But your my maid

But your my maid

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He laughed darkly,"you know what? Was this your plan? Make me fall in love and string me along?" "No Jacob i love you." I cried. "You don't love me, did you fuck him Kandy?,"he spat,"you know what my parents were fucking right, your just some fucking child that can't keep her legs shut, better yet did he fuck you better than me, I mean by the looks of it, I surely can say I fucked you good by the way you be screaming and cumming arou-" I slapped him as tears fell down my face. *** Kandy is 17 a only child with the weight of the world on top of her head having her dead beat dad passed away leaving her and her mother in debt now she has to find a job to help her out. Jacob is 25, rich, tall, built and every girls dream with the money and fame he has the power to destroy anything he wants not to mention that he owns all the gambling houses in the country. What happens when richy rich needs a maid and poory poor applied for the position?? Rank #1 mindlessbehaviour 20/02/19 #835 poetry 30/01/19
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She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• His teeth graze my jawline as he growls low in his throat. "Beg prettier." "Please, Dante... I need it. I want you to make me cum...please." My voice cracks, desperate now. Finally, he chuckles, a dark, dangerous sound that sends heat pooling low in my belly. "Good girl." Without warning, he lets my legs drop from around his waist. I barely have time to catch my breath before his hands grip my thighs, spreading them wide as he drops to his knees in front of me. "Keep those pretty legs open." He commands, his tone leaving no room for argument. Then his mouth is on me. I gasp, my hands flying to his hair as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending shockwaves through my body. He groans against me, the vibrations making my knees threaten to buckle. "Oh-fuck... yes." I moan, my hips rocking instinctively. His hands grip my thighs tighter, keeping me pinned against the wall as he devours me like a man starved. His tongue moves with devastating precision, switching between slow, teasing licks and fast, relentless strokes that make my head spin. "Such a mess already." He growls against me. "You taste so fucking good." My fingers tug at his hair, my body trembling as I feel the orgasm building fast and hard. "Dante, I'm gonna-" "Not yet." he said, pulling back just enough to blow cool air on my throbbing clit. "I'll tell you when you're allowed." "Please, I'm so close..." I whimper, hips rolling. "You'll wait." His tongue dives back in, and this time, he doesn't hold back. The pace is brutal, unrelenting.

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