Make Me Wet Don DeMarco
/1/132171/coverbig.jpg?v=584949ea5c9e495cc0c21608874afceb)
Your Humble Ex-Wife Is Gone
Three years of marriage, and Jayson Mccormick never once looked at me the way he looks at my sister. I told myself he was just cold. That if I loved him hard enough, he'd eventually love me back. Then I crashed his secret wedding. The bride was Kate-the daughter my parents kept while I was lost. The guests? My entire family. They all knew. They all helped. "She's dying," Jayson said. "Let her have this." So I let her have it all. The husband. The family. The life they built around her. I walked away with nothing-because I knew I could make it all back. After years of silence, the legendary perfumer and the financial genius have returned. They think I have nothing. They don't know that, where they never bothered to look, I've already built an empire of my own. It's time to bury the obedient wife.
Chapter 1 The Secret Wedding
It was exactly seven o'clock in the evening.
The private manor, nestled on the outskirts of the city, was brilliantly illuminated, its grand facade glowing like a beacon against the darkening sky.
Corina Logan stood at the towering wrought-iron gates, her attire glaringly out of place. She wore a simple, unadorned plain dress, the kind one might wear for a quiet evening at home, standing in stark contrast to the opulence unfolding before her.
Just two hours ago, the illusion of her life had still been intact. Her husband, Jayson Mccormick, had called her, his voice carrying its usual clipped, authoritative tone. "There's a critical board meeting tonight that's going to run late," he had said through the receiver. "I won't be coming home. Go to sleep early, Corina."
Yet, here he was. Not in a boardroom surrounded by executives, but in this lavishly decorated estate, preparing to hold a wedding ceremony with another woman.
Through the grand windows of the manor's main hall, Corina could see the head table. Sitting there, adorned in their finest evening wear and beaming with pride, were her biological parents, Arthur and Eliza Logan, alongside her older brother, Oliver.
The guests mingling on the manicured lawns and inside the grand hall were a familiar crowd. They were the mutual friends, business associates, and extended family that made up the social circle she and Jayson shared.
Yet she, the lawful wife, had been kept entirely in the dark.
As Corina took a step closer, the evening breeze carried a scent that made her breath hitch. It was a complex, intoxicating fragrance-a masterful blend of deep, velvety rose intertwined with the rich, smoky notes of agarwood.
This specific perfume was named "Surrender." It was a unique, one-of-a-kind fragrance that Corina had personally formulated and blended as a wedding gift for Jayson three years ago. It was meant to symbolize a love that was absolute, a yielding of the heart.
Now, this very scent, representing possession and ultimate surrender, saturated the air of a wedding where her husband was the groom, and the bride was not her.
Her gaze traveled down the pristine white carpet that served as the aisle. At the end of it stood Jayson, looking breathtakingly impeccable in a custom-tailored, pure white high-fashion suit. His usually cold, calculating eyes were currently filled with a profound, melting affection as he looked at the woman standing opposite him.
The bride was Kate Logan.
Kate was the fake daughter who had occupied the Logan family's nest for over twenty years. Corina, on the other hand, was the true daughter, only found and brought back to the family a mere three years ago. Because their grandfather and the patriarch of the Mccormick family had been comrades in the trenches, they had arranged a marriage pact for their grandchildren.
When Corina returned to the family, she fulfilled that pact, marrying the heir to the Mccormick empire, Jayson. It felt like destiny to her, because Jayson was the man Corina had desperately, silently loved for seven long years. He was the man who had once pulled her out of the darkest abyss of her life.
She had truly believed this was a match made by fate, that she was destined to be the happiest woman in the world. But reality had just delivered a resounding, brutal slap across her face.
At this moment, Kate, draped in a voluminous, sparkling white wedding gown, leaned weakly against Jayson's chest, looking so fragile that a strong gust of wind might blow her away.
As Corina stepped fully into the light of the entrance, the melodious strains of the "Wedding March" suddenly warped. The musician had spotted her, and his fingers slipped, producing a harsh, piercingly discordant note that echoed across the lawn.
Instantly, every pair of eyes in the venue snapped toward Corina.
The joyous smiles on the faces of the Logan family froze, replaced by expressions of sheer panic and guilt.
Whispers erupted among the guests, spreading like wildfire.
"Is that... isn't that Corina? Why is she here?"
"I thought everyone agreed to keep this an absolute secret from her!"
"Who leaked the information? This is going to be a disaster."
The hushed voices were deafening. She was his actual wife, yet in this place, surrounded by her own family and friends, she was treated as an unwanted intruder.
When Jayson's eyes finally landed on her, a flash of genuine shock crossed his deep gaze, but it was almost instantly swallowed by his habitual, chilling composure.
He lowered his head, whispering a few soothing words to Kate, before gently handing the bride's hand over to a bridesmaid. He then stepped off the altar, his long legs eating up the distance as he strode purposefully toward Corina.
