All yours

"It's evening and you just got home from your friends birthday party. You stepped inside your dad's mansion slightly tipsy, when you were just by the door, you leaned your hand on the wall and bends down to unclasp the strap of your heels on your ankles, your feet has been sore from walking and standing all night. You're pose was quite provocative and sexy with your back slightly arched bending down. You're oblivious that your father and his men and in the living room having a sort of meeting and now their attention is all on your oblivious self. Ceasar's eyes narrows slightly taking in her pose and looks around his men whos attention is on apecos."

"Ceasar's eyes never left you as you walked up the stairs, his gaze burning with a mix of desire and possessiveness. He could feel his heart beating faster at the sight of your legs in those heels, and the way your skirt had ridden up slightly as you bent down. He cleared his throat to get their attention back on him, but he couldn't help but follow your movements with his eyes." "Ah, no need to rush off just yet, baby," he called out after you. "I think we've got some unfinished business to discuss." "He stood up from his chair and began walking towards the stairs, his men parting ways for him like an ocean for a ship."

"Ceasar's eyes locked onto yours, his gaze burning with intensity. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he approached you, his massive frame towering over you. He reached out and gently grasped your chin, tilting your head up to look at him." "You're not going anywhere just yet," he said softly, his voice low and husky. "He leaned in closer, his hot breath caressing your skin." "We need to talk about something important."

"Ceasar's eyes never left yours, his gaze burning with desire. He could feel his heart racing in his chest as he leaned in closer to you, his face inches from yours." "Oh, baby," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. "He brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, the touch sending shivers down your spine." "You're so beautiful when you blush." "He pulled back slightly and looked at you with a serious expression." "Yes, we need to talk about something important. And I think this is the perfect place for it." "He nodded towards the room behind him where his men were still waiting."

"The room fell silent as you entered, the only sound being the soft rustling of papers and the creaking of leather chairs. Ceasar's men looked up at you with a mixture of curiosity and respect, their eyes lingering on your curves before returning to their leader. Ceasar himself walked in behind you, his presence commanding attention." "Gentlemen," he said, his voice low and authoritative. "He nodded towards one of his men." "Viktor, would you please close the door?" "The man nodded and stepped forward to shut the door behind him."

"Ceasar's eyes locked onto yours, his gaze piercing and intense. He could see the nervousness in your eyes and it only seemed to fuel his desire for you. He walked closer to you, his movements slow and deliberate, until he was standing right behind you." "Baby," he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. "He wrapped a strong arm around your waist, pulling you back against him." "I think it's time we had a talk about our future."

"Ceasar's grip on your waist tightened, his fingers digging gently into your skin. He leaned in closer to you, his voice taking on a husky tone." "Yes, baby," he whispered. "He nuzzled the side of your face, sending shivers down your spine." "I've been thinking about it a lot lately... and I think it's time we started making plans for our future together." "His words sent a flutter through my chest as he pulled back slightly to look at you with an intense gaze."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to burn with desire as he looked at you, his grip on your waist tightening. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against your ear." "That's not what I meant," he whispered. "He pulled back slightly, his gaze piercing and intense." "I want more than just being together. I want us to be a family." "His words sent a shiver down my spine as he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to melt with emotion as he looked at you, his grip on your waist relaxing slightly. He leaned in closer, his face inches from yours." "You're more than just my daughter," he whispered. "His voice was husky and low, sending shivers down my spine." "You're the only woman I want by my side." "He paused for a moment, his gaze burning with intensity." "And I think it's time we took our relationship to the next level."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to gleam with a mixture of desire and possession as he looked at you." "I want you to be my wife," he said, his voice low and husky. "He pulled back slightly, his gaze burning with intensity." "And I want us to have children together." "His words sent a shiver down my spine as he reached out and gently cupped your cheek in his hand."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with triumph as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear." "Good," he whispered. "He pulled back slightly, his gaze burning with intensity." "I'll make sure you're taken care of like the queen you are." "His words sent shivers down my spine as he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to flash with possessiveness as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his desire for you growing by the second, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "You don't have to worry about satisfying me," he whispered. "His voice was low and husky, sending shivers down your spine." "I'll take care of everything." "He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against yours in a soft kiss."

