32 - She’s Mine
Cillian
“That’s my good fucking girl,” I whispered, kissing her sweet neck and inhaling the rich vanilla scent. “Relax and take deep breaths.”
Emma tried to relax, exhaling slowly, and I leaned back to watch the perfect sight of her dripping pussy and the pink star above it. I touched it with my gloved finger, rubbing the lube around and letting her lean into the touch before dipping it inside.
Fuck. She was tight.
“Relax, Doll,” I ordered her, her tight ring squeezing on my knuckle as I slowly teased her virgin ass, noting the reaction on her face and body.
I didn’t want to hurt her. I’d never hurt her. Especially when it came to pleasure.
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” I asked, my voice breathy when she started making sweet, tiny whimpers from her mouth.
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33 - Fill Me UpEmmaMy moans were muffled as Cillian’s thick cock entered my mouth once again. Erotic sounds of his low groans and the buzzing of wand around my pussy were pushing me into a lust-crazed frenzy with each passing second.His hand wrapped around my neck, making my hips buck and thighs tremble. “Such a good fucking Doll,” he growled, sliding in deeper and making me gag. “Put your wand on your clit.”I didn’t listen because I was too overwhelmed by the strong vibrations. I whimpered around his girth when he pinched my nipple with his other hand.“I’m not asking. Now.”The threat in his voice was real, and a small part of me wanted to disobey and see what he would do. I clenched around the foreign object in my butt, and another moan muffled out of me because the sensation felt so weird yet so fucking good. I moved the wa
34 - One More TimeCillianMy cock twitched and throbbed hearing her sultry voice, demanding me to breed her. Maybe it was our carnal instinct, but I couldn’t help but imagine how perfect she’d look with my cum dripping out of her flushed pussy.I kissed her, pulling her closer and moaning when the wetness of her heat lubed up my tip. Lowering my hand to rub her clit, I growled in her ear, “Look in the mirror, Doll. Look how your pussy stretches around my thick cock and takes me in.”Her tits were moving with her heavy breathing, and we both watched when my dick slowly slid inside of her. I was not even fully in, and she was gushing around me, her soft moan making me want to push her on the floor and fuck her hard.But I controlled myself. Slowing down and caressing her trembling body. Emma was definitely getting overwhelmed and overstimulated.“Does it feel go
35 - My Good GirlEmmaMy stomach was clenched with nerves when I looked at one of the many mirrors in the room to see Cillian tear open a foil with his teeth. Licking my lips, I watched him roll the condom over his glinting piercing and his long shaft.“Come on, old man,” I teased, my voice breathy as I wriggled my ass to him. “Hurry up!”“This old man is going to take his time.” Cillian spanked me, but it was light and playful, making me bite my lip. “Have patience, Doll. I don’t want to hurt you.”“You won’t.” I watched him pour lube on his cock and met his eyes. “And if you do… I’m sure I’ll like it. Love it even.”He stopped, giving me a look that I couldn’t decipher, and shook his head. “Trouble,” he muttered to himself and straightened up, pinning me down with his hand o
36 - Little EmmaUnknownOh, she had a huge pair of tits alright. My little Emma. Already allowing herself to feel empowered by showing off her bits—my bits— to everyone. How dare she…It was okay. It was. Really. After all, she’d be with me in a few months. Weeks if I make it happen early and get rid of that new nuisance. That piece of shit bodyguard.Cillian Chang. I had been keeping eyes on him when he ruined my plan for that day. Emma was so willing and pliant and ready for me, mumbling in her sleep when he just had to come back to the suite.I was furious. He must have used his large body to pin her down and use her. I knew it. Just how he closed the fucking curtains in my damn face just when my sweet little Emma was going to cum. For me. I knew he was torturing her, so I
37 - Choke Me HarderCillian“Why did you wake me up so early?” Emma grumbled, meeting me outside her room and rubbing her eyes. “It’s the weekend.”I hummed, checking her attire, and nodded in approval. “Good. This will do. Come on, we have a lot to do today.”“What?” she whined, but her footsteps followed me downstairs. It was six in the morning and the sun hadn’t risen yet. The weather was cold, so I’d have to train her in her personal gym room. I had been setting it up every evening for the past few weeks between guarding her at school, giving her orgasms at night and wondering why the fuck her stalker hadn’t made a move. Yet.It was making me uneasy that he still hadn’t showed up. Yes, she was still getting creepy DMs in her soc
38 - JealousEmma“We want a similar suit in navy, beige, tan and…” I looked at Cillian and back at the employee. “Light pink.”“Just black. Please,” Cillian rumbled at her, but I shushed him, and ignoring his grumpy scowl, I went to the shoes department.“I don’t need more clothes, Doll. I have tons of them,” Cillian complained, following me. A few customers were eyeing him, and I saw an old lady tuck a gray lock behind her ear, shamelessly checking him out.I gaped and held his hand, glaring at her.“What are you doing?”“I’m holding your hand. So you don’t get lost.”His hand was large, warm, and I liked
39 - It’s OkayEmmaMy hands were shaking since morning. I had barely eaten my breakfast and forced myself to swallow a glass of orange juice. I almost shrieked when Summer hugged me from behind, her usual morning routine, telling me a terrible dad joke.“Emma.”I clutched my skirt and looked at Mia sitting across me. The chair next to me screeched, and I held my breath when Summer sat down.“Are you okay?” she asked, concern lacing her voice.I shook my head and pushed my plate away. “I am jumpy and sc—nothing.” They didn’t know about the stalker, and I didn’t want them to worry. If I told Mia, James would know, and that idiot in love would arrange for top security to be everywhere, and Mia would be stuc
41 - I’m Going HomeEmmaI frowned. Her green eyes were sharp when she told me that my mom was killed. Murdered.“But it was a stupid plane crash.”“And how often do private planes of huge celebrities crash, kitten?” Zayed asked, his chocolate brown eyes pinned on me.I shook my head, “No. She couldn’t have been murdered. I’m sure—”“There’s a chance that she was.”“Autopsy?” Cillian asked Elena.She pursed her lips and shook her head. “It seemed a fake, but they cremated her after the funeral ceremony so we can’t prove it.”“Who could’ve killed her?” I asked, looking up from my lap to all of them. Cillian’s face was hard to read as always, but Zayed, slowly rubbing his lips, looked like there was something ch