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~Six months prior~
ââ¦therefore, in laymanâs terms, unless you are married by July 18th, and within five years produce an heir, your portion of your grandfatherâs estate and shares will be divided equally between your three siblings. You will inherit nothing.
If you marry but do not produce an heir, your shares will be divided among your siblings.
If you do not wed by said date, you may if you should so choose to, keep your position with your grandfatherâs company and draw a salary. You will also be entitled the corporate benefits program. Do you have any questions?...â
I knew by the word marriage, that it meant in the conventional way, with the usual I do between a man and a woman in a church with all the bells and whistles. I wanted to say no, I should have said no, but like the fool I am I said yes.
And now Iâm trying to explain to everyone, why it is that Iâm breaking Rebeccaâs heart and Iâve been living a lie all my life.
Iâm still waiting for that bolt of lightning to strike me dead.
**Warning: M/M Romance, containing explicit language and sexual contentment recommended for readers 18+**.
Harley was shoving my face into the mattress, and had it been any other man I would have struggled from his hold and thumped the lord living shit out of him, but I was in ecstasy as he pounded relentlessly into me. My hands were tied at my back, my ass high in the air and the sound of our pleasure was ringing throughout the entire apartment. We had been at it for near two hours and true to his word, Harley had not allowed me the pleasure of an orgasm. My balls were aching for release as Harleyâs balls clapped against them. I begged, I pleaded and I even threatened to do strange thing to him while he slept, because sooner or later he would sleep, yet he showed me no mercy. And I was relishing every second, with a misbehaved smirk on his face
âLet me tell you a secret,â I whispered. âItâs the submissive who is really in charge. I control the pleasure but you have the power to stop it at any point.â
âAre you some kind of dom?â I let him stew in his awkward thoughts for a good thirty seconds, expressionless.
âNah, Iâm just fucking with you,â I laughed to put him at ease, then gazed seriously into his eyes. âI like being in charge, I get off watching you get off. I wonât spank you for not doing as youâre told and Iâm not into whips and chains or anything masochistic.
The odd playful sting from my hand and restraints can be fun, if used properly. Okay, so Iâll admit I like a little bit of kink.â