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The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter No-strings-attached
Xavier shifted uncomfortably, feeling out of place in this elegant setting. His rough edges and rugged appearance seemed at odds with the refined surroundings. Cathleen's gaze lingered on him, noticing how her wet pussy seemed to have a physical effect on him. He couldn't recall the last time he had been so visibly aroused by a woman. The heat radiating from his body was undeniable, and she could see the strain in his pants as his cock hardened under her gaze. It was both exhilarating and unnerving to see such a primal reaction in someone like Xavier, who usually exuded control and confidence. But in that moment, all that seemed to melt away as he succumbed to the intense desire she stirred within him.Xavier couldn't bear to watch any longer. His body felt like it was on fire as he left Cathleen's room in a rush, his heart pounding in his chest. It was as if he were being chased by a predator, desperate to escape before it caught him. He stumbled into his own room and shut the door be
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Please
Xavier boarded his jet with Cathleen. He kept on feeling drawn to Cathleen; he was even scared that maybe he might cross the line after tonight. He brushed it off and kept staring at his watch. He didn’t want anyone with them, as Cathleen was still under whatever the fuck she was given at that party, and she couldn’t stop touching herself. When the jet was close to Miami, Xavier smiled wickedly. But then he stared at Cathleen; she was now seated in one place, opening and closing her palms. Her mouth was completely red from biting. She looked nervous. But instead, Xavier allowed himself to appreciate all of her body's dips and curves, with her black hair still tied in a ponytail. Cathleen loved tying her hair like that, and it had been torture for Xavier, but he chose not to think much about it until today. Every time Cathleen tied her hair like that, he always had thoughts of tugging on it. Xavier looked at Cathleen and groaned, suddenly feeling the heat to spice things up. He shifte
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Having her
Xavier carries Cathleen in a bridal style as he strides into one of his luxurious properties in Miami. His footsteps echo through the grand hallways, each step triggering distant memories and feelings he had long buried. The house was always bustling with workers, but Xavier rarely visited, as the opulence and grandeur only served to remind him of the man he used to be. As they reach his bedroom, he pauses at another door, hidden within the lavish room. This door leads to what can only be described as a dungeon—a secret chamber dedicated to all things BDSM. The air is thick with a heady mix of leather and musk, hinting at the countless pleasures that await within its walls.There were no windows in the room, only dark, black-painted walls. Cathleen knew Xavier was always wearing black, but she didn't know he was this dark. The light in the room was dim, but it still allowed Cathleen to see enough inside. The room was too spacious to conceal anything. A huge bed with cuffs attached to
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Let the Dogs Drag You Home
The liquid gold of champagne kissed Olivia's lips with deceptive sweetness, the bubbles popping like tiny explosions of anticipation. Her eyes flickered past the flute's rim, scanning for Cathleen's familiar silhouette. She wasn't back yet. Olivia slid off the high chair at the bar with a practiced and effortless grace, her heels clicking a steady rhythm on the marble floor as she made her way to the restroom."Evening," Olivia murmured, her head bowing just enough to feign respect without submission as she passed a pair of exiting women. The smirk that followed clung to her face like a shadow of darker thoughts.Inside, the restroom carried echoes of hushed voices and running water, now fading away. Olivia's gaze swept across the vacant space, settling on the one stall that dared to be occupied. A witch's cackle bubbled up from her throat, unbidden but not unwelcome."You stole what was meant to be mine." She hissed at her reflection, watching the crimson curve of fresh lipstick glid
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Obeying Him
After disappearing into the restroom, Xavier didn’t understand anything. He wanted more of Cathleen; strangely enough, he had never been one to want someone so bad. He ran a hand over his hair, and he stood in the restroom, surprised at how good Cathleen felt. Having sex with her became an addiction. He entered a shower, and once he was done, he knew he needed to have her again. needed to punish her, but there was this lingering thought he had, but he brushed it off as he thought it couldn't be possible.Meanwhile, Cathleen was still lying on the bed as she turned to the side and saw bloodstains. She gasped and quickly took the bedsheets and threw them in one corner. She stood, looking at them. “I can’t let Xavier see this; he doesn’t have to know.” She says that as she stood there looking at the bedsheets, she noticed another door, quickly opened it, and saw a washing machine. Cathleen drew the bedsheets inside and searched for a plug to wash the bedsheets, but she couldn’t find anyt
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter So Needy
Cathleen's stomach gives a funny twist as Xavier drags her to the center of the room. “I don’t normally like treating my subs like slaves, but you, my little wife, have been a bad girl. When I talk to you, you talk back. And Daddy doesn’t really like that.” Cathleen gritted her teeth and sucked it all in.“You fucking look good, my little Cat,” Xavier says as he brushes Cathleen’s soft cheeks, Cathleen is still in pain; her first time was with her beastly husband, who ate her and left no crumbs. He made sure to leave a mark, and did he fucking leave a mark? He sure did, but Cathleen refused to let Xavier take all the credit. She remained like the cat she was on the floor, refusing to show Xavier that it was her first time.Cathleen opened her mouth to speak, but Xavier placed a gag in her mouth. “I like you more when you are in this position. No insults because there is a gag.”Xavier’s hand started pressing Cathleen’s nipples; he was gentle, very gentle, but pulled. Then he pulled hi
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter The stubborn Virgin
Xavier awoke abruptly, sensing the chill of an empty space next to him. The bed lay cool and untouched, devoid of any lingering warmth. Shifting his position, a derisive sound escaped his mouth, assuming Cathleen must be in the bathroom freshening up. Memories of their passionate night danced at the fringes of his thoughts—her tired sighs echoing in the quiet room, her form yielding to the unyielding tides of pleasure he had extracted from her core. Against his will, a faint smile flirted with his expression."Needy, weren't you?" he murmured to the empty room, picturing her chained form on the spanking bench. Her beauty in bondage was a vivid image that both infuriated and captivated him. The soft light filtering through the curtains highlighted the absence he felt—an absence that gnawed at his insides, stirring a dangerous cocktail of desire and unease.Minutes dragged into a half hour, yet there was still no sound from Cathleen. With a furrow in his brow, Xavier rose, the silk shee
The Billionaire's Bride: Our Vows Do Not Matter Breaking up with Olivia
Caleb strode into the flower shop, urgency etched on his face as he scanned the vibrant throng of blossoms that crowded the small space. The scent of fresh-cut stems mingled with the earthy hint of damp soil—a stark contrast to the emotional storm clouding his thoughts. He exhaled, trying to steady his racing heart."Please, I need your help," he said, locking eyes with the florist, who was trimming the thorns off roses with a practiced hand, her movements precise and almost violent in their efficiency.The florist looked up, her smile a sharp slash across her otherwise plain features. She set her shears down with a decisive click against the counter. "Of course. How can I help?" she asked, her tone light but her eyes probing, sensing the undercurrents of turmoil that Caleb carried with him like a second skin.Caleb returned the smile, though it was a strained affair, tugging at the corners of his mouth with all the warmth of winter's chill. He could feel the weight of Xavier's trust
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