Caspian"Surprise!" The word boomed through the room, accompanied by a shower of glittering confetti and sparkling streamers that danced in the air.My eyes widened, and my heart skipped a beat as I took in the scene before me. The room was filled with my employees, all smiling and cheering. My secretary, Clara, stood out, holding a popper that had shot out the sparkling decorations, a bright smile on her face.As I looked around, my gaze landed on my best friend, Marcel, who was carrying a cake with a candle lit, the flames dancing in the center. It was then that I realized the truth – today was my birthday.Ava's soft whisper in my ear made sense of it all. "Happy birthday."I turned to her, and our eyes met. The surprise in my eyes was matched by the knowing glint in hers. It was clear that she had been in on the plan all along."What's going on?" I asked, raising a brow. “Did you know about this?”Her mischievous grin gave way to a proud smile as she replied, "We planned a surpris
Caspian Within seconds, the last of our clothes were violently shredded, leaving us completely bare. She straddled me aggressively, her clit all over my cock. Her naked body hovered over mine, breasts heaving, wild eyes gleaming with feral lust and anger. "You know what I hate most..." she purred, her eyes flashing dark with desire. "When you allow those women to touch you." Oh really? Would you look at my wife being all possessive now? Slowly, she guided my cock to her entrance, soaking wet and ready. I held back a groan, but that didn't stop the gasp from leaving my lips. "Oh baby, I'm in charge here," I whispered. With one swift motion, I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, pushing her against the wall for leverage. Our bodies slapped together violently as I impaled her on my length, making her gasp loudly. My hand slid around her throat possessively as I fucked her harder against the wall. "Look at you," I growled, my fingers tightening around her throat, "su
CaspianI smirked, amused by her fearful yet intrigued expression. My cock throbbed in my hand as I imagined forcing my large member into her tight, hesitant body."I'll fuck you so hard, you'll forget your own name," I promised darkly, stroking faster.Despite Ava's initial nervousness, her arousal seemed to skyrocket at my dominant promises. I could even feel a surge of heat between her thighs, watching as her pussy clenched eagerly around her fingers. She bit her lip, staring at his impressive cock."Fuck... you're making me so wet,” she whimpered, biting her lower lip.I smirked, pleased to see my words driving her wild with lust despite her nerves."Is that right? You're getting all soaked just from me talking dirty to you?" I took another drag, blowing the smoke to the side as I stroked my thick cock slower now, teasing her.I suddenly dropped my cigarette, letting it fall to the ground and then stepping hard on it as I closed the distance between us.In one swift motion, I lift
Ava My heart raced as I watched my brother's friend, Caspian, leaning casually against the staircase railing, looking every bit like a model. He was deep in conversation with a young woman, and I couldn’t help but feel jealous as she playfully touched him and flashed a flirtatious smile I bit my bottom lip, desperately wishing she would stop her amorous advances and let him be. Caspian Wright. A name everyone knows. The most handsome and desirable man on earth, the ideal type for anyone, and the youngest billionaire CEO of Wright Enterprises. It's no wonder he's admired and adored by so many. I gulped down my last of strawberry drink and scanned the bustling party, reaching for another beverage. Just as I grabbed a glass of beer, Marcel, my older brother and the birthday boy, appeared out of nowhere, snatching the filled glass from my hand. This annoying brother of mine also happens to be Capian's best friend and his personal assistant at work. "Oh, come on!" I groaned, p
Ava5 YEARS LATERAccording to my research and conversations with friends, the quickest way to move on from a crush is to open yourself up to someone new, replacing the old object of your affection with a fresh connection.And that's why I accepted Patrick into my life, a man who loves me dearly.A year and some months have passed, but the memory of our first meeting still feels incredibly fresh. I had stopped by my brother's workplace to drop off a document he'd left at home, and that's when I accidentally bumped into Patrick. That fateful encounter sparked our love story.As I sipped my afternoon coffee to the soothing melody of a slow song, I stared at my laptop screen, editing the first draft of my poem, which I was supposed to submit before the day ended.My phone suddenly beeped, interrupting my work. It was a message from Patrick: "Let's meet tonight at my place.""Okay, sweetie," I replied, brushing off the unusual tone of his message. Normally, he would call me those cheesy,
Ava"Calm down, Marcel. I... I can explain," I stuttered, instinctively stepping back, knowing my brother’s fiery temper all too well."But aren't you dating Patrick or whatever his name is?" my mother inquired from behind us."I broke up with him," I confessed, biting my bottom lip nervously. "He had a fiancée... he has been using me the whole time.""What the hell! I swear I'll deal with that jerk, but only after I'm done with Caspian," Marcel seethed, his breath heavy with anger."You don't have to worry about them," I sighed."I will because you're my sister. Anyway, you're coming with me!" Marcel growled, grabbing my hand and leading me out."Where are we going to?" I asked, trying to keep up with his pace."Shut up, Ava!" he snarled, shooting me a glare that sent me quiet instantly.Marcel hailed a taxi, which dropped us off at his company building. The scene that awaited us nearly made us retreat: swarms of reporters, armed with cameras and microphones, alongside obsessive fang
