#sweetcstfantasy

Derek looked over the dress, noticing how fitting it was to her frame and how it highlighted her natural beauty. “Looks fine,” he shrugged, not one to say much more than that when it came to clothing. “Why are you wearing a dress when we have to go meet with the other pack? Trying to get yourself some kind of mate?” He raised a brow, monitoring her if she were to lie to his face. He could tell. “If so then go change because there is enough drama in this house without you sleeping with the enemy.”

most would have called him foolish to accept the daughter of his greatest rival as his personal assistant. and liam was wise enough to recognize that it might have some negative repercussions, but the possible positives were much too numerous to be passed up. the head space up he’d take up in her father’s head, getting to take out his aggression on the daughter of someone he didn’t like. but the best thing of all? the view. because alexandria looper was certainly a gorgeous woman and having her nearby was a delight. one he intended to take full advantage of. eyes narrow a bit and his shoulders tense as he motions for her to come closer to his desk. “ you’ve been doing good work. that much can’t be denied, but i can’t help but question your loyalty. especially when i consider your lineage. you can understand my caution i’m sure. how can i trust that you aren’t here to play spy or saboteur? “

After a few minutes though, he stood up from the couch and went back to her room. The door was still open a little, so before he pushed it open more he could hear her and even see her a little. He smirked a little as he watched her for a few moments before he pushed the door open more so he could walk inside. “What on earth are you doing Jessica?!” He asked as he shut the door behind him, locking it as he crossed the room to her. 

gia hadn’t known what to expect when she’d agreed to meet with oliver that evening, but she was glad that he had picked a night where her parents would be gone for hours. all gia knew was that he said he had something of hers and that she needed to come get it. little did she know that the something of hers were several risque photos she had taken of herself. she’d never been bold enough to send them to anyone, but that wouldn’t matter if her parents ever found out about them. they’d threatened to ship her off to a convent for less, and gia could already feel her panic rising as she watched the male scroll through the photos on his phone. “h-how did you even get those? you haven’t shown anyone have you?” she questioned, wondering what she’d done to deserve something so humiliating to happen to her. 

“ you know, you might be the only person in the world who spends more time working in their off time than me, “ quentin teased loudly as he approached the desk of lacey quinn. her name printed neatly on a plate affixed to the front of the desk had been his first introduction to her, but now it served as a reminder that he was in the right place. in his right hand, a bag of takeout, chinese, is settled upon her desk. quentin was in the neighborhood, tracking down a lead, and when he looked up and saw the light on in this office, he knew it meant that she was hard at work in her office instead of at home resting. but the detective was hardly the one to judge. he overworked himself just as much. it was a wonder they ever found one another through their sea of work. “ i brought you some dinner. you wanna have a meal with me? you got time or am i interrupting something big? “ 

“That’s it, Kitten. You like that, huh? ” Billy grinned down at his little brother’s girlfriend, taunting her with each slow thrust of his engorged cock into her swollen cunt. There wasn’t much real estate left in her slick pussy from the way that the plug he’d shoved into her pert little ass was stretching out her hole and he forcefully took it all for himself. He was going slow now, tempering himself and giving her time to get used to the feeling but they both knew what she was in store for. What she wanted from the only man in this house who could actually give it to her. He lifted his hand from the round curve of her ass, flicking his wrist before spanking her delicate white flesh. “Be a good little slut and purr for Billy, tell me what you want.” 

peter: i swear to god, if one more person asks me to be a stripper at their bachelorette party, i am going to blow a gasket. peter: anyway, how are you this evening?

fingers find her clit, rubbing circles as he pounds into her. the man is entranced now, words failing, looking at jess like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. anton snarls, “but you’re mine, babygirl. this pussy is daddy’s, isn’t it?”