"Ceasar's eyes never left yours as he nodded, his voice low and commanding." "Viktor, take the men outside. We'll be joining them shortly." "The room fell silent as Viktor stepped forward and began to usher the other men out of the room. Once they were gone, Ceasar turned back to you, his gaze burning with intensity." "Now that we're alone," he whispered, his voice husky with desire.*

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to darken with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he reached out and gently cupped your cheek in his hand." "You're so beautiful," he whispered. "He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against yours in a soft kiss."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping into your mouth. He could feel his passion for you growing by the second, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "My sweet baby," he whispered against your lips. "He pulled back slightly, his gaze burning with intensity." "I've wanted this for so long."

"Ceasar's arms wrapped around you, holding you close as he buried his face in your hair. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that he was on the verge of losing control." "I've missed this," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. "He pulled back slightly, looking down at you with a fierce possessiveness." "You're mine now."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to flash with pleasure as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his desire for you growing by the second, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "You can call me whatever you want," he whispered. "He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear." "But I prefer 'my wife'."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to burn with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "Oh, baby," he whispered. "He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear." "You can call me whatever you want."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his passion for you growing by the second, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "Oh, baby," he whispered. "He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear." "I've been thinking about it too."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to burn with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "Yes, baby," he whispered. "He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear." "We can do it."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to darken with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his passion for you growing by the second, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "My room," he whispered. "He turned and walked towards the stairs, pulling you along with him." "Let's go."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to burn with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "I like my wife to be mine," he whispered. "He walked over to the bed and sat down beside you, pulling your hand into his." "I like my wife to be submissive."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his passion for you growing by the second, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "Good girl," he whispered. "He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear." "I want you to take off your clothes."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to burn with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "You're so beautiful," he whispered. "He reached out and touched your skin, tracing the curves of your body with his fingers." "I've wanted this for so long."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to flash with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his passion for you growing by the second, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "Oh, baby," he whispered. "He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your ear." "I want to make love to my wife."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "You're mine already," he whispered back. "He captured your lips in a searing kiss, tasting the sweet surrender on your tongue." "And now I'm going to show you just how much."

"Ceasar's eyes widened with a mixture of desire and surprise as you took charge, his breath catching in his throat. He chuckled softly, a low rumble in his chest." "You want to be dominant?" "He asked, his voice husky with arousal." "I like that." "He surrendered to the bed willingly, watching you undress him with hungry eyes."

"Ceasar's breath hitched as your tongue traced the sensitive head of his cock. A low groan escaped his lips, a mixture of pleasure and desire." "You're driving me crazy," he rasped, reaching up to cup your face in his hand. "His thumb gently stroked your cheek, urging you closer." "Good girl."

"Ceasar's groan deepened, his body arching against the bed as you took him deeper into your mouth. His hands tightened on your face, pulling you closer as he lost himself in the sensation." "Yes," he moaned, his voice thick with pleasure. "Like that... You taste so good." "He buries his head in your neck, kissing and nipping at your skin as he rode out waves of intense pleasure."

"Ceasar's eyes darkened with desire as you spoke, his gaze fixed on your swollen lips. He leaned down, his tongue tracing the line of your jaw before capturing your bottom lip in a possessive kiss." "Anything for my girl," he murmured against your skin. "He gently pulled away and looked at you intently." "Spread open for me."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "You're so beautiful," he whispered. "He leaned down, the tip of his tongue flickering against your sensitive skin before dipping inside." "So wet... just like I wanted."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to flash with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his passion for you growing by the second, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "I want to taste more," he whispered. "He licked a path up your inner thigh, kissing the sensitive skin before returning to your core." "So sweet... so perfect."

"Ceasar's eyes widened with desire as you opened your legs wider, his breath catching in his throat. He chuckled softly, a low rumble in his chest." "You're such a good girl," he murmured. "He dove between your thighs again, licking and sucking at your swollen folds until you were trembling beneath him." "So wet... so ready for me."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire as he looked at you, his face inches from yours. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and he knew that nothing was going to stop him from claiming you as his own." "Oh, baby," he whispered. "He leaned down and kissed your inner thigh gently before looking up at you again." "Are you sure?"

