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there's a deep sense of satisfaction when she looks over her shoulder to take in the expression on bis face, the way that he watches her and the almost revent quiet from him, only the music breaking that tension. "yeah, you like what you see?" she can't help but tease him as she lowers herself to the floor on her hands and knees, letting her skirt flip up ver her ass as she shakes it for him, thong on full display. "you know you can touch me, right? you don't need to be practically sitting on your hands up there."

Derek stayed where he was seated and simply watched her the entire time. To say he was mesmerized by her and what she was doing would be an understatement but that was what was happening here as Derek was simply unable to look away from her. When she had mentioned she could dance this certainly was the last thing he was expecting but there were no complaints from her. He wanted to touch her desperately though he held himself back. "You did but this is far better than anything I could have imagined. " He said to her as he bit his lower lip while watching her rub her pussy.

it's ridiculous how happy it makes her just simply to hear him agree to buying her food, already perked up and far happier to be in his presence. "oh, food and vulnerability go hand in hand. no one can tell me otherwise." she shrugs, following him towards the door as she shoves her hands into her pockets to brace the cold. chuckling, she turns her head to look up at him, all too amused. "you trying to get me to beg you already? buy me dinner first." she flirts shamelessly, tone entirely teasing.

malik exhales, the tension in his shoulders easing just a little at the shift in her tone—less edge, more familiar ground. teasing, yeah, but not biting. that he can handle. "yeah, alright," he says, the corner of his mouth twitching upward like he's trying not to grin but failing anyway. "guess that's a fair trade for emotional vulnerability." he turns, already heading toward the door with a casual toss of, “but i'm not sharing my fries. don't get any ideas.” a pause, then over his shoulder—half grin, half dare—"unless you say 'please.'”

Michiel Huisman as Gunnar Rebel Moon – Part One: A Child of Fire (2023)

this afternoon might be the time i actually write the remaining character blurbs for my muse page lads

"we might just have to stay back in the game then to keep them in check. idiots, it was never as though i was going to be on maternity leave forever. though i suppose we haven't yet discussed whether or not that is something we'll be doing again." she'd miss being with the babies all the time now that they were here, but she also missed this part of herself as well. she missed seeing this part of ross too, seeing it made all the better by the fact that they worked together so closely now rather than keeping their work separate. she doesn't know quite where he's sitting on that thought either, curious as to what he wanted next when it came to them. she hums, eyes closing at his kiss before she turns to glare at the man. it's following by stark laughter at ross' action, turning back to him as her arms loop around his neck. "i do like the idea of sending him back to them, i just think maybe we could send him in multiple pieces. he's not suffered enough for my liking quite yet."

"People think all kinds of stupid shit when they don't see us for a while." Ross shrugged knowing that throughout her pregnancy they kept business to a minimum to avoid adding any stress to Isabelle and the babies. "Now they're gonna see we're back and remember how ruthless we are when threatened." He was grateful his own family was willing to take care of the twins on a moment's notice, especially since they understood the nature of their work. "I love doing this with you too sweetheart." He smiled pressing a kiss to her forehead. Just as he was about to say something else he heard the weak groan of their guest. Without thinking or even looking in their direction he delivered a severe backhanded slap. "Excuse me fuck face, I'm trying to talk to my wife." He spat giving them an annoyed look before turning back to Isabelle. "Sorry baby but anyways, as I was saying... you always got me. No matter what. We have a whole group of people ready to help us too. We're definitely not alone. Now I know you wanna kill this guy but you think sending him back all fucked up sends a bigger message?"

there's almost a part of her that wants to ask him to just wait. wait for her to get this out of her system, wait for her to be able to give him back the love he was offering her on a silver platter. it's a stark reminder of the age difference between them, that maybe if they were just at the same point in their lives then this wouldn't even a conversation. "maybe i am. i just don't know, benny. i have to figure that out for myself." she shrugs, heart fluttering in her chest at the feel of his lips pressing into her palm. relief spreads through her at the knowledge that they would share a bed together at the very least. "and what about a kiss?" viv asks, thumb still softly stroking his cheek. "that's not sexual. it'd just be because i miss you, and you miss me."

