stop thinking or caring about anyone else and just get some shut-eye," Bradon said as he peeled away the mobile phone that I held in my hand. I let him do so without putting up any resistance because all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and hide under the sheets wit
"My name is Diana, which can only mean that the Diana standing over there is, in fact, my twin sister, Dahlia. In fact, for the past months, I wasn't present, and the Diana that you knew had always been my sister acting out in my place," Diana explained as if it was something to be proud of.The crowd went wild, but I decided to focus my attention on the two figures that seemed so intent on ruining my life along with my sister’s. Our father had officially become our enemy, and at that moment, he looked like he might have started to regret pushing both of us over the edge. Mr. Malton, who, after all this time, clearly never regretted his actions and never realized that he should have been man enough to take responsibility. I was certain that even now, he was willing to destroy our reputation and our future—all for the sake of the money undoubtedly promised to him by our father. Desperate times truly call for desperate measures; that applied to our father but also to us as well.I could
I found myself praying silently that Desmond could bring everything under control, but my prayers probably fell on deafened ears. Instead of Desmond stepping up to the podium, it was my sister who approached it instead."What is she doing?" I asked in a shaky whisper as I felt myself breaking into a cold sweat. It felt like my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as I continued staring in bewilderment and disbelief at my sister, who stood with a beautiful smile behind the podium, the microphone very close to her lips. I turned to stare at Desmond and managed to lock gazes with him. I could tell that he was staring right back at me, and the way he nodded his head reassuringly was supposed to bring me some relief and keep me at ease, but it only made me even more nervous.I could tell that everyone in the crowd was staring daggers at my sister, even from where I was standing. It wasn't surprising, considering that everyone thought Diana was me. It felt like tight knots had formed
Back to the present"Homewrecker! Homewrecker! Homewrecker!"The violent chanting continued and began seeping into my consciousness, dragging me back to the present. Disaster seemed to be staring me right in the face."Leya..." Bradon whispered my name right beside my ear.His presence close to me reminded me that, unlike that day back then, I wasn't alone. I had Bradon by my side, and, on top of that, everyone was here with me: Desmond and my sister. I suddenly felt a surge of confidence that made me believe that there could be a way out, one that would save us all from this dire situation my father had plotted against us.I had to admit that after leaving the country, I hadn't spared much thought for what would unfold after my departure. I never took care to follow up on any news-not that they would be made public-related to Mr. Malton's wife and child. I had no idea what happened to him or his family after that incident. My parents completely cut me off, and there was frankly no on
"What have you done? Have you completely lost your mind?" my father yelled at me immediately when our family was gathered in private. His face was completely red with anger as his voice echoed in the room. My mother looked like she was on the verge of tears, and I could tell that she was more worried about our family rather than her own daughter. "News of your ridiculous and scandalous behavior is now all over the place!" my father continued yelling. As if to drive his message home, his mobile phone began ringing non-stop. One glance at the name displayed on the screen drove my father to the brink before he switched off the phone and threw it onto the floor. My mother let out a scream at my father's sudden violent outburst before sinking down onto the sofa as if she had lost all strength in her body.I took the opportunity to slowly take a seat, and Diana was by my side in an instant. I knew that the best way to brave out this storm was to keep quiet and not let his words get to me.
Not having the experience of being a criminal before, I wasn't quite sure how one was supposed to be treated, but the experiences that I went through might have indeed been close. I thought that I was used to disappointing my parents and the people around me. I thought that I was used to seeing the look of disappointment and disapproval in their eyes before it became a look of resentment and then complete apathy and lack of care. I thought that I could deal with everything without getting my emotions involved because, after all, I was supposed to be used to this kind of treatment, and that was why I was caught utterly off guard by how quickly things escalated.Thinking back on it, my memories were quite blurry. Either it was simply too much for me to take in at the time for my brain to form any clear memories, or it was simply too shocking and too harsh for me to take. Either way, everything seemed to fly by me and over my head.Although every single teacher and the principal tried to
Just thinking that the fool right in front of me dared to say he was in love with my sister, while he couldn't even tell the two of us apart, made my blood boil. It took a lot of effort to repress the urge to reach out and strangle his neck right then and there. I reminded myself that I had a part to play and quite an audience to impress."No... this can't be..." Mr. Malton whispered hoarsely from a distance, stepping even further away from me. I stood up from the table, grabbed his arm, and pulled him back to my side as I glared up into his face."It's actually quite simple to fool you. All I had to do was dress up in my sister's clothes whenever I met you and talk a little more sweetly..." I said, letting out a hysterical laugh. I could still feel everyone's eyes on us as the attention in the room escalated even more than before.Mr. Malton was speechless as he tried to pull his arm away from my grip, but I wasn't about to let him get away so easily."Well, now I guess the secret is
I had no idea how Diana managed to keep the girls silent up until that point so that the news wouldn't spread; however, I knew that it wouldn't be too long before everyone in school knew about this illicit affair. We would be extremely lucky if this news did not spread beyond the school walls. Despite the gravity of the situation, Mr. Malton was already ready to make his retreat."What if they don't believe us? I feel so scared. I don't want to be alone, and I don't want you to leave me," I said pleadingly just to see his reaction."You know that I would never do that. It would just be temporary until everything blows over. I promise that I will never leave you. How could I possibly leave you? I love you so much," he declared his love for me boldly.The more dramatic things became, the more I felt that his act of adoration was completely fake. No matter how many times he claimed to be in love with my sister, it seemed like he couldn't even tell us apart. I wondered what kind of face h
"Leya, you need to help me find a way out of this. Diana simply cannot make this kind of mistake," my sister told me slowly and clearly as she stared directly into my eyes."You're right. You can't afford to make these kinds of mistakes," I agreed solemnly."No one else must find out about this. We have to do something before word gets out because word is definitely going to get out,," my sister stated calmly, and I could tell that she had returned to her calm and collected self."Can't we tell them that they simply misunderstood and that it's not true?" I asked, daring to harbor a little bit of hope."They probably won't believe what we tell them, but they might believe what we show them," Diana replied, and I could tell her mind was made up.Without using any more words, it seemed like an understanding had formed between us, and once again, it felt like it was us against the entire world....**The Next Day**As I pushed open the back door to the building that was supposed to be off