Word I will fuck you every night, l own you. I needed to be inside of her again so desperately that the moment she moved enough that her legs parted, I couldn't help myself. She was already wet again, and my cock slipped inside of her with shocking ease. Her right heat gripped me so exquisitely I thought I would burst.
MICHEAL'S POV
The air was bitterly cold tonight, and my mood was sour enough to match. A gust of wind ruffled my hair and I groaned with irritation as I swiped my hand through it before reaching into my front pocket and pulled out my cigarette. "No, Micheal, we don't have time for that. We're already late! We've missed half the damn show", Before l could light the cigarette, my business partner, Nicholas shoved at my shoulder and kept walking towards the theater.
God, I just wanted a cigarette. I cursed inwardly before l followed him.
"If we miss this stupid ballet, then we might miss the chance of snagging the support of the mayor and we need him for the expansion", Nicholas stopped talking when i reached his side and his arm shot out to grab my elbow. "You do want to see the expansion succeed, don't you?", He asked.
"What a stupid question. Of course, I do," I snapped, shrugging his arm off. "Don't touch me. If you weren't my uncle, I would have hit you for that", l angrily went on. Nicholas laughed and rubbed his belly. "Don't talk to me like that, boy. I got you into this company, remember?", He turned his narrowed eyes at me.
"Whatever," I kept walking. My English leather shoes clicked on the pavement as we walked past the fountain in front the building. Ignoring Nicholas , I pulled out a cigarette for a few drags before we snuck into the front of the theater. Meeting with the mayor to compete for a plot of land to expand our business against our rival had my nerves frayed. I blew out the smoke as we walked in through one door and walked through the clouds.
The mayor was a no body just a busy little man in a suit, but he was our rival.... far too clever for his own good. We needed to land the Mayor's approval tonight while he was at this ballet. Before anyone else could. This was our chance that was why , Nicholas my uncle wanted us to meet him.
The bright lights shone over us through the glass wall that made up the front of Gustavo P koch theater. Those lights were so bright, and everything was so pale, every surface looked like as if it was shimmering gold. It made me roll my eyes, l hated such places. "They should go to the first intermission any minute now. We should be able to catch the Mayor out here and pretend we have been here the whole time", Nicholas rubbed his hand over his forehead, briefly enhancing the wrinkles that lined his eyes.
Nicholas and I could hear the music fading from the auditorium as the ballet ended for the first intermission. Even with the lessening noise,my head didn't stop throbbing, I rubbed my temple and groaned. I honestly didn't like such places. "Doing alright there, boy?" Nicholas was focused on the task at hand but there was still an underlying note of concern for the family I could pick up.
"It's been a long week. I just want a drink and a smoke", l retorted. " We have been working on this plan for too long for it to fall apart , If this goes well, i will buy you a drink," He snorted and smacked me on the back. I turned to say something else, but the door to the auditorium opened and a flood of people filled out to break for intermission.
"According to my resource, the Mayor always gets a whiskey before going back to his wife. He doesn't like ballet anymore than you do but his nuts are in that woman's purse", Nicholas shook his head ruefully as if he wasn't the same with my aunt. "Then let's find the man and get him a whiskey, I want one too", l spoke with a sigh at the end.
"No drinking for you yet . I need you sober and on your toes for this deal", Nicholas careened his head around and from my height over him I could see the bald spot he was getting on the back of his head. "I think I see him on your left. Let's go", l nudged him on his shoulder then made a beeline for the mayor. The man was a lanky string bean in a suit with atleast five decades of life greying his hair and lining his face. The pressure of running New York was weighing him down and permanently tensing his body into a ball of stress. The whiskey in his hand was already half gone.
"Mr, mayor, fancy running into you here!", Nicholas caught the old man by surprise and swept him unto the fantastical tale of our business proposal. I stood off to the side offering input as needed , but mostly listened as my uncle put the moves on the mayor.
It wasn't long before the crowd thinned and made their way back inside for the second act of the ballet. I caught the eyes of several women in over the top sparkling gowns on the arm of some wrinkled old man. One even had the audacity to wink at me when her date for evening was turning away.
A smirk curled onto my lips and I winked back. I needed a drink and a woman in my bed. And soon.
"Wow, that's a substantial offer . I would love to hear more about this, but it's time to return to the show", The old man looked conflicted about going inside. Nicholas was always a pro at hooking his claws in.
"We're going in too. My nephew and I love the ballet!", Nicholas jerked his head for me to follow and I gave the mayor a large performative smile. The two men started walking inside and continued going back and forth until we under the dimmed lights of the auditorium.
"The wife and I have a few private seats ropped off. Why don't you and your nephew come sit with me and we can continue this conversation discreetly ?", The mayor leaned down to whisper.
"We would be honored!", Nicholas responded. I couldn't help myself and I rolled my eyes at his fake enthusiasm. Hands in my pocket, I trailed behind them. This was seriously going to be a long night.
"I will come back here, Braelyn Haralson. I will return, destroying you and everything you love," he'd whispered, silent tears pooling in his eyes, but he'd never let them fall. **** THE REJECTED ALPHA’S RETURN
" Lets fuck but let it be a quickie ", l breathed out. With that said , he out of the blue turned me around and he crushed his lips over mine . Though l was a bit taken a back , l instantly responded . This was wrong but I still loved it . With in a few minutes , he pushed his tongue in my mouth and began to claim me . With our tongues dancing in to each other's mouth , l felt his fingers run and slowly massage me in between my thighs . Feeling him, I instantly parted them to give him way to my paradise . I burned with need." Just a quickie , this is wrong ''
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"