Although he long preferred being on his own for so long, Viviana had come along and changed that mindset for him. Ironically she had no interest in being involved in a serious relationship. The only comforting fact was that it wasn't anything to do with him. Even if her reasoning was irritating. "And who says you can't do that with me? Maybe you're also missing out on being romanticized and smitten while also getting the best fucks of your life." He replied not caring how much he was teasing her right now with the romantic ideal. With a sigh he pressed his cheek into her palm more kissing it as he nodded his head. "Of course I'll share my bed with you. That wasn't an option either. You're just not getting my cock. Or anything else sexual."

"you're a slut is what you are." he quips easily, that cocky smirk on his own face. they were two sides of the same coin when it came to their arrogance, though how much of an asshole he really was at least seemed to fade slightly when he was around her. "nothing concerning about you sucking my cock, val." the corner of his mouth quirks up, pinching her nipple and tugging gently as he kisses her back, releasing her so that she can get on her knees. he brushes her hair behind her ear before his hand settles on the back of her neck, wetting his lips as he smirks down at her. "that's right. you're gonna slick it up so i can fuck that tight cunt of yours hard and fast. that's what you want, isn't it?"

"I think the word you're looking for is horny. You're not delusional. I am very cocky and that makes you extremely horny." Valentina grinned enjoying their banter about something that honestly, neither of them cared about. Right now she just wanted to fuck him as usual. "I do enjoy sucking your cock very much, might be a little concerning actually." She sighs giving his dick another squeeze. A soft surprised gasp leaves her lips as he manages to quickly unclasp her bra. "Look at you." Val smiles tossing it away as she watches his hands work over her breasts. "I never thought you would ask." She whispers giving him a chaste kiss before sinking down to her knees reaching to undo his pants to get what she wants in return from him. "And I think you want me to get this cock nice and slick so you can fuck me good. Am I right?"

he doesn't know what he's doing with her, chalks it up perhaps to the fact that he hadn't done this in a long time and she just looks too damn good in her shirt and panties. his hands splay against her back as he kisses her, sliding his tongue into her mouth and grunting into it when he hears her whine. logical thought goes out the window they're pressed again, consumed only with the thoughts of her tight little body and how good she is with her mouth. "fun, huh?" he goes when she presses him down on the couch, his hands skinning up her thighs to grip her hips, helping her grind on his hardening cock. "yeah, i think you might just be worth the trouble." his hands find the bottom of her shirt, tugging it up over her head and exhaling at the sight of her. "fucking beautiful." he bucks up against her pussy, leaning forward to take one of her nipples into his mouth.

As quickly as the kiss started it was over and Bea was left wanting for more when he pulled back. Even the way he sighs is attractive to her and it's difficult not to pull him in for another kiss. Something about the way he's looking at her though stop her from doing anything. Then when he calls her trouble she breaks out into a grin. While other people may think that was a bad thing she took it as a compliment. Before she can even reply they're kissing again and she presses her hands against his torso wanting to feel his body. A needy whine leaves her lips knowing this won't be enough. With her hands gripping his shirt she pulled him away from the window pushing him down onto the couch. "Maybe but I'm fun trouble," she grinned as she straddled him already grinding herself down against him. "You wanna see how much trouble I can be?"

the second her permission is murmured leaves a trail of heat over his skin, the knowledge that he could touch her again enough for now. he can't help but grope her then, feeling the weight of her breast in his palm before pinching at her nipple. his breathing turns heavy, free hand pulling her close as he starts to thrust into her palm, groaning without able to help himself. "trust me, i'm feeling plenty good, sweetheart." he murmurs, moaning into her mouth when she kisses him and chasing her lips when she stops, lips sealing back over hers and driven by his lust for her. "i'm not gonna last long, you feel fucking perfect." her want for him goes straight to his cock, hips continuing to rock into her hand as he grunts, gaze on hers. "i want you too, harriet. wanna make you feel good again."

Although she had no interest in an emotional connection with Tomas there was a strong physical desire on her end. Of course she had to limit herself to stop from leading him on. Right now though even the sound of him saying her name made her wet. Everything about him was just as she remembered from the night they shared together. Now though she could tell he wanted more than just sex which made this even better. "Yeah you're fine," she whispered back placing her other hand on the back of his head. Right now she was beyond tempted to kiss him but knew it would be too much. Tonight she would go to sleep wet but she was doing the right thing. "I want you to feel good." She whispered giving in and finally giving him a quick kiss. "I just want to get you off, show you how much I appreciate you." She whispered gazing into his eyes. "And to show I'm serious about wanting you."

he squeezes her thigh, sliding his hand upwards to grip her jaw delicately as he turns his head to meet her gaze. "you're mine now. just mine. but that makes me yours too." he's not ready to admit the depth of his feelings for her, knows that the end of her marriage and leaving her children was still too fresh for her for them to delve into that. for now though, he's happy just enjoying the fun they were having. "yeah, darlin'. wanna feel that gorgeous mouth of yours." a grin spreads across his face, relief sliding down his spine at the feel of her unbuckling his jeans, her soft hand on his cock. his hand cards though into her hair, gripping just tight enough that it doesn't hurt as he encourages her forward. "hope you're ready to get that pussy pounded every day, ma. i'm gonna be having you every damn night."

