Mature Content 18+Explicit Sexual Scenes and language
Beau
Oh, God! She was really losing her virginity tonight. And she had picked a living and breathing Adonis to do the job.
He carried her to his mammoth bed with ease, as if she weighed nothing. Her dark brown eyes were hazy with lust as she kept on observing him.
Dominic was devastatingly magnificent. He held himself with confidence, an air of dominance surrounded him which excited her even more.
He tossed her on his bed playfully and she had to smother her squeal of surprise. He chuckled deeply, his whole countenance changed, making the hard planes of his face soften. Lips curving with amusement, he watched her with his gleaming dark gray eyes.
Her bravado left her at once. Should she tell him?
She couldn't do it. He might bulk and kick her out of his room if he knew. She knew men like him have no use for inexperienced virgins. She just had to act like she knew what she was doing so it wouldn't be too obvious and tried to recall the smut chapters she read from her books to guide her.
Dominic stared at her hungrily and he began to undress. Shrugging his coat, his tie, and his dress shirt. God! He was a fine specimen of a man. All hard plane muscles, broad chest, and shoulders with washboard abs.
Should she follow his lead? She was about to get up and stopped when he shook his head.
"No. Let me." His voice was thick, gravelly. She clenched her thighs, his eyes narrowed to her wet crotch. With urgency, he toed off his shoes followed by his pants, leaving him in black silk boxers which kept his thick arousal hidden for the time being.
Beau l**cked her lips, her eyes caressing his chest, peppered with dark hair leading down to his 6 pack and his defined V. "You look beautiful, Dominic." She whispered in awe. Committing what she was discovering to memory.
"You are the one that is beautiful, baby." He murmured, his dark eyes never leaving her form.
When he finally removed his boxers, she gulped. It wouldn't fit. It was long and thick. The veins were throbbing on the body that was as thick as her wrist, maybe thicker and the head was swollen, angry red with clear moisture at the slit. "You have never seen a c**k?" His brow was arched, he looked puzzled by her reaction.
"I...um...I have..." Her voice was so small, she could barely hear herself. Dominic fisted his c**k before her, it swelled even more. He pierced her with his narrow-eyed stare.
"I don't want to hear about your previous lovers. From now on, your pu**y belongs to me. No one else." She trembled from his possessiveness. His tone was harsh yet his touch was gentle, his warm hands on her ankles, removing her shoes, he massaged the ache in her heels, earning a moan of relief from her.
With the grace of a panther, he crawled on top of her, parted her leg to give him room to play. Reaching for the hem of her dress, he pulled it off of her slowly, unveiling every inch of her body. She was not wearing a bra, her dress has cups sewn on it.
She could feel his breath blowing on her skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. She grew very conscious in her lacy underwear, while he sucked in a sharp breath, gazing at her breasts with barely leashed hunger. Her light brown nipples were pebbled in anticipation. "You are gorgeous, baby!"
Dominic's hand trembled as he released her hair from its chignon, replacing it with his fingers, tilting her head towards him so he can ravage her lips. They both groan. She responded, learning from him. Her hands kneaded the bunching muscles on his back, caressing his smooth skin. Growing bolder, she reached for his taut a** to feel more of him. He humped heavily and firmly on her thinly covered slit.
"Dominic..." She arched her neck, pleading for further intimacy.
"Not yet, detka. Let me taste every inch of you before I enter you." God! It made her want him more when he speaks in his native tongue the endearment he has picked for her.
As he promised, he began to lick her neck, nipping and s**king the skin, leaving red-purple marks. His dark soft locks become her purchase as she offered herself to him. Her blunt nails scrape his scalp and he groaned.
Dominic transferred his ministrations to her heaving breasts, his tongue mapping the valley in between, tracing, l**king, and kissing towards her left n**ple, without warning he swooped down, engulfing the pebbled tip. She arched her back, moaning deeply and he sucked hungrily, nibbling gently before soothing the sting away with his wet tongue. He gave her other n**ple the same attention while rolling the other one with his thumb and forefinger.
