All Chapters of Ruin Me : Sinful Shots compilation : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Too impatient to bother with the buttons, Alex grabbed her shirt tearing her top open to expose her breasts, his mouth going to her neck, he started sucking as his hand moved down and under her skirt, pushing her panties aside, he put his finger inside her pussy, stroking and feeling how wet she was.Moving his head up, he looked down at her as he continued stroking her wet pussy, "oh Daphne, this is going to work out great for the both of us"When they were done, they both cleaned up in the bathroom that was in her office, she hands him her blouse and scowls, " now look how you've ruined it""I will buy you another one" he laughs, " good thing you wore jacket over it, now you can cover up""I better go home and change, when do you what me to start work boss?""Tomorrow is good, let's go back to my place and change, I will take you out to dinner to celebrate you working for me"The next day she walked into her office, she was shocked to find that there was not only a new chair, but al

"Okay, relax Iam going out already" Collins said, dropping the papers down, " it was a pleasure seeing you again Daphne" he added before walking out, shutting the door behind him.Alex went back to kissing her neck, but she stopped him."Alex no" we said, giving him a gentle push away from her.He looks at her, " it's alright, we are alone now"."I can't, Iam sorry" she jumped off the desk and away from him, picking her bra and top, " the mood had passed, I know Collins saw more of me than I care for, and I did tell you to lock the doors".With her back to him, he walked over putting his hand on her shoulder, " Iam sorry, I should have, it is never going to happen again".She turned to face him, her arms going around his neck as she looked up at him smiling, " let's go home and pick up from where we left off" tipping her head up, she reached for his lips, planting a deep kiss on him, pressing her body against his, feeling his Cock hardening."If you keep rubbing up against me, we won'

Collins stayed down, wiping his mouth, " I never got to kiss her, the first time she pushed me away and the second time she slapped me, now can I get up or you plan on punching me again?""Get up!" He barked at Collins."Alex see, if she doesn't love you, would she get so jealous when another woman is around you, or would she have gotten mad at me for trying to seduce her? To be honest I was just testing her to see if she really cares about you and that it had nothing to do with your wealth, tell Daphne you love her before it's too late""What if I do, and she doesn't feel the same way about me, then what?""Well then you will know for sure" Collins said, then walking towards the door he looked back at Alex, " Good luck, Iam sure everything will work out"Driving home he thought about what Collins had said, well he and Daphne have been living together for over seven months and things were great between them, a month ago he bought an engagement ring for her and had kept it hoping to giv

It had been a while since the last time I’d held her crying like this - she’d been sixteen and her first real boyfriend had dumped her. I’d honestly been a little flattered that she’d come to me to cry and talk it out instead of Emma or Todd. I held Amelia for a while as she just cried, all the possible reasons why she was here running through my head. The apologies were my only clue really, and I narrowed it down to Amelia either having failed out of college or that she’d gotten knocked up.“Porcelain,” I murmured once she’d settled a bit, sitting across my lap with her head buried in the corner of my neck so I could only really see her light blonde hair. The tears had stopped, though she still sniffed occasionally. She hadn’t even gotten her coat off yet, though I’d threaded my arms inside it so I could hold her comfortably. “What’s wrong, honey? Are you pregnant?”“What?!” she said, sitting up and looking at me. Her pretty, delicate features were a little puffy from her crying, but

It was a Thursday night so while the bar was busy, it wasn’t packed. That meant it was perfect for our two tables to not quite feel like we were having a party, but still feel ‘together.’ The girls, headed by Amelia, were at one set of tables pushed together. I’d been kind of surprised that eight of her softball teammates had made the trip for this, some of them from across state lines. I’d been the assistant coach for each of them for three years, and some of them for four, alongside Todd. As each of them had shown up at the bar I’d gotten hugs and commiserations, some of them going so far as to say things like, ‘You were always my favourite adult, but I hated her,’ in regards to Jane. I’d never gotten that sense in the past, so I put it up to them picking sides. Amelia had made sure that everyone in our lives knew who was at fault in my divorce and why.My table, squeezed in next to the girls, was a little lighter on bodies. Marcus, my investment partner, had been on my side from t