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Author: Gem Lynne

2025-05-25 03:56:58

The car rocked slightly under the rhythm of their movement, windows slightly fogged from the warmth of their bodies. In the dim backseat, Zach held Barbara tightly, moving with deep urgency now.

The teasing had gone on long enough. For the past five minutes, he had played with her body, exploring, tempting, opening her up with slow strokes that drove her to the edge of madness.

But now, he was fully in. Taking her from front and not behind.

Her breath hitched as he pressed deeper, sliding in and out in a motion that had her trembling, her hips rising to meet his each time.

The air around them felt heavy and charged. The world outside had fallen into silence, only the occasional creak of the leather seat and the breathless sounds of their bodies filled the space between them.

Barbara’s mouth fell open, but no words came. Her voice caught in her throat, teetering between a gasp and a cry. Her back arched, her hair sticking to her damp skin as her body moved with his, dancing in a silen

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~ 139~
The strike hadn’t done much.Despite aiming right, the jack handle had slipped from Maya’s sweaty grip and clattered to the floor. Panic surged through her veins.Zic jerked in confusion, and Maya, thinking fast, masked her failure with a sultry shift.She tilted her head and gave a forced laugh. “Oops,” she murmured, as if she’d dropped it playfully.Before he could react, she quickly repositioned herself, pushing him back against the seat. Her knees pinned his sides as she straddled him, breath warm against his cheek.Zic let out a low, confused groan. His pupils widened in surprise, then narrowed with suspicion.“Maya… what the hell are you doing?” he growled, trying to push her off.But she had come prepared.With one swift motion, her right hand flew up and those long, sharp prosthetic nails, glistening like the fangs of a viper – dug deep into his eyes.“AHHH—!”He screamed. Loud. Violent. Wild. His body thrashed under her, arms flailing, trying to grab her hair, but he was alre
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Around 10pm, the hotel club throbbed with wild music, neon lights slicing through the hazy air.Maya swayed to the beat like she owned the night. Her red strapless nylon bustier and skimpy skirt clung to every curve, her hair wild and free. The music, a thumping hip-hop track, pushed through her veins like electricity. She threw her hands up, letting herself fall into the rhythm, hips rolling, back arching, moving like no one was watching. But someone was.Wilson.He sat back in the private VIP lounge he had booked just for the two of them, sipping from a glass of scotch, his eyes gleaming with something between awe and desire. A lazy smile curved his lips. He watched her like a man watching a fire – dangerous, untouchable, and too tempting to resist.Finally, the beat got to him.He stood, tossed the half-empty glass aside, and took one last drag from his cigar before stepping onto the dance floor. The smoke curled around him as he walked, and Maya turned, catching the hunger in his
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In a well-lit hotel room lined with warm amber lights, Maya straddled Wilson on the bed. Her body moved in rhythm, drawing quiet groans from his throat as her hands roamed his chest, leaving trails of warmth on his skin. His fingers dug into the covers, helpless beneath the spell she cast.Her head fell back slightly as she felt the intensity of their connection grow. The air was heavy with heat and indulgence, their silhouettes dancing against the golden walls. Wilson managed to sit up halfway, hands gripping her waist as he began to guide her movements, slow at first, then faster, more desperate."You feel amazing, Maya," he murmured, voice thick with desire.Maya smirked as she swept her damp hair to one side, locking eyes with him. Then she twisted her hips deliberately, pulling a sharp gasp from his lips."Fuck – where did you learn that?"She leaned forward, lips brushing his ear. “I’ll do anything to please the Mayor’s son…”That made him grin, his arms pulling her down for a
~ 136 ~
Later that evening, the sky outside was bruised with the colors of sunset, fading into navy blue as city lights flickered on. Inside the spacious penthouse, silence ruled until the door dinged softly and Barbara stepped in, heels clicking faintly on the marble floor.Her shoulders slumped with exhaustion. Her long coat dangled in one hand while her designer bag nearly slipped from the other. Her lipstick was faint, her blouse slightly rumpled, and her entire expression wore the fatigue of a long, emotionally loaded day.She dropped everything without grace and crashed face-first onto the plush white couch. A groan escaped her lips.Phoebe, seated already with one leg tucked beneath her, turned her head slowly and arched a brow. Her eyes widened slightly as she took in the sight before her.“So… what happened?” Phoebe leaned forward, curiosity flashing like a light in her eyes.Barbara buried her face in a throw pillow. “What do you mean?” came her muffled voice.“Oh, come on,” Phoebe
~135 ~
Later in the evening, Maya trudged into the house, her steps slow and unsteady. The dim light from the hallway chandelier flickered against her face, revealing swollen eyes, smudged makeup, and the lingering smell of cheap alcohol clinging to her clothes. She dropped her bag by the door and slumped onto the living room couch like her bones could no longer hold her together.Sarah stepped out from the kitchen, apron still tied around her waist, her eyes immediately catching the change in Maya. "Where have you been all day?" she asked, voice gentle but layered with concern.Maya leaned her head back and exhaled. "I went to see him... then a bar after that. I needed to cool off my head."Sarah walked over and sat beside her, close enough to show she cared but not too close to smother. "Cool off? Maya, you shouldn't be drinking."Maya let out a dry laugh and rolled her eyes. "Oh, please, spare me, mother. It's not like I have a car to wreck or anyone to answer to."Sarah's expression tig
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Zach inhaled deeply, eyes pinned on her as though she were a treasure he couldn’t let slip. His voice dropped to a persuasive hush. “This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Barbara Davis.”Barbara didn’t even blink. She jabbed a finger into his chest, her brows lifted with bold defiance. “And I’ll pass it, Zachariah Marlow.”He smiled, slow and lazy, like a man with a secret he was dying to share. That kind of smile that curled just slightly on one side, darkened by teasing confidence.“I think another ten minutes with me and you won’t be able to walk for hours.”Barbara’s eyes widened as she gasped. “You’re silly!” She slapped his cheek—not hard, but just enough to scold. “What do you think Mary would think, fool?”Zach laughed. It was deep and low, with just a bit of danger in it. “Yeah, I know. Talking about her…” His tone turned thoughtful, “I don’t think she should know something’s brewing between us.”Barbara blinked. Her heart skipped. “Oh.”“Yeah. It’s… sudden, you know?” Hi

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