LOGINKate's POV I was just starting to drift off when the door clicked open again. Liam hadn't left. He stood there with a wicked grin, holding the pizza box. "I forgot the toppings," he joked, his voice dropping into that low, gravelly tone that made my pussy ache all over again.He didn't ask. He walked over to the bed, grabbed my ankles, and pulled me to the edge. He opened the box and took out a large, warm slice. I watched, breathless, as he hovered it over my body. He let the warm, melted cheese and oil drip slowly onto my skin. It trailed down from my breasts, over my stomach, and pooled in the dip of my belly button."You look delicious, Kate," he whispered.He leaned down and started to eat the toppings right off my skin. His tongue was hot and rough, licking away the salty oil and the spicy heat of the pepperoni. He moved lower, his mouth following the trail of grease down to my inner thighs. The mix of the warm food and his wet mouth was driving me crazy. He was using his tongu
Kate's POVThe sun was just starting to peek. It was still morning, I felt so warm, lazy and incredibly needy, as I rolled round my bed, covering myself with the sheets sidling against my skin, and let my hand wander down. I wasn't wearing anything, and the cool morning air made my nipples go hard.I slipped my fingers between my legs and found that I was already wet. It was a slow, pulsing ache that started deep in my stomach. I began to rub myself, my eyes closing as I pictured a pair of strong hands on my hips. I moved my fingers in a slow circle, pressing down on my clit, feeling the heat build up. I was moaning into my pillow, my hips arching off the mattress as the feeling got more and more intense. I was so close, my pussy twitching around my fingers, when the doorbell rang.Ding-dong.I froze. "Are you kidding me?" I whispered to the empty room. Then I remembered. I had ordered a giant breakfast pizza an hour ago when I couldn't sleep, thinking I’d be hungry. I forgot all about
Maya's POV He stood between my legs. His pants were open, and his dick was out. It was long, thick, and very hard. I looked at it and felt my pussy get even wetter. I was dripping. I reached down and touched him. He was so hot, like he was burning with a fever. He let out a low groan and closed his eyes for a second."Maya," he whispered. "You have no idea what you are doing to me."He didn't wait any longer. He grabbed my knees and pushed my legs back toward my chest. This opened me up completely. He put the head of his dick against my wet pussy and pushed. It was a slow, heavy push. I felt my tight walls stretch and pull. He was so big that it felt like he was filling my whole body. I let out a long, shaky moan. It felt so good to finally have him inside. He pushed deeper until his pelvic bone hit mine. I was completely full. My pussy was hugging him tight, squeezing him because he was so large.He began to move. It was raw. He wasn't being gentle. He was slamming into me. The sou
Maya's POV He was standing by the chalkboard, wiping away the remnants of the lecture. His back was to me, his shoulders broad under his white dress shirt. The fabric stretched tight as he moved, and I watched the way the muscles in his back flexed. I’d spent the last hour staring at him, not hearing a word about literature, only imagining how those hands would feel on my skin."Maya," he said, without turning around. "If you stay any longer, they’re going to lock the building with you inside."His voice was like dark chocolate, smooth, bitter, and addictive. I stood up, my legs feeling a little heavy. I didn't go toward the door. I walked toward him."Maybe I don't mind being locked in," I said. My voice was bolder than I felt.Elias finally turned. He dropped the eraser on the ledge, a small cloud of white dust settling around his polished shoes. He looked at me, his dark eyes scanning my face before dropping down to my throat, then my chest, then back up. He didn't have his teache
Charlotte point of view Fucked him and he tasted good “Ava, I kid you not, that dude is psychotic.” She rolled her eyes at me, trying to avoid my statement while sipping a glass of wine to obviously chill her mind.“He manipulates me; he has a way of keeping me between his fingers, and I’m falling for it.” I paused for a while, staring at the table blankly.“I swear I don’t even know how it happened,” I said silently, while Ava forced her laughter throughout.“You obviously do; you know exactly how it happened.” She smiled gently, dropping her drink on the table. “See, you like him. I mean you really do. I see it on your face each time that”“I like the way he makes me feel, not him. And that feeling is not enough to dive into a relationship,” I answered her, saying exactly what she would love to hear.She chuckled gently. “No one goes into something just because they love. You can as well just fuck him and forget him; it’s that easy.”Her phone rang immediately after, and she jolte
Charlotte point of view Do I give two fucks ?? “I’m done with you, Charlotte. You fuck like a toad.” That was the first message I woke up to see from my boyfriend, Sean.At first, I thought I was hallucinating. I mean, we all hallucinate when we wake up, right? Not until I took a shower and still saw the message hanging right there on my phone. Tears drizzled down my face, and I couldn't stop crying as I put on my shirt. Really, that was his reason for a breakup, after everything?I couldn't hold myself together, so I decided to drive to my workplace and drown myself in therapy sessions with patients who had been diagnosed.I stepped into the office and my gaze met that of Adrian Blackwood. “I guess my day couldn't get any worse,” I mumbled under my breath. I dropped my bag on the couch before walking toward my chair.“Good morning, beautiful. I got this for you.” I stared at the paper bag on the table.“It's prohibited for a therapist to accept a gift according to work ethics,” I







