When lust meets love , jealousy counters hatred, passion is mixed with anger , dominance triumphs submission , kinks and slurs edges a person, there's a spark. There's sex appeal and love making. There's orgasms and denials.
A book of passionate and...
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Characters introduction
Elijah Grant •CEO of Phoenix corporations •1.85m •Gay •Married to Oliver Grant •Cold but not rude •Loves his husband dearly •Dom
Oliver Grant • Personal assistant of the CEO of Phoenix and Co •1.6m •Bisexual •Married to Elijah Grant •Soft and cuddly only towards his husband •Possessive of what is his •Cute submissive ❗Oliver is transgender and has a pussy instead of penis❗ «««««««««««««««««««
Oliver's POV
Today we had a meeting with some companies who want to have a collaboration with us and so for that reason we had to get up extra early today but I was super tired. Yesterday night my husband did me good so good that today I can't even feel my fucking ass.
"Babe you ready to go or not"Eli asked coming in the room while setting his hair.
He looked so ravishing in his suit. I was getting wet just by looking at him, imagining how he'll bend me in front of everybody and fuck me like I am his bitch but that is just my fantasy,he is possessive over me so nobody can see me in my fucked up stage.
"Babe I asked you a question and I want you to answer me this instant" he said growing impatient as I was quite and not answering him.
Frustratedly I shouted" I am getting ready can't you see or are you blind!".
Suddenly there was pin drop silence in our room, I dropped my hair brush when I realised what have I actually done.
I slowly turned around too scared for myself It's not like he'll beat me,no but I'm afraid he'll fuck me but my ass is too sore.
When I turned,I wished I hadn't because Eli was angry,no scratch that he was furious,his ears were a shade of dark red,his fists were clenched and his body posture was so rigid that one could think it was a statue.
It was at this moment I knew that I fucked up. I slowly backed away raising my hands in a peace sign and nervously chuckling.
"D-daddy I-ahem I'm sorry ah I was just stre-"I was not able to speak when he harshly grabbed my neck.
I moaned at the contact because it felt so good.
"Look at you moaning like a pathetic slut you are huh what did I told you about raising your voice at me hmm"he said while nuzzling my neck and biting at my soft spot so sensually.