His free hand went to her pu**y, caressing her wet slit through her panties. Too much. She felt like bursting.
"Dominic!" Barely aware she was rubbing her wet pu**y on his rough fingers, seeking relief. He growled, moving down to her navel, making her squirm as he li**ed her belly button. His teeth nibbling on her skin.
"What are you doing?" She looked down in panic.
"Let me taste your juices, baby." He answered before going back to his fascination.
"No!" Completely ignoring her, he parted her thighs wider, leaning down to bury his face in her cloth-covered va**na. His tongue darted out, running the wet appendage from top to bottom, groaning at her taste.
"Yes, detka. Your juices taste so good." Dominic's patience left him altogether. With one flick of his wrist, he tore her panties from her hips. Leaving her completely bare for his lust. He li**ed her creamy moisture right from the source, humming in approval. She cried out his name. Almost insane with need. "Look at me while I feast on your pu**y. I want to see you come."
The dirty words coming from him were an aphrodisiac in itself. Heavy lidded, she glanced down at him, panting, legs quivering. He was eating her cunny like a starving man, the deep throaty sounds he made brought vibrations. As his dark eyes connected to her, his rough fingers parted her mounds, giving her cl*t full access that he took advantage of right away, circling his tongue on the bundle of nerves, suckling gently then gradually adding pressure.
With her legs widely spread by his massive shoulders, there was nothing she could do but received the unbelievable pleasure. The room echoed her moan and she began to f**k his mouth. Feeling him insert his thick middle finger in her wet slit while su*king on her cl*t made her undulate her hips. She knew she couldn't take it anymore.
Grinding her wet pu**y on his face, for the first time in her life, not with her fingers, she came hard, screaming his name. Her tight walls contracted on his finger, her juices flowing, he lapped eagerly, giving her small orgasms. She never knew it could be like this. It was her first real orgasm ever.
"Dominic...I need you inside me. Please." She didn't care if she begged. She wanted the whole experience that for her could last a lifetime.
His curses filled the room letting her know his about to give her what she wanted. The position he arranged her made her comfortable, with the back of her on his soft pillows, it will let her see how he would take her. With eagerness in her brown eyes, she watched him, panting and breathing heavily.
He rocked his hips, sawing his thick length on her pu**y, coating him with her c*m.
"Watch me while I take you, detka!" He growled. He was big. Be gentle, please. She felt the swollen head nudge her tiny slit. It took a moment but it popped inside. It was a good thing she was so wet or it would not be easy.
"You are so tight, angel." He closed his eyes in agony, fighting for control. She took a deep breath trying to relax, her hands balled into fists on the satin sheets.
Dominic reached down to play with her cl*t, her muscles relaxed a bit. He th**st forcefully, sinking more than half of his thick length inside her. Hot tears flowed from her, she bit her lips to keep from sobbing. It was painful. It felt like he was tearing her in two.
"Baby. Look at me." She wasn't even aware her eyes were shut, blinking her tears, she gazed at him. Afraid of his reaction.
"I..." sniffed, "I'm sorry Dominic." Christ! What could she say? He was just so big, she couldn't help but contract around him, he swore savagely when unconsciously more of his length entered her untried walls.
"Don't do that." He commanded through gritted teeth. She stiffened, not moving. "Breathe, love. You should have told me. I would have prepared you more. I'm sorry, detka. I will be gentle."
Dominic leaned down to kiss her gently. His elbows propped on either side of her head. Gripping his biceps, letting him soothe her, she returned his kiss. Thanking him without words.
The pain inside her slowly ebbed, letting her feel his throbbing c**k inside her. Trying to distract her, he returned his mouth on her nipples s**king her anew. She squirmed. Seeking more. He understood and he began to th**st slowly, her legs wrapped around him instinctively. Loving the friction, the swollen head hitting a spot inside her, her body bowed, eager for completion on his big c**k.
Placing her calves on his shoulders, he began to f**k her balls deep. Rocking her world. She felt full to the brim. And she was stretched to the limits. The sensitive fleshy spot inside her tingled.