As he neared, the familiar, crisp scent of cedarwood that always clung to him enveloped Corina. It was the scent she had once been so hopelessly addicted to.
"What are you doing here?"
Those were his first words. Not an explanation, not an apology, but a cold, hard interrogation.
Corina looked up at the face she had loved for seven years. The sharp, aristocratic line of his brow, the thin, cool lips she had kissed a thousand times. Suddenly, she found the entire situation utterly laughable.
"Shouldn't I be here?" Corina's voice was incredibly soft, as casual as if she were inquiring about the weather. "My husband is getting married here today. Shouldn't I come to offer my congratulations?"
Jayson's brow furrowed deeply, a clear precursor to his impatience.
He took a sudden step forward, his large hand shooting out to clamp down hard on her slender wrist. Without another word, he dragged her away from the prying eyes of the crowd, pulling her into the shadows of a secluded stone corridor.
Once they were enveloped in the dim light of the corridor, he stopped and released her wrist.
"Corina, don't make a scene," he commanded, his voice tight.
"Kate... she doesn't have much time left." Jayson reached into the inner pocket of his suit jacket, pulling out a silver cigarette case. He extracted a cigarette but didn't light it, instead rolling it restlessly between his long fingers, a sign of his internal agitation. "Late-stage liver cancer. The doctors have confirmed she has, at most, half a month left to live."
Corina stood perfectly still, her eyes locked onto his.
"And so?" she asked, her voice devoid of inflection.
"Her final, greatest wish in this life was to wear a wedding dress and marry me," Jayson said, meeting her gaze with a look that suggested his actions were the most logical, reasonable thing in the world. "This wedding is entirely fake. I am simply putting on a performance for her, allowing her to leave this world without any lingering regrets. Do you understand?"
He paused, taking a breath, and when he spoke again, his tone softened marginally, sounding like a king offering a generous concession to a peasant. "Corina, it is merely a ceremony. Why must you be so petty and hold a grudge against a dying woman?"
Petty? Holding a grudge?
Corina's gaze drifted past his broad shoulders, looking out toward the distant, brightly lit lawn where the guests were still murmuring, their faces painted with a mix of celebration and nervous anticipation.
/0/72141/coverbig.jpg?v=be3e0b4a8aa2dc5fc2bb0899f11cda7a)
Make Me Wet, Don DeMarco
"Don't keep mute, Amoretto. Let me hear you scream!" "Oh, fuck me more daddy!" I cried, his cock was doing more than expected to me but I never wanted him to stop. **** Amelia's life spiraled into misery when she got caught in the webs of slavery by the ruthless mafia Don, Alessandro DeMarco.
/0/90238/coverbig.jpg?v=4362c21ef306f3e047bdd58ea2da3ccc)
Make Me Wet, Stepbrother.
Isabel was devastated and distraught after receiving a sincere rejection from her boyfriend. Although she had intended to spend the holiday at her grandmother's house, she ended up becoming involved with a stranger and having a one-night stand with him. When her mom introduced her fiance to Isabel
/0/63980/coverbig.jpg?v=20250117134511)
Make Me Moan, Boss
"What if I tell you that you can actually, live that dream?" Ethan said softly, his voice taking on a gentler tone as he swept his hand on her shoulder. She tensed, everything in her body responding to him in ways she had always dreamed of. But it was so wrong for her to even dare to dream about h
/0/89999/coverbig.jpg?v=9d353cadaecddedfb5444650e981094c)
Make Me Moan, Daddy
"Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that's been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son's ring." "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who
/0/60628/coverbig.jpg?v=38cfb28b70eaf2abea37239ff74efaca)
Make Me Yours
The heart craves for whatever it wants, Good or bad- Tiffany had a long time secret Crush on her uncle, who looked more manly and handsome than all the guys she met. She vows to make him her man, hook or crook. Opportunity presents itself, as her parents suddenly had an urgent business outside th
/0/51064/coverbig.jpg?v=3fb21a9406b97a079309060c8996bdd3)
Make Me Beg
"Quiero que te corras para mí, mi dulce niña. Cum para papá." Miguel had been in my fantasy for the longest time and I can't live without him. He is my best friends dad and I feel a little bit weird about it since he is twice my age, but he is the only man I want. He is the only man I need, and whe
/1/124280/coverbig.jpg?v=968fa1a8581b3f511b6adca864d1cc38)
Make Me Whole
After being framed for r@ping and stabbing his sister thirteen times, Raymond life took a big turn. He lost the people he call his parents, hope and everything. Spending two years in Jail, he became, rebellious, deadly and hot tempered... You don't wanna mess with him. He got adopted by a famous