Even the simple gesture of his hand on her thigh helped her relax even more with this life changing decision. All of this was going to be different but she had faith that Dante would keep his word. "Good because now I'm your complete responsibility. Of course I'll take care of you." She grinned reaching over to squeeze his thigh in return. "Oh yeah? Want a little road head?" She grinned turning herself towards him more not hesitate to undo his jeans reaching for his cock. Already she was wondering how she was going to fill her days. Not that she would mind going along with him for his business. At the same time she knew her main purpose of being with him was based on sex. Which wasn't all bad considering he was the best fuck she's had in a long time. "Looking forward to coming home and finding me ready for you? No more sneaking around either. Lots of possibilities."

"i still tell them there's no pussy prettier than yours. i just don't feel the need to let others see what's mine to prove it." he'd always been possessive to a fault, especially over the women that he'd dated. her especially with all their history and the fact that she was still someone that he could call his. the fact that she's holding her panties aside just for him has him growing hard against the mattress, his tongue lavishing where she's wet and open for him. "all mine." he murmured in response, mouth open against her clit as he kisses it softly, teasing her thoroughly. "yeah babe, do you need my mouth?" he teases, tongue continuing to caress where she's most sensitive, fingers gripping her thighs a little tighter as he looks up at her. "beg for me."

"Honey I just wouldn't be surprised you wanted to brag should you hear someone brag about seeing the prettiest pussy in the world." Veronica replied with a smile knowing he was obsessed with hers. The soft subtle moves he did before finally pulling her panties away made her melt with desire. When she's bare, she eagerly spreads her legs loving the look on his face when upon taking in the sight of her bare pussy just for him. "All for you baby." She hummed already pushing her fingers through his hair encouragingly. As his mouth started tasting her, she moaned softly losing herself to the pleasure. "Take care of it baby I need you." She whined wanting to give him as much praise as possible considering he was incredibly talented at eating her out.

there's a smile on her lips as he hips press back against his own, taking his cock deep inside her and moaning lowly into his mouth. even though they had been married a long time now, had children and a home, she still had never grown tired of him. still wanted him the same way she had in high school and college when they reconnected again. "yeah, you don't mind people seeing me bent over for you like this?" she teases, pecking his lips once more before she turns back to the counter, hands pressed against it as she thrusts back against him, moaning louder at the feel. "maybe i do want them to know. maybe they should know that i'm your whore."

Ray should have known Lorna was up to something when she suggested they host a dinner party. They weren't exactly the hosting type. When the night came he realized her real goal even before the first guest arrived. There was something about how she looked tonight that did something to him. And then she kept touching him all night as if he wasn't going to react. So when she went to the kitchen to grab something he took the opportunity to bend her over the counter and fuck her like she obviously wanted. "No fucking way," he shot back eagerly kissing her back as he kept thrusting his hips not caring how loud they got. "Maybe you shouldn't have invited so many people over unless you wanted them to know you're a fucking tease."

she punches in the code to the to the doors, watching them open for the pair of them and sliding her fingers around his bicep as they slip behind them, code entered once more to lock them behind safe walls. it was a mere excuse to touch him again, she knows as much, but she holds no remorse for it as she lets her hand drop. "is there even such a thing as normal anymore?" she questions, peeling her jacket off her shoulders once they're safely inside. curiosity tugs at her expression as he speaks, hand held out and an inaudible gasp leaving her lips when she sees what he's found. "you're joking." she smiles openly, hands rummaging in her pocket for the lighter she'd found a few weeks ago. she's quick to get it lit and she releases a long sigh of relief at the first breath of smoke that fills her lungs, eyes closing in bliss. "i used to think these were better than wine some days." she quips, cigarette placed between her fingers as she holds it up to his lips, gaze on his.

