28 - You’re BigMiaI tried to wriggle away, but they tightened their hold on my waist and panic settled in my brain until he neared enough for me to recognize his touch. His powerful arms and his scent. Pine and soft musk. “Did he fuck you good, Princess?” James grumbled, the hair on my arms raising at his low tone. He moved, pinning me to the wall with his hips pressed tight against my ass. “Hm? Did he, sweet girl?”I shivered hearing him coo those words in my ear, his large hands gliding over my stomach to my breasts and wrapping around my neck. I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut. “W-What are you doing, James?” “Tsk.” He pushed deeper, making me moan, and covered my mouth with his hand that was on my neck. “Did he make you moan like that when he fucked you?” His words turned into a rough growl that had me squirming against him. “Hm, my little birthday slut?”His other hand undid the button and zipper on my shorts, shoving his hand in my panties and rubbing my clit. James chuckl
29 - Greedy PrincessMia“Blow!” I rolled my eyes with a grin at the innuendo as Summer pestered me. Taking a deep breath, I leaned down and blew over the numbered candles of one and eight that flickered over the pretty chocolate cake with vanilla frosting. Everyone cheered, and it was pure chaos in a few moments when everyone shouted for cake. A dark figure loomed over me and my breath hitched when he offered me a small smile. “Happy Birthday, Mia.” Not Princess. It hurt that he called me by my name and not his Princess. I nodded, thanking him when he gave me a small present wrapped in pretty red color. His hair was tousled and despite what we had done before, his clothes looked perfect. With no boner or bulge in sight—boo. I parted my lips, but he moved away before I could talk to him, ask him if he had changed his mind or not. I growled at his back and clutched his gift tighter. He can’t avoid me forever. Ninety minutes later, we were sitting in my car while he drove us to th
30 - Tied UpMiaI opened my eyes when James pulled away, looking at me with such intense eyes that I had to hold down a shiver. He tentatively looked at me, licking his lips. I squirmed underneath his heavy gaze and reached up to him. “No.” His frame loomed over me, his fingers unbuckling the belt on his pants. “I’m gonna take my time today, okay, Princess?”I nodded, too entranced by his long fingers and strong thighs straddling me and lazily pulling the leather belt out of the loops. My mouth ran dry when his hand reached down and squeezed my waist. “I need answers, brat.” His tone was dark. “Use your little mouth.”Swallowing, I met his eyes and said, “Y-yes, Daddy.”“What’s your safe word?” James asked, leaning up and holding my wrists down on the mattress above my head. I squirmed more. Gasping when he pressed his weight over my stomach, glaring at me. “Quit moving and answer me. What’s your safe word?”“Peach,” I breathed. “That’s right.” His jaw was clenched when he looped
31 - Look at MeMiaI gasped when he flipped me around, my hair falling on my sides as James settled me on my knees, pressing his hand on my back until I was arched up to him. I shivered because I was bare and he could see everything.“Look at that…” he rumbled, his cool breath brushing against my sensitive lips. “My Princess has such a pretty pink pussy. Already wet for me, hm, baby?”I moaned when he touched me. Tracing a soft line from my clit to my slicked lips. When he did it again, I tried to move away because all the sensations were spreading across my lower body to my head. A sharp burn spread across my ass, making me tug at my bound wrist again. James soothed the burn and said in a much more serious tone, “You know the safe word, Princess. Use that or stay still and let me play with you.”I stayed still, biting my lip when he spanked me again, using his other hand to rub my clit, slowly teasing me. He continued praising me when I moaned, feeling his finger slide inside me. I
32 - Say PleaseJamesI groaned, feeling the spasms of her pussy around my dick. She was cumming so fast and so hard that it was a miracle I hadn’t shot my load. Her lashes fluttered, and she made small little moans as I soothed her shaking little body, tucking her hair behind her ear and smoothing my hands over her legs. I’d stay still as long as she’d want me to. I wanted her to be comfortable. “That’s my good Princess.” I leaned down, kissed her, sighing in relief when she clung to me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me closer. “How’d you feel, Mia?” I asked, trailing my kisses down her neck to ignore my aching balls. I wanted to rut inside her until they were empty. “F-full.” Her cheeks turned redder as she grabbed my shoulder and looked at me with wide eyes that gleamed with tears. “Move, James. Please.”I grumbled in approval and slowly retreated, clenching my hand on the sheet to hold myself back from plunging inside her wet heat again and again. Slow, James. T
33 - Boy TroubleMiaI wiped the counter. It didn’t feel right, so I sprayed some cleaner and wiped it again, applying more pressure. The sweet, sugary scent of vanilla and caramel wafted in the air. My neck prickled with perspiration. It wasn’t right—I jumped, almost dropping the cleaner and wipe when I heard the oven ding. The cinnamon rolls were done. But my stomach was still twisted with nerves. Leaning back on the counter, I checked my phone when it vibrated with a message notification. Summer: im bordMe: Hi Bord, I’m Mia!Summer: haha vfunny. can i come overMe: sure, ask em too. I made cinnamon rolls. Summer: uhoh :)I frowned at the little creepy smile and kept my phone aside. I took a sharp breath when I bent over to pull out the tray of the cooked rolls. There was an odd twinge between my legs because I had turned ravenous after having sex for the first time and couldn’t sleep until James had fucked me to sleep. My cheeks heated remembering the night before. How filthy,
34 - Sex WizardMiaAn hour later, all three of us were getting out of a cab dressed like we were going to walk on a red carpet. I had donned the lilac purple dress, its expensive soft fabric hugging my waist before flowing into a soft skirt that reached my mid-thigh. I had slipped into white sandal heels and applied minimal makeup with red lips. I looked and felt pretty. And as Summer had called me, ‘A sexy baker who’s the baddest bitch.’Emma was still wearing her attire from before, with a short skirt and blouse, with sharper makeup. Summer had changed into one of my corsets that I never wore because I felt too shy, which looked great over her dress. The club was located out of the city and near an abandoned road. Despite that, the crowd queuing up with sparkling clothes seemed excited, and the energy was intoxicating. Our IDs were in hand, and, as usual, I let my friends handle talking with the intimidating guard when he checked them and flashed the light over the three of us.
35 - Or What?JamesMia’s cheeks flushed into a beautiful pink color, looking away and squirming against my arm. I let her go, knowing her friends were present and she wouldn’t want us to look too suspicious. I hated that I couldn’t even touch her in the public eye. Even holding her hand or leaning too close would be forbidden.When I left after my meeting with the accountant, I hadn’t expected Damon Grant to call me, inviting me to his club on such a short notice. I couldn’t deny because Damon was my company’s biggest client, and I wanted to see its weekend opening. It had opened the week before, but he wanted to run a few things through in a meeting, which I was more than happy to do. Very few clients did the hands-on work or accepted most of our designs, demanding for a change, while Damon had always been analytical and asked questions. The last person I wanted to see there after exiting Damon’s office on the first floor was Mia. Especially in her lilac dress that looked as if it