"Dominic...oh god! Deeper!" He groaned in excitement, grabbing her a** he taught her how to meet his thrusts. The head bunched, it kept on hitting her w**b, he trumped his thumb on her wet cli*t making her crazy.
"Please! Come on my c**k, detka! Now!" She whined and her sobs filled the room together with the wet slapping sounds of their sex. He lay almost flat on top of her, her small frame bent in half as he penetrated her even harder, deeper. She cried out, bursting from inside out. Her orgasm unraveled, from the tips of her hair to every inch of her skin. Her whole body quivered and her walls contracted rhythmically, milking him, seeking his se**n.
While he held her inner thighs further apart, he arched his back, roaring his pleasure, filling her with his seed that triggered another orgasm from her at the pressure of his swollen c**k. It seemed that both of them couldn't stop coming. The pleasure coursing through their bodies was so intense. The moans coming out of her as she kept on undulating her hips pleased him a lot.
Gasping for air, her legs slackened and she released his hips. He laid panting on top of her, still trying to recover. She felt tired and very very satisfied.
Suddenly conscious of his weight, murmuring in a foreign tongue, he moved to the side bringing her body on top of his instead.
They were still joined and he was still throbbing hard inside of her. She guessed they were just catching their breaths. They were far from over. The night was young and there was more to explore. She was a game if he was.
He was pressing kisses on her hair, her temple, and her neck, humming at her scent.
She puffed air on his chest, still out of breath and her heart was thumping hard. It was the single most exhilarating experience of her life. More than she could ever imagine.
"Dominic?"
"Hmm...baby?"
"Do you think we can do it again?" His deep chuckle vibrated on his chest, her nose wrinkled. His chest hair tickled.
"Yes. I am just giving your pu**y time to recover, my love." She could hear the underlying chide in his words.
Her elbows propped on his chest and she gave him a beaming smile. He blinked and blinked again. The smile he gave her almost made her heart stop.
With practiced ease, he guided her on top of him astride, it made his thick c**k bury deeper inside her. They both cried out at the sensation.
"You are deeper, Dominic." She gasped and began to ride him. He gripped her a**, guiding her clumsy rhythm. In this position, she could watch how much pleasure she gave him. With gritted teeth, face graven and jaw clenched, fighting for control, he let her ride him. His head thrown back at the pillows, eyes shut.
"I am going to ride your pu**y and fill it with c*m until you couldn't walk tomorrow. Again and again." His wild accent, his harsh deep growls, and his seductive words, his hands on her breasts, his fingers tweaking her nipples triggered another intense orgasm for her. Wailing, she came for him. Yes!
Yes. Love me all night.
BeauThere! She had done it. Mission accomplished. She had set her goal and followed through with it. With flying colors. Several times.Wincing at the soreness she felt in between her raw thighs, every muscle in her body protesting, she
DominicPeople say he was just like his father. A motherfucking nutcase made of titanium no man can crack.Arrogant, merciless, and an overbearing asshole who can make enemies lose their shit when he walked into a room. His presence alone commanded absolute respect.Of course, the description came from his little sister. He smirked. She was the only one who can talk to him like that. And mom was the only person who can make him quake in his boots.Until HER.The traitorous thought came unbidden. He shook his head. Irritated. Angry and agitated once more.His thoughts went back to his parents. To his father, the former mafia leader mellowed over the year
BeauAfter debating with herself the entire weekend, her answer was no. N.O. No. Nay. Negative.There were a million reasons why she shouldn't do it. The most obvious one was, she would be exposed. Her identity has been kept a secret since she was a child. Yes, her colleagues from college might know her as a nerdy girl who studied hard and ended up graduating at the of the class. However, that Daniel guy has no idea of her genius. He never knew that everything was a child's play for her. A means to an end.She was not worried about her egotistical former classmate. What worried her were her shady clients. From cartels and mafias to gangsters and yakuza organizations. She handled them all.There was no way for them to
DominicThe little sleep he had last night, even after jacking off with thoughts of his detka had him in a foul mood. Add his hangover, he was looking for an excuse to kill anyone today.Where the fuck was Alec? His general had gone out before Dominic woke up. He needed some positive news about his woman and he needed to meet the freelance accountant today for a few minutes. After that, he was free for the day. His one-track goal was to personally go to his detka's place to fuck and kidnap her. Or which opportunity came first. He would prefer the former. If his general had found the fucking address.Motherfucker!He was crazy about her. One night will never be enough.She had turned his world upside down
BeauDisorientation and pleasant tiredness was the first thing she felt when she woke up. Second, soreness and creamy wetness between her thighs. The activities they had indulged in all morning drained her. The man was insatiable.Beau was glad he was nowhere to found at the moment. She needed time for herself. And she needed to think. Desperately.Gingerly, her body moved to the edge of the bed. She had found out from their previous encounter a soothing warm bath could cure the twinge of discomfort in her genitals.Walking on wobbly legs, with the satin blanket wrapped around her, she made it to the spacious bathroom.Looking around her, her lips twisted in anxiety.