her words are a comfort, more than perhaps she'll ever really know. trust was not something that came easily in this new world, fox had known first had how quickly people switched sides in order to ensure their own survival. he's grateful for isabelle, grateful that she had steadied her knife that day when first they met. he's grateful to no longer be alone in this world. "spend the night in bed..." he repeats in a soft voice, followed by an even softer laugh. "i think that's the most normal sounding thing we've ever done." the implication of that they both would be sharing said bed is lost on him, fox too distracted by flipping his pack around to rummage through one of the pockets. "oh. here, i managed to find some of these for you before we left." holding his hand out, he places a crumpled package of cigarettes into her palm. "it's not wine, but... it's the next best thing."

it helps pull her out of her rage at the man before them when his fingers touch her cheek. she steps forward until she can pull the brass knuckles off and place them on the counter, softer hands finding his chest and splaying there as her gaze rises to meet his own. "i don't know how they could have possibly thought that threatening our kids is what would make us soft." she scoffs, though as he continues to speak her mouth tugs upwards into a smile, fingers curling in his shirt as she hums. "i missed this too. wasn't sure when we were gonna get back to it with the babies, but i love doing this with you." one hand moves up, stroking gently across his jaw. "i love knowing that whenever there's a threat, we can always rely on each other to take care of it."

Although it was under frightening circumstances there was some excitement in working this kind of job with his wife. While he did more dirty jobs than her it was kind of a turn on to see her in her element. When they learned about the threat to their children it was something they certainly didn't react to calmly. "It's okay," he smiled reached to cup her cheek brushing away some splattered blood with his thumb. "I'm just glad Ray found this guy for us. If anything it's going to send a message that having kids hasn't made us soft rather it's made us even more dangerous. You know, I missed this. Us working together. Not how I wanted us to get back into things but in this career if you wanna call it that, there aren't many things we get to control. I'm just glad I'm doing it with you."

it's been a long time since he's been in such close proximity with another woman one on one. he keeps to himself, not engaging in romantic endeavours since the passing of his wife. yet something about being alone with her feels so forbidden, sets his nerves on edge and arousal coursing through him. "and just what would we be keeping a secret?" eyebrow quirks upwards, his cock twitching in his jeans at the mere touch of her hand against his cheek. he's entirely unprepared for a kiss, groaning when her lips touch his own and his mouth instinctively opens for her. he pulls back after a moment, staring at her as conflict rages within her. he sighs heavily, putting out the cigarette against the wall before fingers come into contact with the side of her neck. "you're fucking trouble." he tugs her in again, mouth sealing over hers as he presses their bodies together.

This man is certainly old enough to be her father but that has never stopped her before. If they were going to be stuck here for who knows how long she wanted to at least have a way to entertain herself. "Well that's why we keep it a secret silly," she teases playfully rolling her eyes as he takes the cigarette back from her. His next works make her grin as she leans in closer reaching to place hand on his face before she speaks. "I think you're perfect for me." She whispers before throwing caution to the wind leaning in to kiss him. The first thing she tastes is the smoke but there is a different kind of heat underneath it that she craves. That even though this shouldn't be happening all she wants is more from him.

with every passing moment between them her shock begins to fade and her anger takes the forefront, emerging deep within her at the knowledge that he had been alive all that time. years passed with him alive and not even bothering to send word of it. "around?" she scoffs, shaking her head. "i've not seen you for fifteen years and all you have to say for yourself is you were around?" her anger only flares when her eyes catch his, noting the same familiar look in his eyes that he used to use on her constantly. "you damn well better explain yourself to me. you owe me that much, charles." she'd been in love with him when he'd left, uncaring of the fact that he was going to be king one day if she could only steal one more kiss from him, one more lingering touch. she foolishly thought that one day they'd even marry, that she'd be deemed good enough for him. "and do not look at me like that. you don't have the right to."

she wasn't wrong, something terrible had happened to him, and in all technicality; he was dead. however, none of that could've prevented him from reaching out, apparently. but he was a beast, a monster that he still didn't quite understand and he'd always known he'd be damned all the more if he pulled her into the depths of depravity that his life had become. the man, who'd once been the heir to the throne, was now a monster whom needed blood to sustain him. he wasn't what she'd known, he wasn't what she could possibly fathom and if he cared about her, which he did, leaving her be was the best thing he could've done. still, he knows that the slap to his cheek is well deserved, the force enough to have his head flipping to the side. he laughs, breathless, the feeling of it far more enjoyable than he knows makes sense. his fingertips raise, gentle in stroking the cheek she'd inflicted the much needed pain against. "i've been...around," he admits then, looking back at her, with the same old look of adoration in his gaze. "hard to explain away not aging in a decade, don't you agree?"

