In the meantime…Sitting up slightly, my hand found my flower’s plump and filled breasts. Squeezing them, I listened to the soft melody of her moans as she slept. Leaning over, I took her breast into my mouth as she let out a soft whimper. Her nipples were already tight, already sensitive and begging for me to taste them.
In the meantime, I was going to cherish my little flower.Reaching my hand down to her cunt, I toyed with her sensitive, swollen, wet clit that was ready for me. Her body recognized my touch. My cock grew hard at the mere thought of it. Another needy moan fell from her lips as she squirmed, her thigh twitching as I dragged my fingers through her slick folds.
Even in your fucking dreams, you know who you belong to.
Despite her relationship with her husband and the relatively new infatuation her loan shark potentially had,she was still mine.
Mine to own, mine to fuck, mine to ruin.
Her mind, body, and soul were all mine.
Her back arched off of the bed, and I hummed as I dipped two fingers into her core, stretching her little pussy open, getting it ready before I continued her delicious torture. She was always so fucking responsive.
I pushed deeper, curling my fingersjustright, feeling her slick walls tighten around me, squeezing, pulsing, begging without a single word.
Fuck, she was perfect.
I took my time to watch her, to savor her desire, my need for her growing with every painful, aching second. My cock throbbed as she moaned, her head tilting into the crook of my shoulder as she let out a shuddered breath.
My thumb stayed on her clit, working her slowly as I watched her with utter fascination. Her stomach clenched, her little pussy right on the edge, so fucking close to giving me what I needed.
“That’s it,” I growled under my breath, my grip tightening, my pace relentless as I pounded her little hole, wet sounds filling the air as she pathetically wriggled against the sheets. “Give it to me, baby. Cum for me.”
She let out soft gasp, a choked sob as she slept peacefully, and then she shattered.
Her body spasmed, pussy clenching around my fingers, thighs trembling as she moaned, long and breathless, into my skin.
I moaned low in my throat, my cock pulsing at the sight, my fingers finding ease to slip in another, getting her ready for my dick as I forced them through her orgasm.My little flower, so fucking ruined for me.
In a split second, the need, the obsession, the addiction had taken over as I briefly imagined spending the rest of my life like this. Pulling her apart, making her fall, forcing her to realize over and over again that no matter what, she would never belong to anyone else.
Gavin would be home soon… but it didn’t matter. Because no one...absolutely no one would take her away from me.
Walking onto my father’s floor from the elevator, I was greeted by the staff as I made my way to his main office. A few days had passed since I’d contacted him and he was ready to discuss some of his findings. Stepping inside the room, I noticed him, one of his close financial advisors, and a cybersecurity kid he hired a while back after the kid attempted to hack into the company’s system to obtain classified information.
“Beckham, please take a seat. We were just about to begin discussing the rather interesting findings uncovered in the last forty-eight hours or so. Jasper, you can start,” my father said.
I took a seat at the small conference table they were sitting at. The financial advisor, Jasper, began by turning his computer screen to face me. Staring at the screen, I looked over to the men before looking back down at the screen.
I blinked twice. “Someone explain what I’m looking at.”
“Mr. Garcia, Ms. Hart currently has just under $3.6 million in debt to Brent Sullivan...” Jasper explained.
I furrowed my eyebrows. Nearly four million dollars? I knew she’d dug herself a hole, but, fuck I didn’t think it’d be this deep.
“What does the debt entail?” I questioned.
“It appears to be a series of loans taken out over the past few years, with varying interest rates and repayment terms. All in all, there seem to be three major loans that were used to purchase the three properties Ms. Hart currently has up and running. In the beginning, there seemed to be a rather generous grace period for the repayment terms as a way to give the properties time to generate income. However, the interest currently is nearly forty-five percent on top of the principal. Even with the payments of $50,000 or $100,000, only a little more than half is actually allocated toward the balance of the loan.”
“Forty-five fucking percent...” I muttered.
“Had the interest rate been more reasonable, sir, we would obviously see significant decreases in the principal, but...” Jasper trailed off.
In an instant, I could see he seemed to be nervous to continue.
I narrowed my eyes. “But what?” I pressed.
Cole, the cybersecurity kid, turned his own laptop to show me his own findings.