AvaCaspian flashed a brief, satisfied smirk and nodded. "Good decision, Ava. Now, come with me," he said, approaching me and taking my hand."Where are we going?" I asked, glancing between him and my confused brother, who wore a scowl of irritation."Don't you want the reporters gone?" Caspian asked, furrowing his brow. "They're obviously waiting for us, and they won't leave until we give them a statement."I pulled my hand free from his. "You don't need to hold my hand through this. We're not exactly a couple, so there's no need to pretend to be the perfect boyfriend."I left before he could respond, my brother following closely behind. As we stepped into the elevator, Caspian joined us, adjusting his tie with a practiced gesture, his poker face unwavering. When the doors slid open next, my eyes met Patrick’s."Hold my hand," I whispered to Caspian, taking his calloused yet warm hand and intertwining our fingers."Good day, sir," Patrick greeted, offering a respectful bow as his eye
Caspian"You're quite dressed up for a fake girlfriend, don't you think?" I asked, my gaze traveling over Ava's stunning, sparkling black dress that featured a tasteful side slit and matching black heels.She rolled her eyes, reluctantly taking my outstretched hand. "I'm just trying to impress your parents, that's all. Don't read too much into it."We quietly made our way inside. My parents were seated, my mother enjoying a slice of apple while my father scrolled through his phone."Oh my goodness!" My mother chuckled, standing up and rushing toward Ava. "You're here!"She smiled brightly, nodding her head. "Yes, Mrs. Wright.""Nonsense!" she laughed. "Call me 'Mother.' You look really beautiful, dear."Ava's expression shifted slightly, but she simply murmured a thank you and allowed my excited mother to lead her away. My mother seemed more excited to see Ava than her own son, whom she hadn't seen in person for two months."Ava Thompson?" my father asked, observing her."Yes, sir," A
CaspianI smirked, amused by her fearful yet intrigued expression. My cock throbbed in my hand as I imagined forcing my large member into her tight, hesitant body."I'll fuck you so hard, you'll forget your own name," I promised darkly, stroking faster.Despite Ava's initial nervousness, her arousal seemed to skyrocket at my dominant promises. I could even feel a surge of heat between her thighs, watching as her pussy clenched eagerly around her fingers. She bit her lip, staring at his impressive cock."Fuck... you're making me so wet,” she whimpered, biting her lower lip.I smirked, pleased to see my words driving her wild with lust despite her nerves."Is that right? You're getting all soaked just from me talking dirty to you?" I took another drag, blowing the smoke to the side as I stroked my thick cock slower now, teasing her.I suddenly dropped my cigarette, letting it fall to the ground and then stepping hard on it as I closed the distance between us.In one swift motion, I lift
Caspian Within seconds, the last of our clothes were violently shredded, leaving us completely bare. She straddled me aggressively, her clit all over my cock. Her naked body hovered over mine, breasts heaving, wild eyes gleaming with feral lust and anger. "You know what I hate most..." she purred, her eyes flashing dark with desire. "When you allow those women to touch you." Oh really? Would you look at my wife being all possessive now? Slowly, she guided my cock to her entrance, soaking wet and ready. I held back a groan, but that didn't stop the gasp from leaving my lips. "Oh baby, I'm in charge here," I whispered. With one swift motion, I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, pushing her against the wall for leverage. Our bodies slapped together violently as I impaled her on my length, making her gasp loudly. My hand slid around her throat possessively as I fucked her harder against the wall. "Look at you," I growled, my fingers tightening around her throat, "su
Caspian"Surprise!" The word boomed through the room, accompanied by a shower of glittering confetti and sparkling streamers that danced in the air.My eyes widened, and my heart skipped a beat as I took in the scene before me. The room was filled with my employees, all smiling and cheering. My secretary, Clara, stood out, holding a popper that had shot out the sparkling decorations, a bright smile on her face.As I looked around, my gaze landed on my best friend, Marcel, who was carrying a cake with a candle lit, the flames dancing in the center. It was then that I realized the truth – today was my birthday.Ava's soft whisper in my ear made sense of it all. "Happy birthday."I turned to her, and our eyes met. The surprise in my eyes was matched by the knowing glint in hers. It was clear that she had been in on the plan all along."What's going on?" I asked, raising a brow. “Did you know about this?”Her mischievous grin gave way to a proud smile as she replied, "We planned a surpris
