MESSY EATER | 18++
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𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓼 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼𝔂, 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭...
[WARNING: This story contains graphically depicted sexual content, strong language and other mature themes that may be triggering to some readers. Readers below 20 years of age are strongly advised to skip this story. Read at your own risk!]
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"Well, aren't you a messy eater?"
She tilted her eyes up, her long falsies batting delicately as his sticky cream dripped off of her plump, well-injected pink lips. She used her sharp tongue to lick it all clean, him watching as the tip of her tongue swirled up and down-- reminding him of the way she'd worked that tongue on his cock only seconds ago.
"But you like a messy eater, don't you..." She purred, smacking her lips as she continued to stroke his d*ck with her slender hand, back and forth over his thick length that still stood hard and pulsating "daddy?"
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This is the tale of an assassin named Jisa-- a femme fatale out for blood. But when her most trusted ally turns out to be her worst enemy, she has to pick sides and forge her own future amidst a bloody revenge and a dangerous love...
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It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiraled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.![His Obsession [Obsession Series#1] ✔](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/291637871-256-k819293.jpg)
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I watched my cum drip off her chin with possessive, lust- filled eyes. Holy fuck. I'd witnessed in just about every filthy sex act imaginable, but that small movement might've been the hottest thing I'd ever seen. "Get on the bed," I ordered, my voice thick with gravel. Her hands and knees barely had time to hit the mattress before I stripped off my clothes and came up behind her, spreading her thighs with my hands. "You are so very wet, my beautiful whore." I licked her glistening juices off her skin, savoring the taste and delicate female scent that drove every man crazy. I pushed a finger inside her tight, slick folds and was rewarded with a loud whimper. "Do you want me to eat out this gorgeous cunt of yours?" "Please," she gasped, pushing back at me. I flattened my tongue against her clit, alternating between long, slow licks and fast flicks. I was so fucking hungry for her, for her taste, for the innocence shattering beneath me at this very moment. I feasted on her like a man possessed, my hand digging into her flesh, my fingers curling inside her until I found the spot that had her bucking against my face. I gently tugged on her clit with my teeth, flicking over the sensitive nub with my tongue, and she exploded, her screams reverberating off the walls "You taste so fucking good," I growled, lapping up every drop while she shook and trembled beneath my touch. "The perfect appetizer for tonight."
HIS MERCILESS REVENGE - A tale of regret
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His hands were everywhere. On her breasts, her navel, her thighs.. His mouth enveloped hers, as he gripped her waist, pulling her flush against him. Her hands fell to his belt buckle, and she flicked it loose. He growled in response, and literally ripped her dress right off her body. He picked her up, and pressed her against the wall, his hands holding her up by her ass, her legs on each of his shoulders. He let out a primal growl, and buried his face between her thighs. Her eyes rolled back in her skull and she moaned. His tongue swirled over her clit, circling it over and over until she whimpered, and an orgasm unfolded. He didn't stop there, but instead continued eating her out, eventually dipping his tongue inside her. She moaned, her hands threading through his hair, holding him against her. "Oh gosh.." she gasped, and another orgasm ripped through her. "I'm going to make you come again and again...and again." He whispered against her entrance. She shuddered, bucking her hips, his tongue driving her insane as he lathed her clit. She cried out, as she came again, and he hungrily lapped up her juices. "You taste so fucking good.." he whispered, his voice a low husky growl... Dragged into the darkest depths of hell, by the grasp of her devious step father Mattius, Elise finds herself struggling to find her way back into the light...tempted by his charming smile, and his baritone voice, she's trapped within a world of her making...with a man made of sin incarnate.
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It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiraled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.
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