Se connecterThis was great!!!😊 I hope I get more inspirations like this. 😭🥹🥹🥹 Dear readers, please, 🙏🏻 support the book with your beautiful 😻 gems. It will be much appreciated by me. Thank you!☺️ NEEEEXXXXTTTTT!!! What should I write next?🤨 I have a stepbrother story but it’s a slow burn. I want to complete before dropping the chapters. (Read when you’re behind closed doors.🚪) Pansey. Becca. Tunmise. Arry. And some others, I’ll check later. Thanks for the gems and comments.⚠️‼️
I exploded. My cock pulsed in his hand, shooting thick ropes across his desk. My hole clenched around him so tight he groaned. He fucked me through every wave, never slowing down.When I finally stopped shaking, he pulled out. I whimpered at the emptiness.He turned me around, lifted me like I weighed nothing, and carried me to the couch. He sat down and pulled me onto his lap, facing him. My legs straddled his thick thighs.“Ride me,” he said. “Show me how bad you want that A.”I reached between us, lined him up, and sank down in one smooth motion. He filled me again, even deeper in this position. I started moving immediately—rolling my hips, bouncing, and taking every inch.His hands gripped my ass, spreading me wider. “That’s it. Use my cock. Earn it.”I rode him harder. Faster. My cock slapped against his stomach with every bounce. I leaned forward and kissed him roughly, biting his lip.“Deeper,” I demanded against his mouth. “Fuck me deeper. I want to feel you in my guts.”He t
I knew I was failing History 301. The grades on my phone didn’t lie. A fucking D. One more bad paper and I was done for the semester. But I wasn’t going down without a fight.I waited until the building was almost empty. Eight o’clock at night. The hallway outside Dr. Kane’s office was quiet. I knocked once and pushed the door open without waiting.He sat behind his big wooden desk, his silver hair perfectly combed, sleeves rolled up over thick forearms. Dr. Elias Kane looked like he belonged in a movie—He is tall, has a broad chest, and a sharp jaw. Forty-two years old and built like a man who still lifted heavy weights. His raised his eyes from the papers in front of him and locked them on me.“Mr. Vale,” he said, his voice calm. “You’re here about your grade.”I closed the door behind me. My heart was already pounding. “Yes, sir. I need to pass this class.”He leaned back in his chair. The way his shirt stretched across his chest made my mouth dry. I couldn’t stop staring at the t
RHYDIAN’s POVJax's whisper hung in the air like smoke, thick and tempting. His eyes were still glazed from his orgasm, cum streaking his chest like war paint, but that cocky grin was already creeping back. My cock was softening inside him, but the way he clenched around me—deliberate and teasing—made it twitch back to life.I pulled out slowly. A thick trail of my cum leaked from his hole, dripping down his ass onto the motel sheets. He didn't flinch. Instead, he reached down, scooped some up with his fingers, and sucked them clean, moaning like it was the best thing he had tasted all day."Fuck yeah," he said, his voice rough from all the moaning. "But this time, I want you to watch me work for it."He rolled off the bed, still naked and glistening, and rummaged through his backpack. I propped myself up on my elbows, cock already hardening again as I watched his ass flex with every move. He pulled out a small bottle of lube—clearly not his first rodeo on the road—and a condom, b
RHYDIAN’s POVThe rain was coming down hard, hitting the windshield like bullets. I had been driving for six hours straight, eyes burning, back aching, just wanting to get home. The highway was almost empty. Headlights cut through the water, and then I saw him.A guy standing on the side of the road, soaked to the bone, thumb out. Black t-shirt clinging to his chest, jeans dark with rain, hair plastered to his forehead. He looked tough, a little dangerous, but something made me slow down.I pulled over. The passenger door opened and he climbed in fast, bringing the smell of rain and wet skin with him.“Fuck, thanks man,” he said, shaking water from his hair. “I thought I was gonna drown out there.”His voice was deep and rough. I glanced at him as I pulled back onto the road. He was older than me, maybe early thirties, with strong arms and a wide chest that the wet shirt showed off perfectly. Water ran down his neck and disappeared under the collar.“No problem,” I said. “Where are yo
I cursed under my breath as I jogged back to campus. Midnight had come and gone. The humanities building loomed dark and empty. I had left my laptop in the lecture hall. Stupid mistake. The thesis files were on it. I needed them for tomorrow.The side door was unlocked. I slipped inside. The halls were black. Only the exit signs glowed red. My footsteps echoed. I pushed open the door to the big lecture hall.It was pitch dark. No lights on. I pulled out my phone and turned on the flashlight. The beam swept across the rows of desks. Empty. My spot in the front row looked the same. Laptop gone? No. There it was. On the desk.A soft sound stopped me. Breathing. Heavy and quick. From the front of the room.I swung the light. My heart jumped.Rafe sat in my usual seat. His eyes were closed. Head back. One hand held my forgotten hoodie to his nose. The other was between his legs. Stroking his cock. Slow and firm.His pants were open. Cock out. Thick and hard. Veins bulging. The head shiny
The next night I stayed late again. Not because my thesis needed it. I could have finished at home. But I kept thinking about Rafe. The way he moved in the empty hall. The quiet nod he gave me. That rag in my bag still smelled like him when I pulled it out that morning.I set up in the same spot. Front row center with my laptop open, but my eyes kept checking the clock. Around eleven, I heard the wheels squeak down the hall. The door opened. There he was, pushing the bucket, same uniform, same steady focus.He saw me and paused for a second. Then he nodded and started at the back like before.I waited until he got closer. When he reached the row behind me, I turned in my chair. “Hey, Rafe. Long night again?”He looked up, mop in hand. His eyes were dark brown, almost black in the low light. “Always is. You pulling another all-nighter?”I smiled. “Yeah. Thesis is killing me. What about you? Do you ever get days off?”He leaned on the mop handle. “Weekends mostly. But I pick up extra
ANDRADE’s POV I gently slid the vibration butt plug in my hole after applying some lube.“Here goes nothing,” I muttered, pressing a thumb over the small remote in my hand with closed eyes. It started to vibrate inside me, making me whimper. I took a kneeling position, my hands curling into fists
MAXWELL’s POV Rishabh pressed his lips against mine, sucking the shit out of my lips and I found myself kissing back. It was too tempting to resist, and I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol’s effect or my own desire but my insides were heating up. Rishabh’s hand around my neck tightened and my ha
ANDRADE’s POV Living feels amazing when you don't have to be in school the next day. And all you have to do is relax, eat good food, party at a club and play games with your roommate. Speaking of my roommate, I've got the most attractive guy living with me. And what's even more surprising is how u
MAXWELL’s POVThe boardroom’s silence was heavier than usual. So heavy it pressed against my chest. I adjusted my tie for the fourth time, keeping my head lowered, trying to avoid the judgy glances being thrown across the long mahogany table.The PR team sat on one end, whispering among themselves,