/0/91611/coverbig.jpg?v=3fe2d3bd07f8ca9033c236b104581564)
Make Me Yours, Mr Billionaire
She was pregnant? How could she be pregnant when she was getting married to another man? How was she going to explain this to her soon-to-be husband? Donovan O'Connell was destined to be the heir to his family's empire but an accident left him disabled and marrying who his grandfather had picked for
/1/105134/coverbig.jpg?v=22230896c07a17642fc8e38dc95b4bc3)
WET CONFESSIONS
Some secrets are whispered. Some are buried. These ones are confessed. Wet Confessions is a daring collection of taboo stories that dive into the desires people hide behind closed doors and quiet smiles. Every chapter unveils a new confession raw, risky, emotional, and impossible to forget. From for
/0/53786/coverbig.jpg?v=826938fa2d6147a359ff89b8580da6c0)
Don't Make Me Chase You
A while ago, Juniel couldn't get enough of the gaze of a man sitting on the High Chairs near the Bar. Ever since he was hit by the man's gaze, he hasn't looked away even once. Meanwhile, he spent time with the man in front of him that he was talking to earlier. but no matter what the man said, i
/1/122149/coverbig.jpg?v=f523750d9abec1628cd6b021fb58a750)
Make Me Yours, Alpha Uncle
I died in a car crash—only to wake up as the "Wolfless," a disgraced princess despised by all of wolf-kind, and poisoned to death by my own stepmother before I even had time to breathe. But I’ve always lived by one rule: kneel fast enough, and no one can kick you away. So the very first thing I did
/0/44898/coverbig.jpg?v=577f3c30b5c194d3127a7068a5bf8a09)
The Make You Miss Me
I looked around the studio where many of my fans were also watching. I am currently being asked by the host of TV ZR Channel or rather they are interviewing me. They had a lot of questions that I answered well and correctly. "Have you no intention of settling down, Ms. Jessel? Haven't you thought a
/1/118182/coverbig.jpg?v=23cc9cdaf776d6a9fa5eaa0f83f5f0b8)
Daddy, Please Make Me Yours
"You're mine, June." "I'm not yours, Mr. Macaulay." "You're mine. Mine alone. Every inch of you belongs to me. I will not have another man touch you, ever," he growls through gritted teeth. "I'm not yours. Not until you claim me," I fire back. "Until then, I'm just a woman who warms your bed... just
/1/121447/coverbig.jpg?v=f334230a9ca825583a257a6bc7fe9352)
Make Me Yours, Devil Daddy
" Keep your eyes open for me, princess. I want you to see how this pussy of yours is dripping with just my eyes on you. I want you to watch as I suck on this juicy pussy and I want you to look and never forget the way I am going to fuck you so hard and rough that you'll no longer feel anything but m
/0/90613/coverbig.jpg?v=ef044c41f4756fc7e9d6aedd4b4715f8)
WET PUSSY
On the rain-soaked streets of Blackthorn City, whispers follow a drenched black cat the locals call Wet Pussy. To some, it's just a stray. To others, it's an omen. But to one woman, its sudden appearance at her doorstep marks the beginning of a nightmare. After a stormy night leaves her staring at
/0/90272/coverbig.jpg?v=d230013d162d6fb1403071df1807ddc1)
My Bestie's Dad Likes Me Wet
"Next time I see you, I'm not letting you walk away." The stranger said as Nova wiped his cum off her lips. Nova was a quiet, shy, and bookish girl... also very innocent. At least, that's what everyone thought. Until one filthy game of truth or dare in an exclusive club stripped away her innocence
/0/49606/coverbig.jpg?v=d7f966377aafc246222bb369a61991c4)
Make you fall in love with me
"Oh my gosh!" "Blue, don't do that!" "This flirty filthy girl!" Blue just passed them and he kept walking. "Put Friz down! We can do it without your help!" Carlyn, who followed behind us, was furious. We will only get to know each other today but I immediately feel better about him. I thought she
/0/74676/coverbig.jpg?v=4c8578c429454e39a993f0cbf9240051)
Wet Nights
On the night of her sister's funeral, Shemika accidentally killed her brother-in-law during a drug-fueled BDSM session. She fled but got hit by Bishop, a smooth-talking ex-convict and the manager of the exclusive nightclub, Wet Nights. He carried her to the club's hidden hospital for treatment.
/0/56399/coverbig.jpg?v=d1ee3aedace1bc0c7eb6f3cd13633179)
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY
"Holy Shit. When did you get in here? Ben stepped out hours ago." the shock on his face when he sees my wide eyes staring down at his cock. "Do you walk all naked when no one is at home but you?" My thighs clenched together; I didn't know how I suddenly said that out. "Little girl, are you not afr
/0/49599/coverbig.jpg?v=20250121185941)
Don´t play with me
A story of mafia and romance that begins when her own father sells a girl. When she comes of age, she realizes her destiny: to be the wife of a drug dealer.