The EnemiesThe nervous tension around the roomwas palpable. What had spooked the hardened criminals around him? The meeting was unexpected. He was with his latest bitch when the boss called him in. Apparently, it was a pressing issue that has to be dealt with tonight.Sometimes, the boss can be overdramatic. He decided to humor him though. From what he had observed, he had made a sound decision.He watched their leader pace back and forth, cold sweat streamed down his face."What the fuck happened?" The bald man at the front asked.The man stopped pacing and turned to them. His face was taut and he was pale.
Beau This was by far the most complicated financial datasheet she had ever encountered in her accounting career bar none. And she had solved every fucking shit there was since she was a kid. Still, she saw this as part of growth. A gauntlet was thrown, who was she to turn her back on challenges. She craved them. And will never be dissuaded by a small complication. She tilted her head to the side and examined the patterns once more. Like an artist, evaluating and assessing a rare creation of a masterpiece. Hmmm, I wonder how they did it. It took Beau a moment but when it did, something clicked in her brain.
Dominic"Why do you have to come home with me tonight?"He bit the fleshy side of his cheek to stop his smile. Instead of feeling irritated, he relished the idea of his detka getting impatient with him. It was infinitely better than her being too quiet. This passionate side of her --with expressive brown eyes spitting fire-- was a turn on.Damn!She was in a bad mood. His detka. Ever since they got inside the car, she scooted away from him, averted her gaze, and looked out the window. Her attention to the mundane scenery and her silent statement as loud as a thunderstorm.The fact they had spent the best part of the afternoon lolling in bed hadn't sweetened her prerogative.
Dominic -One Year Later - December in San Francisco prevailed some semblance of warmth from the past autumn season. Perfect. Just perfect. From his vantage point, with critical gray-green depths, he surveyed the vast garden below him. One same word. Perfect. Everything was. The weather had cooperated. It was not too humid and it was not too cold. All he needed was his family to make this special day astounding. Beau and his son, Sebastian, were out of his reach. It had been hours. He scowled.How long does it take to get ready?He loathed
FourMonths LaterBeau"I won't walk down the aisle until we found Dinara." Her chin was firmed and her brown eyes were flashing. She had made her position on such a touchy subject ages ago."Okay, detka. You win. But you have to sign this." She narrowed her gaze at her fiance. Though it was no use calling him that, everyone took leave to address her Mrs. Vasiliy or tzarina. She let them be. She was enjoying it anyway but she wouldn't admit it to the man towering over her with possessiveness."What are these?" There were at least five copies of documents that he wanted her signature on.His jaw clenched and he refused to answer. "I just need your signature, detka. Don't figh
DominicThis fucking man saved his life. His friend jumped out of nowhere and intercepted the fucking bullet meant for him.The Cartel leader now had a fucking bullet wound in his ribcage, it went through and through and it was stuck in Dominic's thigh. Still, he was grateful he lived. He couldn't leave his beautiful detka just yet.Grunting from the irritating pain in his leg, he half crawled towards his friend's bleeding body. They would make sure he'd live.Antoine Lemonte, sprawled on his back, his face blank and his brains splattered beneath him. He was only a few feet away, and Alec, Dominic's general, smoking gun in hand was looking down at him in disgust.The
