Sex to Carlisle is like breathing. She needs it. She craves it.  The three horny men in her life each bring a delicious element of excitement to her.  To love, submit and obey becomes her world and Carlisle delights in every dirty, sexy moment of it.   

Her soon-to-be married sister thinks Carlisle should be more responsible and stop dicking around. But that’s not about to happen any time soon. Especially not when there are two thieves, an irate ex-girlfriend and a sexually explicit video to deal with.

Be Warned: multiple partners, menage sex, anal sex, forced seduction, public exhibition, sex toys.

Excerpt

“I knew this would happen,” Sean said.

“Did you?” Carlisle certainly hadn’t but then sex had a way of happening like that. While she wasn’t that drunk, the couple of drinks she had downed certainly made her more receptive to Sean’s advances.

“Yes, because you like dick.”

She did. Was it that obvious? Do I have a scarlet D on my forehead?

“And it will happen again.” He pulled out and shoved back in hard.

She jumped and cried out. Sean had a long, thick cock that felt like it was touching her stomach with each thrust. It was hot and delicious and the idea of his dick being inside her once more filled her with excitement. “Why?”

“Because I own you.” He thrust deep and hard making her body move back and forth under him.

“Pardon?” Own me? Maybe there were times when she felt like a slave at work but she was her own woman.

“I own you and after this you’re going to do whatever I say.”

“What?” It was true his dick certainly owned her at that moment.

“You are mine.”

“Now wait a second—”

“Shut up.” He stilled within her.

Carlisle gasped at the harsh tone of his voice. A chill ran down her spine. It was not fear she felt. It was excitement. She was turned on by the dominance of his words. “Sean, I—”  

He pulled out of her and yanked her down off the desk spinning her around so her ass was towards him. He pushed her back against the desk. “Say ‘yes, Sean, I belong to you’.”

“Or what?” She rubbed her clit against the edge of the desk and moaned.

Sean saw what she was doing and yanked her away from the edge. “Say it or no orgasm for you.”

“Oh fuck off. This master to the universe stuff may work with other women but—oww!” Carlisle yelled as he parted her ass cheeks and jammed his dick into her anus. Having this done by Peter made her used to it and usually she would be prepared to be taken like this. She wasn’t with Sean. Hot dick drove up inside her without apology or stopping. Her hands gripped the desk, her knees wobbling as she tried to relax and accept his dick.      

“Say it.” He pulled out and slammed in again.

Carlisle cried out once more. “Sean!”

“Say it!” He pumped furiously within her.

“It hurts.” It did at the start, but now? Carlisle pushed back against him.

Sean laughed at her actions yet he kept up his wicked paced. “What do you want?”

At the moment? Just him and his dick. “You.”

He leaned in, his mouth close to her ear. “Good. I need to know what your ambition is?”

She shivered at the warm breath against her neck. “Your job.”

“You can’t have it.” The pace of his dick slowed slightly as his hands moved around to play with her clit. “Do you want Emma’s job?”

Emma was his personal assistant. No one liked her. She was snotty and stuck-up at her self-importance of being the boss’s assistant. “Yes.”

“And more money?”

Carlisle moaned as his fingers on her clit matched the pace of his dick. “Yes, and I want her parking space.”

“Who do you belong to, Carlisle?”

The answer was simple. She wasn’t averse to playing a game to get what she wanted. “You.”

“These are the rules.” He pulled out of her ass and turned her around. “Be ready and available with no panties any time you’re in this office. If you service me as a good slave should then you can have anything you want.” Sean pushed her back on the desk and dropped his face down into her pussy. He tongued her clit and cunt until she was screaming for release. Sean stood up, his face wet with her juices. He ripped off his condom and looked at her. “Who owns you?

“You do.”