#pessimc

"now what did i tell you? it's too damn hot for you to be in the kitchen wearing something like that." ezra chides as he comes up behind her, pulling down her top and her bra to leaver her tits exposed before he palms them roughly. "shit like that isn't good for your tits, how am i supposed to trust you can look out for yourself if you're doing things like this?" poor dumb thing, it really was for her own good that ezra looked out for her, and he tucked his head against her own as he looked back at what she was doing. "cookies, huh? you need some help?"

cassandra was in a whirlwind of emotion. her life seemingly turned upside down in a manner of days all because her father had taken a loan from the wrong person. she'd known that money was tight for her father, the church not drawing in parishioners like it used to, which left him with a lack of funds to pad his wallet with. throughout all of it cassandra never thought that her father would hand her over to clear his debt. not after so many years of him keeping her sheltered and under his thumb. she was angry, but mostly hurt that she had been given away like she was nothing but property. she wasn't a naïve girl, but she had never thought her father would stoop this low. his words just add salt to the wound, and a tear spills down her cheek before she angrily wipes it away and averts her gaze. there was no response, the girl seeing no point when ultimately it was just the same song and dance with a new partner. everyone gets what they want at her expense.

"you lost, sweetheart?" silas spoke after the creak of his door pulled his attention to the young woman who'd checked in the day before letting herself into his bedroom. though he couldn't exactly claim being too surprised, she'd been on his heels far more than his average guests since the moment she arrived. he equally couldn't deny how the sight of her moving towards his bed had him straightening his posture as he sat against the headboard, adjusting the sheets that covered how his cock perked up and twitched with curiousity when her knees pressed into the mattress, lips instinctively twisting as he offered a bit more caution, "you're in an unfamiliar town and i'm easily over twice your age; don't you think a girl like you should be a bit safer when you're out here all by yourself?"

with his wife leaving for work, logan took his time to get out of bed, rubbing his face as he made his way out the huge master bedroom. figuring he was alone, he hadn’t bothered to put on any clothes, only a pair of tight grey boxers covered his bulge but there was no hiding how big he was. rubbing at it, he padded his way down the stairs to the kitchen, only stopping when his gaze fell on his sister-in-law. with how busy he’d been, he’d forgotten that she was staying with them for a bit and he licked his lips as he looked her over. “hey, i’m about to put on coffee, want one?” he didn’t bother covering up, there was no need for that since he knew he had a good body and he had a feeling she’d like what she saw anyway. there had been some chemistry between them for a while, he was sure they’d both felt it and it had been a while since a female had paid him the attention he wanted. “got any plans today?” / @pessimc​

"if you let it happen, it will all be over soon." ezra huffs against her shoulder blade as he yanks her panties down, letting them fall down her legs before pressing a hand between emerson's shoulders to push her down across the kitchen counter. "we'll finish up before your parents get here." undoing his belt and pants, ezra works them down just enough to free his cock before fitting their hips together, tip leaking precum where it dragging against emerson's skin before sliding between her folds. he can smell the food in the oven, and he knows damn well they're running out of time before her family is supposed to be there, but she's his now and it feels important to make a claim on her before that knock on the door. "i'm going to fill up your pussy, then you can worry about making sure your family can't tell you're a well fucked slut."

working as a receptionist wasn't the most glorious job in the world, but working as ezra's receptionist paid better and there was a good reason for that. it wasn't a trade off for long work hours or unreasonable sick leave or because you had to do manual labor, not anything like that, but the job was demanding in a way customers didn't see. stepping into the break room proved that and ezra huffed a laugh at the sight of valerie bent over while jack hammered into her from behind, taking advantage of her special role. being the receptionist at the autoshop came with the side job of being morale booster, otherwise known as the office fucktoy, and ezra took a moment to appreciate the view as he leaned against the door frame. "working hard there, sweetheart?"

"movie hasn't been too bad so far, right?" ezra asked quietly, lips pressed against hanna's ear as his hand trailed teasingly along the inside of her thigh, the touch hidden beneath the blanket. with the lights turned down, there was little chance of jack or arthur managing to see anything, but he doubted they'd be surprised either by him touching her thigh or by the fact she was sitting on his cock. unlike hanna, the guys knew exactly what they were watching, and it wasn't quite the same movie ezra had described to her. "not scared, are you?" he continued, finger moving to her clit as the woman on the tv was pinned to a wall and slapped.