try begging
If you want to go, you go.
Every time he swayed his hips in a swaggering manner, the barely restored reason fled. A rush ofintense pleasure fills the void of reason, reducing Grace to a primal animal.All her nerves are focused on one thing.
The stimulation of his hard penis scraping up and down herswollen flesh was unbearably exhilarating. Grace whimpered as a sharp jolt of pleasure shotthrough her body with each thrust into the sensitive spot at the tip of her vagina.The palm over her mouth slammed hard against her cunt.
Clamping his hand over her mouth andgripping her waist to hold her tight, he plunged himself into Grace's deepest depths, over and overagain.She gave him every inch of her body.
If he wanted to rock, she rocked; if he wanted to feel, she felt.Grace wasn't afraid to give this man control now.
"Haha, my darling, do you prefer the closet? Or am I?"
The man licked the lobe of her ear and whispered something that made her blush, her nerves joltedby the sound of naked water. She bit down on the finger clamped over her mouth, and a low chuckleescaped her lips.
The hand that gripped his waist began to slide up his body, almost causing him to stumble as soonas the support was gone, and the moment Grace braced herself against his legs, a strangled groanescaped his throat along with a hot breath.
"You have to go, not me...."
His words trailed off as he fought back his ejaculation.
"...You did."
The hips that had stopped bucking with the words resumed. Grace laughed as she sank deeper anddeeper into the mind-numbing pleasure. She knew she wasn't the only one losing control, becauseshe could feel his hands unbuttoning her blouse.
He fumbled repeatedly, muttering profanities that would make my mother faint if she heard them.Her nipples hardened beneath her bra at his uncharacteristic lack of control.
"Fucking...."
She could feel him wanting to rip the button off, and she warned him.
"Don't rip it."
"I know, I'm trying."
As he continued to struggle, she finally intervened.
"Wait. Don't. It's ripping."
As if he couldn't wait to get two or three buttons undone, several fingers dug into the hem of herblouse, squeezing the tender flesh. Her hands slipped into her bra, greedily grasping at the flesh asthe button between her breasts came undone.
"Hmph...."
"Haa...."
Grace shuddered, and a thirsty male moan poured from her throat.She felt l like she've been swallowed. He cupped her barely-sized breasts in one hand and fondledthem promiscuously.
Grace shuddered, completely oblivious to the fact that what he was doing withher breasts, she was doing with his penis.
"Mmmmm...."
Her flesh melted in his hot hands, squishy as if it had been melted. Grace willingly enjoyed thesensation of being crushed into a mess.
"Suck...."
Thick fingers pinched her nipple between them and twisted it without ejaculation. The thunderoussensation made Grace's legs clench reflexively. The tightness beneath her made her feel as if thepenis had instantly doubled in size as it pounded against her insides. Her eyes glaze over.
"Every minute is torture when you're around."
He tortured her nipples, causing her to wince.
"You lie in my bed every night with a body like this, wearing nothing but a thin nightgown, and Ican't even touch you."
The harsh words he spat next were a mixture of desire he had been forced to suppress.
"Do you know how it drives me crazy every time Ellie cuddles up to you and says, 'Mommy's sosoft'?"
"Hmph!"
Sweaty hands clutched his chest greedily.
"If I didn't know that feeling, I wouldn't go crazy."
When Ellie held him, he smiled softly, like a good father, and I never realized that behind that maskhe was repressing a fierce desire.Just knowing that made every hair on her body stand on end. The realization alone made the hairson her body stand up on end.
"Yes, more, more...."
The more she begged, the more she lost all control, the coarser and more vulgar the man's mouthbecame.As if that weren't bad enough, he whispered secret, obscene fantasies into Grace's ear.
"My little girl, what shall we do? I'd rather eat your mother than cake, and I'm going to strip herdown to her toes and suck every last bit of her."
Grace's excitement grew as she realized that she fantasized about doing this and worse to her daughter, who clung to her and wouldn't let go, dozens of times a day.
"Oh, there, hmm, more, hmm...."
"Ellie, I'm sorry. Mommy likes to play with Daddy more."
The man, sensing what was happening in her body a beat before she did, clamped his hand overGrace's mouth again.
Her body opened and closed.
Her breathing opens and closes.
Her eyes go white and black.
Her mind fades and she wakes up in a flash.
Soaring to heaven, plummeting to hell.
It was the climax.
Grace sagged as the cool pleasure rushed through her body, draining her strength. There was onlyone place that didn't feel weak. Only her insides clung stubbornly to the thick pillar of flesh andrefused to let go. It was almost twitching.
"Ha, ha, ha...."