he can't take his eyes off of her as she moves, throat straining against the bottle, a mess of white leaving her lips. and making him long to recreate the scene in another way. he's got an easy grin on his face, hand reaching across to take one of her breasts in his hand, squeezing and brushing his thumb across her nipple. "that's a good fucking slut." he laughs, glances around at the circle of people, each one of them entranced by the woman giving them a show. he lets go of her hair when she pulls back, hand moving to gently hold her jaw and rub the drool from her chin, sliding down wet skin until he's brushing against her nipple again. "that right, is it? you can take more?" he reaches for the buckle of his belt, popping it open before sliding down his fly, eyes on her rather than all the people watching. "come here and show me." he takes his cock out of his pants, palming over it as he leans back in the chair.

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the way he praises her only manages to stimulate her further. a desperate, needy moan humming from her lips while her mouth was so full, the vibrations adding to the already fizzy mess she was creating. with her chest exposed, she arched her back, allowing for the show she was putting on to be all the more explicit. picking up her pace, she bobbed her head up and down, taking in the neck of the bottle, letting it plunge into the back of her throat while she looked up and made eye contact with anyone she could. there was warmth pooling between her thighs, the champagne mixed with her own spit began to slide down her chin, her throat, and down to her chest before he liquid hung from her erect nipples and dropped to the floor. "f-fuck." she gasped, pulling her mouth away, gasping for air and laughing as though she was high and far too aroused for her own good. the attention they had given her, the way they looked at her like she was something they needed to devour right there, was driving her wild. "told you i could take it all. hell, i bet i can take even more."

a smile spreads across his face at her reaction, groaning quietly as she pushes away the phone. "do you really think that i'd ever let anyone else see your pussy?" he questions, dropping a kiss to her inner thigh even as he lets the phone drop from his hand and onto the bed. arthur's palms grip the outside of her thighs, sliding up her skin and tugging her a little closer to him as he merely sits back and looks at her. "there it is. so fucking beautiful." he murmurs, pressing another kiss to her inner thigh before dragging his lips lower, letting his breath skim across her core in tease. "prettiest damn pussy i've ever seen." her murmurs, lips wrapping around her pussy and letting his tongue slide lightly against her hole.

There was something really sexy about hearing him get stern on business calls that got her immediately wet. Even if they were on the verge of sex she didn't mind if it meant hearing that tone from him. When his attention returned to her she let out a content sigh allowing him to spread her legs open but she frowned at the phone still being in his hand. "Oh no we're not doing that," she quickly course corrected reaching to push his phone away. "You'll accidentally send them to some Croatian arms dealer and I won't have that. You can see my pussy but only if you're the only one seeing it. Understood?" She looked to make sure he was going to comply as her fingers slowly pulled back her panties.

caitlin's moans only set her off in turn, moaning quietly into the others mouths as she slams her hips back against the woman, panting quietly into her mouth. "fuck, baby, you feel so good inside me. i'd spend all day on your cock if i could."

caitlin moaned into the kiss, hands firmly gripping her stepmom’s wide hips, her huge cock moving inside the older woman. “i dont fucking care. i need this.” hand moves up, groping lorna’s big breast, breath heavy.

he knows damn well that he shouldn't even been looking at her. he's old enough to be her father and that's territory he doesn't normally touch upon. yet his eyes track along her body, watch the rise and fall of her hand as she brings the cigarette to her mouth. he inhales deeply as she does, lips parting and pulse quickening before he releases a breath. "me being on the list would get me killed, now you." he quips, shaking off her flustered he truly feels as he reaches down for the cigarette, raising it to his mouth while maintaining her gaze. he inhales deeply, blowing it towards her face. "and i'm far too old for you."

