Sebastian's eyes darkened with an intensity that sent a shiver down Mailee's spine. He heard her plea, and without hesitation, he inserted a second finger. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before. He moved his fingers rhythmically inside her, stretching her tight, untouched walls, making her body respond in ways she hadn't known was possible.
"You're so tight," he whispered, his voice thick with desire as he pushed deeper, his fingers working her until she was on the brink of release. Mailee moaned, her hips moving instinctively in time with his movements. The pleasure built and built, a dizzying spiral that left her gasping, her body trembling with the unfamiliar yet intoxicating sensations. She was so close, right on the edge of a climax she had never experienced before.
Just as she was about to come, Sebastian pulled his fingers out, leaving her aching and wanting. Mailee whimpered, the loss almost painful, but her anticipation only grew as she felt him shift. She watched as he positioned himself above her, her heart pounding in her chest. The reality of what was about to happen crashed over her, a mixture of fear and overwhelming desire.
Sebastian leaned down, his breath hot against her ear as he guided his rigid length to her entrance. "This might hurt," he warned softly, though his tone was laced with a possessive hunger. Slowly, he began to push into her, his thickness stretching her in a way that was both excruciating and exquisitely pleasurable. Mailee's breath hitched, her body tensing as he breached her virginity, the sharp sting making her gasp. But even through the pain, there was an undeniable pleasure—a fullness that made her feel completely claimed by him.
He paused for a moment, letting her adjust to the intrusion, then began to move. With each thrust, he pushed deeper, his pace steady but demanding. The pain gradually gave way to something more intense, a burning pleasure that consumed her. Mailee could feel every inch of him inside her, filling her, owning her in a way that left her breathless. The sensation of being stretched so completely, the slick heat of his body against hers—it was overwhelming.
From Mailee's perspective, the experience was almost surreal. She had never imagined that losing her virginity could be like this—so raw, so primal, so pleasurable. Each thrust drove her closer to a release that was both terrifying and exhilarating. She could hear her own cries, mingling with Sebastian's low groans as he took her, his grip on her hips tightening as he drove into her again and again. The room seemed to blur around her, the only reality being the man above her and the sensations he was creating inside her.
When the climax hit, it was like nothing she had ever experienced before. Her body convulsed around him, her inner walls clenching tightly as waves of pleasure crashed over her, leaving her gasping for air. Sebastian growled low in his throat, his pace quickening as he chased his own release, finally spilling into her with a final, deep thrust.
As they lay there, their bodies entwined, Mailee felt a deep satisfaction settle over her. She had taken a step closer to her goal. With Victoria away for a week, this was her chance to deepen the bond between her and Sebastian, to ensure that she would be more than just a surrogate. The pregnancy was her trump card, and she intended to use it to stay close to him.
That night, as they lay together, Mailee begged him to stay with her, to let her bask in the warmth of his embrace. "Please, Sebastian," she whispered, her voice soft and pleading, "Stay with me tonight." He looked at her for a moment, then nodded, pulling her closer. She could feel the tension in his body as he held her, a silent acknowledgement of the boundary they had crossed.
For the next five days, Sebastian's visits became a routine. Each evening, he would come to her room, bringing her comfort and the intimacy she craved. He massaged her sore body, easing the aches that came with the pregnancy and stretched her limbs with a sensual precision that left her wanting more. Each night, they would make love, his touch bringing her to heights of pleasure she had never known.
Sebastian continued to take pleasure in her, relishing the tightness and warmth of her body as he lost himself in the physical connection between them. For Mailee, every moment was a step closer to her ultimate goal—to secure her place in the Caldwell family. She was no longer just a surrogate; she was something more, and with each passing day, she became more convinced that she could change her life, that she could become indispensable to Sebastian in a way that Victoria never could and the stakes were higher than she had ever imagined.
While Victoria was still enjoying her time with her friends, blissfully unaware, a quiet storm was brewing back at home. Her absence, intended as a much-needed break, had unknowingly opened the door to a threat that could shatter the very foundation of her family.
"Another round of champagne, ladies?" Victoria laughed, raising her glass as she lounged by the pool with her closest friends. The sun sparkled on the water, matching the glint in her eyes as she relished the carefree atmosphere.
"You deserve this, Vic. You've been working so hard. It's time to let loose!" one of her friends chimed in, passing her a new drink.
Victoria's days were filled with laughter and luxury, surrounded by the most lavish settings. They indulged in high-end shopping sprees, extravagant dinners, and endless pampering sessions, all while she remained oblivious to the growing intimacy between her husband and the surrogate mother of their child.
Back home, Sebastian and Mailee's relationship had crossed lines that went far beyond the boundaries of a mere surrogacy arrangement. The chemistry between them had evolved into something deeper, something that now threatened the carefully constructed life Victoria believed was secure.
"Everything's perfect," Victoria sighed contentedly, unaware of the truth. But back home, each passing day brought Sebastian and Mailee closer. Victoria lost in her carefree world, had no inkling of the impending storm that could forever alter the course of her marriage and her family's future.
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Filthy Game of the Rich
General FictionIn the world of wealth and privilege, nothing is out of reach for the ultra-rich, not even the creation of life. Driven by the wife's desire to maintain her luxurious lifestyle and avoid the physical toll of pregnancy, begins their search for a surr...