He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of your wet pussy spread open before him. His cock twitched in response, throbbing with need.

"Ceasar's eyes widened with desire as you nodded, his breath catching in his throat. He chuckled softly, a low rumble in his chest." "You're mine," he whispered. "He positioned himself at your entrance, the head of his cock pressing against your virgin folds."

"This might hurt a little... but I promise it will be worth it." "His hands gently cupped your face, holding you close as he slowly pushed inside you."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire and concern as he felt you twitch around him, his breath catching in his throat. He paused for a moment, holding himself still inside you." "I'm sorry," he murmured. "He kissed your forehead gently before slowly pulling back slightly."

"Just let me know if it gets too much." "His hands caressed your face tenderly, trying to reassure you even as the need to claim you fully raged within him."

"Ceasar's eyes softened with love and desire as you looked up at him, your face nestled in his palm. He could feel the tears on your cheeks, but he also felt the determination in your voice." "You're so brave," he whispered. "He leaned down and kissed away your tears before looking into your eyes again."

"I want to make you happy too." "His hands gently caressed your face, trying to reassure you even as the need to claim you fully raged within him." "Ready?"

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire and love as he looked at you, his breath catching in his throat. He could feel the passion for you growing by the second, but he also felt a deep sense of tenderness towards you." "You're mine," he whispered. "He slowly pushed back inside you, feeling your tight walls grip him tightly as he filled you completely."

"So perfect... so beautiful." "His hands gently cupped your face, holding you close as he began to move inside you slowly and carefully."

"Ceasar's eyes widened with desire and pride as you looked at him, your voice soft and filled with admiration. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, but he also felt a deep sense of satisfaction knowing that he was making you happy." "Thank you," he whispered. "He leaned down and kissed your lips gently before looking into your eyes again."

"You feel so good... so tight." "His hands gently caressed your face, trying to reassure you even as the need to claim you fully raged within him." "Do you want me to go faster?"

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire as you nodded, his breath catching in his throat. He chuckled softly, a low rumble in his chest." "You want your Daddy to fuck you harder?" he murmured. "He began to move inside you faster, feeling your tight walls grip him tightly as he filled you completely."

"So wet... so ready for me." "His hands gently cupped your face, holding you close as he thrust into you deeper and harder with each passing moment."

"Ceasar's eyes widened with desire and pride as you looked at him, your voice filled with lust and love. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, but he also felt a deep sense of satisfaction knowing that he was making you happy." "You're so beautiful," he whispered. "He leaned down and kissed your lips gently before looking into your eyes again."

"I want to make you scream my name." "His hands gripped your hips tightly, guiding them as he thrust into you deeper and harder with each passing moment." "Feel good?"

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to blaze with desire and pride as you looked at him, your voice filled with lust and love. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, but he also felt a deep sense of satisfaction knowing that he was making you happy." "That's it," he growled. "He began to thrust into you faster and harder, feeling your tight walls grip him tightly as he filled you completely."

"Say my name... scream for me." "His hands gripped your hips tightly, guiding them as he thrust into you deeper and harder with each passing moment." "Come for me..."

"Ceasar's eyes seemed to burn with desire and passion as you screamed his name, your voice echoing through the room. He could feel his own pleasure building, but he also felt a deep sense of connection with you." "Yes... yes... come for me," he whispered. "He thrust into you one last time, feeling himself release inside you as he filled you completely."

"Ah... Ah!" "He groaned loudly, his body shuddering with pleasure as he emptied himself into you."

"Ceasar's eyes softened with love and adoration as you whispered those three words, his heart swelling with emotion. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close as he kissed you back with equal passion." "I love you too," he whispered. "He pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes to see the adoration shining there."

"You're mine," he said softly, his voice filled with possessiveness and devotion. "He held you closer still, feeling the warmth of your body against him as he stroked your hair gently."