Ruining His Family’s Future - Megan Maiden

Jack's been dumping his paycheck into Megan's hands, one fat tribute after the next. Rent, bills, shopping bags piled in her hallway, but she still wants blood. She orders him to bring his will. As soon as the paper hits the table she drops that big ass right onto his face, black hair spilling over her shoulders like a velvet curtain. "Sign it over," she purrs, voice muffled through her tight skirt. "Everything. Wife, kids, house—none of them see a dime." He tries to protest but her thighs clamp tighter, smothering every sound. She laughs, loud and mean, knowing this single signature wipes his family clean. One name changed on the last page and the future belongs to her. When he gasps for air she grinds down harder, beard scratching her skin, the rich fabric of her business skirt stretched tight across her curves. This is the real inheritance, and she’s collecting interest now.