Grace gasped as her hand slipped away. She laughed, partly because she was disappointed that hewas already gone, but also because she had to admit that she'd been satisfied just once.But he didn't let that stop him from rubbing his cock against her belly, breaking his promise to onlydo it until she was gone. But Grace didn't point it out.
"Ha, ha...."
His hands clasped around the wall and he pulled it over his shoulders. His lips landed softly on theback of her hand as her back arched.
"Baby."
The man beneath her, a lowly beast, a graceful gentleman above, called to her with lust andaffection all at once.
"Happy birthday."
Grace suddenly realized that she had actually felt bad that he didn't know my birthday.
"You're the woman who makes me thank the woman who killed my father because gave birth toyou."
Grace just laughed at his crass declaration of love.
"Oh, how can I apologize? I don't really appreciate the woman who gave birth to you."
He laughed at her crude joke, too, then tilted her chin and pecked her lips. The kiss lasted for a longtime, as if they were trying to pull out each other's naughty tongues and eat them.
"Hmph...."
Ellie frowned.
"Mommy's up."
Benny and Martha looked everywhere, but they couldn't find her, so they asked Dad to find her.
"Daddy's up, too."
As they trudged down the hallway, they passed a room with the door wide open.
"It's not there."
It was her mom's voice!Ellie ran into the room and yanked the door open to her mom's laughter.
"Find her!"
Suddenly, instead of Mom, a large hand appeared out of the darkness.
"Got you."
"Kyahaha! Daddy's here!"
The child scampered away as the man leisurely chased after her. Once the two left and the doorclosed, Grace lifted the hand she'd pressed to her chest, calming her surprised heart.
"I told you, she's not here."
The man fumbled with the buttons he had fastened incorrectly, trying to undo them, but his handskept missing. It wasn't just his hands—his legs were shaky too. Eventually, Grace slid down thewall, collapsing onto the floor.
"Haa..."
The nagging restlessness that had been building inside her vanished with that brief moment ofintimacy. But why did her heart feel even more unsettled?She only discovered the contents of the envelope he'd left behind in the closet when she tried toreturn it to him.
"Birthday present."
His idea of a birthday gift was a fortune so vast she wouldn't be able to spend it all, even living inluxury for the rest of her life.
Two investment companies, one owning stakes in the Winston family's businesses and severalfamous companies based in Columbia. And three real estate companies, holding half of the land inCamden, along with dozens of skyscrapers and properties both here and in Columbia.
All five companies were registered under two names, presumably aliases for the two of them.On top of that, there were massive personal assets.
A list of gold bars, diamonds, and artworks stored in a bank vault somewhere in a major city inColumbia alone took up twenty pages. A certain resort in the southeastern region of Columbia wasalmost an entire city in itself, practically all owned by them.
"You two will own everything equally, fifty-fifty. Oh, and just so you know, in case of my death, allmy shares will go to you. The will is already prepared."
The man spoke of his alias as though it belonged to someone else. When Grace looked at himsuspiciously, he even handed her a business card for the lawyer who would handle the execution ofthe will.As she flipped through the thick stack of documents inside the envelope, the initial shock dulled,and her mind became clearer.
All the land and company shares in this kingdom originally belonged to the Winston family. Therest of the assets were located in Columbia.In short, this was a way to hide away assets for exile.
It wasn't really a "gift" for her, so it would be ridiculous to feel burdened or try to refuse.
"I don't need it, but I'll gladly accept, Your Excellency."
Grace gave a mock curtsy, bending her knees slightly before straightening up. The man mimedtipping an imaginary hat as if he were returning the gesture.
"You don't need it? Well, I'm thrilled to hear that, my dear Miss Riddle."
The gift didn't end there. Inside a small envelope tucked into the folder was a pair of tickets for an ocean liner bound for Columbia.
Just two tickets.
When she looked up at him in surprise, the man said:
"Stay for Ellie's third birthday. Then leave."
One word was missing.
Leave.
He should have said it twice.But he didn't finish that last word.
Was he expecting me to say it?
It wouldn't surprise her if this man was scheming something like that.
Fine, I'll play along this time.Just as she was about to speak, he leaned in and kissed her.
"Once again, happy birthday."
Grace quickly grabbed the man's hand as he was about to leave, as if he had nothing more to say.
"You'll come after me, right?"
"..."
"I'll wait."
In that moment, Grace thought she saw him smile.
Of course, his expression hadn't visibly changed.But I'm sure he's smiling inside.
Why, when you're smiling like that, do you just leave with such acold response?
"I'm not going to chase after you anymore."
Left alone, Grace stared blankly at the two tickets. Her vision blurred. It felt like the firm gripholding her up had suddenly loosened, leaving her reeling.