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Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91989 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)

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Abby Angel

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Sweet Aurora. She's perfect. A light in our darkness.

When we see her, We know we must have her. Three billionaire bankers. Always in control.

A Dark MFMM Romance
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Chapter 1


The gorgeous goddess between my legs is sucking my cock like there’s no tomorrow.

Yeah, I did a good thing, making sure she got hired.

She’s a fucking model; they all are.

She glides her tongue along my shaft before sucking the tip with her hot mouth.

I grip the handles of the chair and let out a long sigh.

“That’s it, baby, you little fucking cunt. Suck Daddy’s cock like your life depends on it.”

“Mmmm, Daddy, it tastes so good,” she says in breaths around me.

But I don’t want to hear her, I just want to feel her.

I wind my fingers through her hair and force her down on my cock hard. Enough with the games; let’s do this thing all the way.

With a secure hold on her hair at the nape of her neck, I pull her head down so that my giant fucking shaft is sliding halfway down her throat. She can’t take in all of me—no one can—but that doesn’t mean I don’t try.

She’s moaning, sighing, and purring.

“Let’s lose the top, baby, I wanna suck your tits,” I say, snatching down the strap so violently that it rips.

Then I pull her up to my lap, and she climbs on eagerly. I kiss her hot, albeit fake tits, and bite her nipples. She screams out in a pain, and I love it. She loves it, too.

She grinds down on my lap, trying to get to my cock.

“You want that cock, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes, sir,” she replies dutifully.

“Good girl,” I say, pressing my lips against her warm mouth.

She returns the affection with gusto. She fucking wants it…bad.

“Tell me what I want to hear,” I growl.

“Yes, Finn—I mean Daddy, I mean...”

“Alright, shut the fuck up, and just let me fuck you.”

I pick her up and put her over my desk. She spreads her legs easily, the little slut. Then I move her panties to the side and push my cock in without another word. I just want to fuck her—nothing more, nothing less.

“Oh, yeah, Finn, fuck,” she cries out.

I cup my hand over her mouth to silence her. We don’t need the whole office learning about this torrid affair.

To my surprise, she bites my fingers. Never had a girl do that before.

“Naughty little slut,” I say, pumping into her harder.

I slap her ass, and it turns red, a nice, subtle sign of my dominance. I thrust into her, and her tits bounce. I reach around and grab them. They’re pretty fucking perfect.

I slide in and out of her, and she’s going absolutely fucking wild.

“Oooh, yes, baby. That feels so fucking good.”

I know it does. She doesn’t have to tell me. I know how good I am.

I also know that, after this, she’ll become obsessed with me, more than she already is. She’ll pine for me every night of her goddamn life. She’ll leave countless voicemails and try to figure which club I’m at on any given night.

It’s all the same. Once they’ve had a taste of my big, fucking cock, it’s all over. I will have ruined her for any other guy, because no one can compare to me, and I know it.

I’m doing her a favor by fucking her this one time. But I can tell already, even as I’m inside her, that this is not the girl for me.

She’s a pretty good fuck, but there’s no substance there. She’s a people-pleaser. A yes-woman.

She’ll forever be telling me what she thinks I want to hear, and where’s the fun in that? Where’s the fucking authenticity?

I need more. I’m a man of insatiable tastes and desires.

I need the total fucking package, not some model who’s fucking me for the size of my cock and the size of my bank account. And I’m fucking her for the size of her tits and for her tight, little pussy.

Don’t think I’m a total asshole; she knows what she’s in for. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have come up here to my penthouse within five minutes of meeting me. If she wanted more, she would’ve waited, sized me up a little.

She’s crying out and sliding across my desk with each thrust. I plow into her, and she’s about to have the wildest orgasm of her life. I press her down against the desk and shove my cock deep inside of her, making sure she feels it, wants it, craves it.

Then I wrap my hand around her small hips and easily finger her clit.

One, two…

“Ahh, fuck, baby, I’m coming!”

“I know you are,” I say, continuing to fuck her.

That move works every time.

I take her hips in my hands and fuck her so that she’s screaming loudly. I don’t care if the office hears anymore. All I need for the moment is her tight, little cunt gripping around my cock.

I pull her hair. I take her deep. And then I blow my load into her with a hard gasp, pulling out just in time to spray my cum all over her ass.