Caught Between My Fiancee And His Ex Best Friend

Chapter 2

Adrian

I checked my watch. Eleven-thirty p.m.

“She’ll be back before twenty-four hours,” I said calmly, swirling the amber liquid in my glass.

“Amaya is not stupid. Three years. Three f*****g years I gave that woman everything. She won’t throw it away over one meaningless night.”

Marcus chuckled, lighting another cigar… “Do you really think she'll forgive this one? Most women despise cheating. That's their deal breaker.

I smirked coldly. “Deal breaker?” I scoffed. She has my ring on her finger. She works for me. Her brother’s medical bills are paid through my account. Where the hell does she think she’s going to run to?”

Dante leaned forward, grinning. “Exactly. That girl is loyal to a fault. Remember how she cried when you bought her that house for her mother before she passed? She’s soft. By morning she’ll be calling you, begging for forgiveness.”

Rafael laughed loudly. “Or she’ll show up at the office tomorrow acting professional, but we all know she’ll crack the moment you look at her with that cold stare of yours. ‘Yes, Mr. Moretti. No, Mr. Moretti.’ Back in your bed by tomorrow night.”

I allowed myself a small smile. They were right.

Amaya was mine. She had been mine since the day I hired her as my personal assistant three years ago. I had molded her, protected her, spoiled her. One mistake, one meaningless f**k with Sophia wasn’t going to change that.

The door to the private lounge opened.

Sophia walked in wearing nothing but one of my black dress shirts, the hem barely covering her thighs. Her blonde hair was messy, lips still slightly swollen from yesterday's rough kisses.

“Adrian, baby,” she purred, walking straight to me and sliding onto my lap without invitation. “You left me alone in bed.”

“Guys,” I said coolly, “Please excuse us.”

The three men stood, grinning as they filed out. The door clicked shut.

The seconds we are alone, I slammed Sophia against the wall, crushing my mouth to hers in a violent kiss. Tongues tangled messily as I ripped the shirt completely off her body. My hands mauled her big t**s, squeezing and pinching her stiff n*****s until she whimpered into my mouth.

I carried her down the hallway and kicked open the bedroom door, throwing her onto the massive bed. She landed on her back, legs spread, p***y glistening and leaking. I stripped off my shirt and pants, my thick, veiny c**k springing free, rock hard and dripping precum.

I grabbed her ankles, yanked her to the edge of the bed, and buried my face between her thighs. I devoured her p***y like a man possessed, tongue f*****g her hole, sucking hard on her swollen c**t, licking up every drop of her cream.

Sophia screamed, thighs clamping around my head, hips bucking wildly against my face.

I didn’t stop until she came again, flooding my mouth with fresh girl-c*m. I drank it all, then flipped her onto her stomach, ass up.

I mounted her from behind and slammed my entire c**k into her tight, dripping cunt in one savage thrust. Sophia screamed into the mattress as I stretched her wide open. I started pounding her mercilessly, hard, deep, animalistic strokes. My heavy balls slapped loudly against her c**t with every brutal thrust. Her ass cheeks rippled and turned red from the force.

I gripped her hips like handles and f****d her even harder, the bed slamming violently against the wall. Her p***y made constant wet, obscene squelching sounds as I destroyed it. Sweat poured down my chest onto her back.

I yanked her hair, arching her back sharply, and kept railing her without mercy. Her juices squirted out around my c**k with every thrust, soaking the sheets. I spanked her ass repeatedly, leaving bright red handprints as I f****d her deeper.

Without pulling out, I flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and folded her in half. The new angle let me slam even deeper. My c**k battered her cervix with every powerful stroke. Sophia’s eyes rolled back, tongue hanging out, t**s bouncing violently as I pounded her into the mattress.

Her p***y spasmed wildly around me. She came again, screaming, her walls milking my c**k as fresh squirt sprayed against my abs. I kept f*****g her straight through it, the wet slapping sounds growing louder.

I pulled out, my c**k glistening with her cream, and dragged her off the bed. I stood her up, spun her around, and bent her over the edge. I slammed back inside her from behind, f*****g her standing up while gripping her throat from behind. Her ass bounced against my pelvis as I railed her mercilessly.

Her legs shook so badly I had to hold her up. I f****d her against the wall next, lifting one of her legs high and pounding into her dripping, c*m-filled cunt with long, savage strokes. Bite marks and hickeys bloomed across her neck and shoulders as I sucked and bit her skin while destroying her hole.

I carried her back to the bed, laid her on her side, lifted one leg high, and slid back in. This angle made her p***y feel impossibly tighter. I f****d her sideways like a machine, one hand squeezing her bouncing tit, the other rubbing her c**t furiously.

Sophia came again, screaming hoarsely, her entire body convulsing. Her p***y gushed so much it dripped down my balls and thighs.

I was far from finished.

I pulled out, shoved her onto her knees on the floor, and fed my c**k straight down her throat. She gagged and drooled heavily as I f****d her face hard, balls slapping against her chin. Tears streamed down her cheeks, mixing with saliva that dripped onto her t**s. I held her head in place and used her throat until I couldn’t hold back anymore.

With a deep groan, I buried myself deep and unloaded the first thick load straight down her throat. She swallowed desperately, choking on it.

I pulled out, still hard, and threw her back onto the bed. I spread her legs obscenely wide and slammed back into her c*m-filled p***y. I f****d her with wild, punishing strokes, chasing another release. The mix of her juices and my c*m made everything even wetter and filthier.

I came a second time, flooding her womb with rope after rope of hot c*m. It overflowed immediately, leaking out around my c**k as I kept thrusting, pushing it deeper.

We were both drenched in sweat. The room reeked of s*x. Sophia was a complete mess, hair wild, body covered in bite marks, handprints, and c*m leaking from her ruined p***y.

I collapsed on top of her, still buried deep inside, grinding slowly as we both panted heavily.

Amaya would return. And when she did, I would remind her exactly who she belonged to. I’d f**k her even harder than I just f****d Sophia, make her scream my name until she forgot every second she spent away from me.

She has no choice.

She is mine.