CaspianI stood in front of the bureau, adjusting my cufflinks as I admired my reflection. My dark hair was perfectly styled, gelled back to reveal my sharp features. I wore a tailored black tuxedo, complete with a crisp white shirt and a black bow tie. My shoes were polished to a high shine, reflecting the morning light. I caught a whiff of my cologne, a subtle masculine scent that always boosted my confidence.Satisfied with my appearance, I grabbed my phone from the table and dialed Ava's number. When she didn't answer, a flicker of concern crossed my mind. "We are going to be late," I thought to myself, trying her number again. Still no response. I decided to check on her, grabbing my briefcase before heading to her room. I knocked on the door, but there was only silence.I tried the door, but it was locked. I called for hotel security, and they arrived promptly with a new key card. Once they unlocked the door, I stepped inside to find Ava fast asleep on the bed, snoring softly. S
AvaMy back pressed hard against the clad chest as Caspian's strong arms wrapped around me from behind. His cock slid against my slit, throbbing against my clit with every movement. I could feel his cock pressing against my entrance, but he's being gentler than usual, respecting my boundaries.However, he's brutal against my clit and my wet, slick thighs.Caspian's hips circle slowly, his length rubbing my clit perfectly."Gawd," I moaned softly, my head tilting back against his shoulder.It seemed he took that as an invitation to go faster because his hips bucked against me hastily. His length slid against my wetness without penetrating, hitting my clit just right.His hot breath fanned against my neck as he panted, his arms tightening around me possessively."You like this, little one?" Caspian growled softly, his voice muffled against my shoulder. His hips rolled faster, his thick length sliding against my slick folds.The pressure built between my legs, my clit throbbing with ever
CaspianI spun Ava around abruptly, pressing my body flush against her back. Her soft curves melded against me, igniting a fire deep within my cock. She gasped, the soft sound escaping her lips as she struggled to understand. A smirk tugged at my mouth."What are you doing?" Ava's voice was softer now, almost breathless.My body reacted instantly, my pants becoming tight."What you were about to do," I ground out, "Before you walked away." My hips pushed forward slightly, letting her feel how hard she made me.One hand squeezed her perfect ass, pulling her tighter against me; the other found her breast, kneading it firmly. Her moan was music to my ears. In one swift motion, I pulled her dress up, letting my hand slide under the fabric of her dress and straight past her damp panties.Ava's breath hitched as my fingers brushed against her bare skin. I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, and it took every ounce of self-control not to rip her panties off right then and there. In
AvaI sat beside Caspian in the grand restaurant, surrounded by opulent decor and soft lighting. The elegant tables seemed to gleam, and the atmosphere was refined. Before us, two empty tables awaited the arrival of our mystery guests.As I glanced at Caspian, he seemed calm and collected, his eyes fixed on the entrance. I wondered who we were waiting for and what this meeting was about.Suddenly, a loud voice boomed through the restaurant, "Ah, Caspian, my old friend!"I turned to see an older man with a distinguished air, accompanied by a beautiful older woman. They walked hand in hand, their linked hands a testament to their affection.Caspian stood up, a brief smile spreading across his face. "Mr. Edwin, it's a pleasure to see you," he said, extending his hand.Mr. Edwin's handshake was firm, his eyes twinkling with warmth. "The pleasure is mine, Caspian."Caspian turned to the woman, who smiled graciously as Caspian greeted her with a gentle hug and a peck on the cheek.I followe
AvaCaspian broke the kiss with a sharp gasp as my hand wrapped around his already hardening length through his briefs. His eyes snapped open, filled with shock and something else - something dangerous and intense."Fuck..." He muttered, his hips instinctively pushing into my touch. "What... What do you think you are doing right now?"I didn't say anything. I didn't want to say anything. I simply glared at him, watching him get hard through my hand.Caspian's breath caught in his throat as my hand continued to stroke him. He tried to catch my wrist, wanting to push me off but finding himself oddly weak against my touch."Stop..." He whispered, his voice barely commanding while his body betrayed him, pressing harder into my hand.His jaw tightened. "I said stop," he repeated, trying to pull away but my hand followed his length easily, making him harden further. He cursed under his breath. "Goddamnit, woman..."Caspian's hips bucked slightly, contradicting his words. My touch was too g
AvaMorning light filtered through the curtains as I slowly opened my eyes and stretched my arms, feeling a bit disoriented. I looked around the room, expecting to see Caspian sprawled out beside me, but he was nowhere to be found. I assumed he must have gone back to his room, so I shrugged it off.Feeling a bit weak and groggy, I decided to freshen up in the bathroom. As I splashed water on my face and returned to the bed, I noticed a note on the table. I picked it up, and my eyes widened as I read the bold handwriting:"Meet me at 8 PM today in my room. Wear your best."And it was from Caspian.My curiosity was piqued. What did he want? Were we going on a date? I felt a surge of excitement mixed with a bit of apprehension. What could Caspian have planned?Soon, breakfast was brought to my room, followed by lunch. Before I knew it, evening was approaching. It wasn't 8 PM yet, but I decided to head to Caspian's room early. I wanted to talk to him about what had happened last night. Wh