Due to an unfortunate event, childhood enemies Xyla and Maxim find themselves in a struggle to s save the company that their parents built. As a result, both of them are forced into a union that neither of them wants. Will passion take over, or will...
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"What are you doing?" She asks, confused, and I shush her. I place both of my knees on the floor, baring myself in front of her. I feel her soft skin under my touch as I bring my hands up to rest on her exposed hips. Why is her skin so smooth?
"I want to fuck you," I finally say out loud.
"What?" She asks almost in disbelief.
I never thought I would be the one to give in. But I can't take it anymore. Seeing her like this is making me feel so bad. I hate seeing her vulnerable, but I can't deny it to myself anymore. I want her. I will have her. Tonight.
I hate not being in control.
Fuck it, Maxim, just do it.
I look her straight in the eyes before I utter my next words. "I am begging you to let me fuck you, Xyla. Please let me fuck you, mamas. I will do anything to be inside of you tonight. Please," I beg her while I tighten my grip on her hips.
I hope she doesn't say no.
She stares at me for a few seconds with her lips parted, and the silence is starting to become eerie. Any sound is better than no sound.
"O-okay," she whispers while releasing a breath she was holding. I followed by releasing a breath of my own that I didn't know I was holding.
I quickly rose to my feet and captured her lips in a kiss. At the first feel of her tongue, my entire mind and body relaxed.
God, I haven't kissed her all day. Fuck she tastes good.
I use my hand to grab her neck tightly and push her away from my lips so I can hold her steady and look at her beautiful face. I can see the confusion and sadness on her face from me breaking the kiss.
Don't worry, baby, you will have Daddy's lips soon. In fact, because she led me to be the one to beg first, she was going to be begging me all night. I will try my hardest.
"Xyla," I whisper while staring at her beautiful, soft lips.
"Yes?" She asks as she looks up at me.
"That's the last time I will ever beg you. Are we clear?" She nods her head, and I grip her throat tighter. "Use your words."
"Crystal clear."
"Good." I lean in and capture her lips again without releasing her throat. I love it when she struggles to breathe against my lips.
She starts to moan into the kiss, and I do the same. Her lips and tongue feel way too good for me not to. I reach my hand down and slide it into her panties. I bite down on her bottom lip and drag it out at the feeling of how wet she is already. If she only knew, we are only getting started.
I break the kiss and take a step back. Once again, she looks at me sadly since I took my lips away from her.
She shouldn't be sad. Isn't it clear at this point that they only belong to her?