Tomas was someone whose name she heard quite often yet can't recall meeting until now. Perhaps that was a good thing because she would have eagerly hit on him even before she had the confidence or looks to capitalize on such behavior. It was obvious from the way his eyes moved over her body that he was interested. Now all she had to do was show he could do whatever he wanted with her in return. The response from him made her curious, she lifted her eyebrows as she took another puff blowing the smoke back at him. She leaned in closer as if she was going to kiss him but left enough distance to force him to close it before speaking. "Guess that means you're not on the list huh? Although that would be quite the way to go." She giggled opening up the opportunity for him to help them make this time even more tolerable for each other.

he's not thrilled about the idea of babysitting the girl, but ray had been his friend a long time, and he'd always been sweet on lorna too. he knows that if the situations had been reversed and he was the one whose kid had been targeted, they would do the same for him. he turns when he hears her enter, blowing smoke out the window as he takes in every inch of her. gorgeous like her mother and bold like her father, he can't help but drag his eyes over her frame before snorting at her words. "they'll get over it. tell them to bill me for the smoke damage." he grumbles, eyes trained on her as she approaches. the last thing he expects is the gentle brush of her hand against his, inhaling softly as her lips wrap around where his previously were. it's a distraction he doesn't need, an attraction he shouldn't be feeling. "let's just keep that list to things that won't get you killed, huh?"

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The way her parents were over reacting about this situation was beyond insulting. Bea was an adult now which meant she was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Yet instead of just being able to lay low for a couple days at her apartment a glorified baby sitter was sent to watch over her. At least it was someone decent to look at and not her older brother this time. "You know my parents would be pissed to know you're smoking in here." She challenges finally emerging from her bedroom finding him smoking by the window. There had been a tension between them that wasn't completely sexual but for her it would help make this situation more tolerable. Slowly she walked towards him maintaining eye contact as she delicately plucked the cigarette out of his hand and inhaled, tilting her head up as she exhaled before slowly turning to face him again. "But there's a lot of things I do that my parents don't know about." She whispered before taking another drag as she stared into his eyes.

she knows damn well that she shouldn't be doing this with hunter, but she's never really been one to follow rules. she had married for lust over love and when her husband stopped pleasing her the way she liked, her son had well and truly stepped up to the plate. it sends a thrill through her to know that they could get caught at any moment in such a compromising position. her lips locked on his, her ass bare and stinging from the way he'd spanked her for being such a tease. moaning into his mouth, she grinds her wet pussy against his cock, slicking it up as she grips his hair. "why yes i do considering it got me exactly what i wanted. all today while preparing for this party all i've been able to think of is having that cock inside me." she reaches for the top of her dress, sliding the straps down her shoulders and pushing it down until her breasts are bare for him. "please fill me up, hunter. i need it."

Hunter has had enough of her actions lately and right now all he wanted was to teach her the lesson she deserved. Especially after the way she had acted all evening around him. The constant eye contact with him , the brushing against him every time he passed through hallways and not to mention her touching his ass. This entire time he hadn't been able to get his hands on her because she was hosting this party and there were a lot of people around. It was nothing but torture for hunter to have ensure this the entire time. Finally when he saw an opportunity he took her into a private room so he could have his way with her. Her ass was already red from the spanks he had given her as he had her in exactly the position he wanted. His cock was pressed against her from behind while he kissed her back hungrily. By all means they shouldn't be doing this considering the fact that she was his step mom and they both would be in a lot of trouble if they were ever caught but he simply didn't care for it. "I don't care. Right now all I care about is teaching you the lesson. You think you are so clever don't you. Constantly teasing me and driving me crazy for you in front of everyone. " He said to her.

she can feel the air cool against her cunt, making her clench at the tease and the need to be touched by him. it had been her purpose after all, teasing him so that he would fuck her. like this. she moans softly as she feels him against her, grinning into the counter at his words. "that right? you would let everyone see me spread out for you like this?" she teases, though a moment later she's groaning, hand sliding forward against the counter as he fills her completely. "oh fuck, diego." she gasps quietly, fingers tightening n his hair as she kisses him again, waiting a moment before she starts rocking her hips back onto him. "yeah, i'm your slut. i haven't been able to stop thinking about fucking you all day." she kisses him again, moaning into his mouth to keep quiet.

diego had had enough. it was hard enough being at this block party and pretending he wasn't fucking his next door neighbor's wife, hard to pretend that every time their eyes caught, his cock didn't twitch with need. she was a tease. she was driving him MAD. the whole neighborhood was just outside these doors, out in the backyard, enjoying the bbq, talking about stupid things like the game and keeping up their lawns. and in the kitchen, he was shoving her against the counter, tugging her pants and panties down to her ankles and spreading her thighs. "i don't care," he growled, lining his cock up with her cunt. "they can come in and watch for all i care. as long as i can have you." and he leaned forward, filling her up with one harsh thrust, bottoming out inside her warm, tight hole. he moaned in her ear and returned the kiss. "you're such a tease," he hissed, biting at her bottom lip as he pulled away. "such a needy little slut, aren't you? you've been begging for this all day."

