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88. THE WANTING HEAT
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DARK SEDUCTION{Erotica short stories} 101. THE WANTING HEAT
HOLLY’S POV I shut the bathroom door behind me, leaning heavily against it for a moment as I caught my breath. My legs barely carried me, shaky and sore, but I didn’t care. I needed the scalding heat of a shower more than anything right now. “No,” I said firmly, my voice sharp even though it wavered slightly. “I’m going to shower alone.” I didn’t wait for his reply. Instead, I turned the lock and stepped into the small space, my body tense, my chest tight. As soon as the water hit my skin, I let out a shaky exhale, the heat washing over me, soothing the ache in my muscles and flushing away the remnants of what had just happened. But I couldn’t wash away the memories, not of the couch, of him, of the way he made me feel. The moment replayed in my mind like a loop I couldn’t pause, couldn’t stop. My hands braced against the tiles, and I let my head hang. I hadn’t told him. I hadn’t told Zeke I was leaving. He wasn’t supposed to mean anything. That’s what I had told myself f
DARK SEDUCTION{Erotica short stories} 100. THE WANTING HEAT
HOLLY’S POV“Holly,” he groaned, the sound dripping with lust. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me come if you keep doing that.” I pulled back just enough to catch my breath, my lips slick and swollen as I looked up at him through teary, watery eyes. A string of saliva connected my lips to his cock, and I licked it away slowly, my gaze never leaving his. “Holly,” he rasped my name again, his hand tightening in my hair, his hips bucking forward as if he couldn’t stop himself. “You’re...fuck...you’re so fucking good at this.” I hummed softly around him, letting the vibration ripple through him. I knew what it would do. I knew it would draw another guttural moan from him, and I wasn’t disappointed. His head tipped back, his jaw clenching as a deep groan tore from his throat. Saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth, slicking his cock as I moved faster, my lips gliding over him in long, wet strokes. The obscene, wet gagging sounds I made only seemed to push him further, his hips moving
DARK SEDUCTION{Erotica short stories} 99. THE WANTING HEAT
HOLLY’S POV. The door to my bedroom slammed shut, the sound echoing through the room as Zeke’s lips crashed against mine. Our mouths moved together in a hasty kiss. I could barely breathe, his lips were rough, too rough, and fast, too fast, as if he needed to consume me completely, as if this was the last time we’d ever touch. My hands wrapped around his neck, holding steady for a moment, but not for long. Slowly, my fingers slipped down, trailing over the hard lines of his chest, feeling the way his body tensed beneath my touch. Lower, and lower, until they wrapped around his hardened cock through the fabric of his jeans. I felt his breath hitch against my lips, a low growl rumbling deep in his throat. I broke the kiss, slowly pulling back, my lips tingling from the intensity of it. My eyes stayed locked on his as I began to sink to my knees. My hands continued their journey, trailing down his chest, savouring the heat of his skin through the thin material of his shirt. Wh
DARK SEDUCTION{Erotica short stories} 98. THE WANTING HEAT
HOLLY’S POV.A rollercoaster of Zeke in just two days. I felt bad for Marjorie, but I couldn’t help it. I’d been bent, spanked, and fucked in every corner of the house. The balcony, the room, the kitchen, the living room, and, one night, even the garden. It felt like I’d found my own little heaven. My own place, my safe harbour. But deep down, I knew this was nothing more than a beautiful illusion, too beautiful. It scared me, but I wanted that heat, that fire, more than anything else. And yet, Paris lingered in the back of my mind, along with the reminder of my past mistakes with Zeke. Now, here I was, staring at him as I gripped the cone of my melted ice cream. “Cherry, wait until we get home, huh? You’re still drunk, darling,” he said, his voice low and steady as he shielded me from the prying eyes around the beach near his workplace, Stoned Ice Cream Room. “Drunk? You’re the one who gave me that drink,” I teased, leaning closer to him. A playful smile tugged at my lips
DARK SEDUCTION{Erotica short stories} 97. THE WANTING HEAT
HOLLY'S POV.I straightened my spine and forced a neutral expression onto my face as I turned my attention to my grandmother. Inside, a storm I refused to let out.“Morning,” I said, my voice steady but distant, devoid of warmth.Her eyes lit up, the corners crinkling with affection, her smile widening as if she hadn’t noticed the coldness in my tone. “Good morning, sweetheart! Look who I decided to help in the kitchen this morning!” I tensed as Zeke came into view, his broad frame leaning against the counter. His gaze locked onto mine, intense and unreadable. It was as though he was trying to decipher something, searching my face for a clue. His lips parted slightly like he wanted to speak, his brow furrowing in hesitation. I couldn’t let him. “Why are you here this morning?” I said quickly, cutting him off before he could get a word out. My words came out harsh, but I didn’t care. He straightened, his expression flickering from surprise to concern. “I came to check on the lig
DARK SEDUCTION{Erotica short stories} 96. THE WANTING HEAT
HOLLY'S POV.One moment, he was crawling to me, his eyes dark and predatory. And the next, I was scrambling away, trying to escape the relentless pleasure. “Zeke!” I gasped, my voice high and breathless. “Zeke!” I didn’t get far. His hand came down hard on my ass, the sharp sting making me yelp as he grabbed my hips and yanked me back to him. My knees slid against the sheets as he pinned me down, his big hand pressing firmly on my lower back, forcing my chest flat against the bed while my ass arched high for him. “When I have my cock inside you,” he growled, his voice low and rough, “you stay there. Is that clear, ma’am?” I whimpered, the heat of his hand branding my skin as he held me in place. My head turned over my shoulder, and I met his gaze. “Yes!” I gasped. “Oh god, yes! I can’t—I can’t—It’s so deep. I can feel you in my stomach!” He smirked, his hand sliding up my spine, his fingers curling around the back of my neck to hold me steady. “You’re taking it so well,
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