BeauShe had to find Antoine Lemonte. It was her number one priority. They needed to get their lives back. Never had violence been an integral part of her life but for the family that had cared and accepted her without question, she would be willing to kill anyone posing as a threat.People had been coming in and out of their office. Dr. Hope was hovering nearby. And maman had been busy contacting people. Dominic's father was preparing the ransom. One billion worth of gold bars and diamonds.Fucking asshole!The bastard was greedy.I will find you.Incited by pure determination, her fingers were a blur on her keyboard, eyes glued to the screen. She played the audio louder, isolating other sounds, all that remained was Antoine's and his
DinaraWhere am I?Feeling like her head was splitting in two, she groaned. She tried to shift to lessen the ache. It was no use. Everywhere hurt. Especially her shoulder.Think!She couldn't. Her mind was blanked. So blanked.Something was telling her, this was bad. Wherever she was. It was bad. She had to go back to her family. Who were her family?Her blue-violet eyes opened and her lips twisted. Glancing around, she tried to remember where she was.This was some kind of a warehouse. She was on a small cot, IV inserted in the back of her left hand and she was in a Mickey Mouse shirt with bandages underneath. The room she was in was smal
The EnemyAntoine LemonteHe was cleverer than most men and he knew it. Dinara Vasiliy. She was on her way to him. Or she will once this was over.A bit damaged but he didn't care. He licked his lips in anticipation.His next mission. Money. Lots of it. And of course, the new tzarina. But he was hesitant over executing the rest of his plans.Dominic's bitch might prove to be a handful while the mafia princess was as sweet as they come.The anticipation was killing him. Nevertheless, he had to wait for the perfect timing. Jordan had the girl hidden somewhere.Antoine will give her time to heal b
DinaraShe had to do this. It was a risk she could take for Beau. Whatever information she gleaned from him, she would share it with her brother right away.Despite her bravado, she trembled. Questioning if she was doing the right thing.Danger lurked in the shadows. Maman had always drilled in her head that predators dwelled in the darkness. It was midnight.She was waiting at the estate's perimeter for half an hour and growing restless. Anytime she will be found by Dominic's security.Why did Arturo want to meet here? His letter was vague. All it said was he had something very important to tell her. About Beau's enemy. Why did her sister have enemies? She was an an
DominicBeauty Grace Anderson Vasiliy. All of his vast properties. His wealth. His empire had her name on it. The papers were finalized and signed as soon as he entered his domain.She was his world. The only woman he had allowed in his heart. She owned him. The unborn child growing inside her was proof of that.His plans should not have loopholes or else...Clenching his hands, his gaze roamed the office he now shared with Beau.No. Losing her would never happen.Dominic left her sleeping soundly on their bed. He had exhausted her. Good. She needed all the rest she could get.It was almost mid-afternoon and he was waiting for Rafael Montero to arrive. He was still skeptical if he could trust the man. Though his instinct told him to, he couldn't take the risk. Not with his detka's life at stake.The Mexican Cartel leader will have to share everything there was to know about him before he could trust the man. Only then could Dominic decide.What happened yesterday was a fucking setback
BeauShe was waiting for Dominic to join her in the library. His plane had just landed and he had assured her he will go straight home. Agitated, her mind kept running around with ideas. A full migraine attack brewing.What more could she do? The assassin had one goal it seemed. To bring Dominic down by killing her.And she was his Achilles heel.Knowing her husband-to-be, he will put her above anything first. And he would even sacrifice his life for her.No!She won't let him and she will do whatever was necessary to keep him safe. It was her duty.It was also her duty to keep herself and her unborn baby alive. She was Dominic's anchor. He could never live without her. Beau was one hundred per