she feels like an imbecile merely standing there staring at him, robbed of words. what had occurred between them had long since ended, him shooting the final blow when he walked away and left her heart in tattered pieces. despite that, she always thought she would have the comfort f his presence in the castle at least, knowledge that she could walk down a hall and catch sight of them, that she could stroll in the gardens with their son while noah was nearby just so they could spend some time together without suspicion. yet his words of leaving suck the very life from her, frown tugging at her lips. "you can't." she says lamely, shaking her head as she sucked in a deep breath. "please, noah, i - " she cuts herself off, stopping the words from passing her lips and making this all the more difficult for the both of them. "i don't want you to go. i know this is difficult, but to never see each other again? is that truly better?"

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"I have spoken with the king, and he has agreed to my request. I will be leaving in 2 days time." Noah had witnessed many horrific things as a knight. The nightmares of war haunted his dreams quite often. Even with those grisly memories, Noah carried on with his head held high. If he could withstand all that weight on his shoulders, what was a little more? Perhaps falling in love with a woman he could not have? Maybe watching her bear his own child, only to claim it belongs to another? One man could only take so much. Noah had to escape this hell on Earth. With the King's permission, he was granted a new position, serving the King's brother. He would be moved to another castle, miles away from the one he was trying to flee from. Before his departure, Noah wished to tie up any loose ends. Although he had ended the affair with the mother of his child some time ago, she still staked claim on his heart. Leaving without telling her goodbye felt too cowardly. They had been through too much.

"You must understand.. I simply cannot continue to stand by and endure."

he hums in response, eyes on the open road in front of them. one hand is settled on the steering wheel, the other on her thigh as he drives them towards chicago. he has plenty of contacts there, can keep doing his business there while still starting a fresh life with her. "like i'm gonna let anything happen to you, darlin'." his tone was rather unserious considering the fact that she was precious to him. his hand raises from her thigh, settling against her cheek as he gazes across at her. "oh yeah? how about you show me a little sneak peak of what my protection gets me."

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"I'm so fucking glad we're doing this" - Holly sighed relaxing back into her seat as Dante drove them somewhere, she didn't know where and frankly she didn't care. All that mattered is that she was with him. Left behind were her shitty husband, ungrateful kids and most of her belongings. Obviously she brought a few things with her but she didn't have a real need for most things. "And you promise you're going to keep me safe," she grinned turning towards him setting a hand on his leg. "Promise I'll make it very worth your while if you do."

her eyes are blown wide at what he's asking of her, pausing in disbelief as though the words he utters next would disregard his previous statement. cora's gaze falls down on the bear on the floor, hand coming up to cover her mouth as she giggles behind it. "you really want me to do that for you?" she questions, arousal building between her thighs at the thought of doing something so lewd, so perverted. gaze flicking from the bear back to him, she walks slowly towards the bear, sinking down until it's settled between her thighs. "what do you want to see me do next, daddy?"

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"i didn't stutter," said tomas with a chuckle. he knew that there were times he could be a downright bastard. the idea had popped in his head the second she had pointed out the large stuffed bunny. the carnival hadn't even been his idea but he felt bad. it had been weeks since he had taken her on a proper date. work had been a lot so he wanted to make it up to her. though he could see the look of pure bewilderment at what he had told her to do. they were back at his place and he had set it on the floor. he was perched on the couch with a beer in his grasp," straddle it for me sweetheart, be a good girl."

Pınar Deniz and Uraz Kaygılaroğlu in Aktris, episode 1.04

brass knuckles are clutched in her hand, every one of her punches landing with all the more force. the man before her is tied to the chair, ankles and wrists bound, duct tape hanging from his cheek from where he'd been gagged earlier. it was a rarity these days for her to get her hands bloody, even before she'd been pregnant with the twins, but this fuck had the audacity to threaten their family. brushing her hair away from her face, isabelle looks down at the man before scoffing, gaze turning to find ross'. "well, i was going to say it's your turn, but he passed out again. pussy." / @cherrysugcr