MasukMelissa’s POVI’d seen movies and read books about people being fucked while under restraint, but I never imagined that I was going to experience it. A loud gasp escaped my lips as Ross pushed his cock into my cunt. It was rock hard and I could feel it in my bones as he thrust deep into me. “Ross…” I whimpered. My pussy stretched repeatedly to accommodate him as he drove his full length into me. “Oh, my God.” He was buried to the hilt in my wetness and it was the most sensational thing ever. He waited for a few seconds, as if giving me time to adjust, then he started thrusting into me. I squeezed my eyes shut as a thick blanket of pleasure enveloped me. It mixed with the warm sensation traveling all over my body, leaving me moaning his name in ecstasy. Every thrust from him sent shivers down my back. Along with that, jolts of electricity ran up to my brain from my toes. I could hear him grunting as he thrust into me with his cock. Even as I couldn’t see it, I could tell how massiv
Melissa’s POV I nearly died of anticipation as Ross took me away from the living room. Not even a racehorse’s heart could have beat as fast as my own as he headed towards the dining room. He moved like someone in a trance. Or someone under the influence of something strong and primal. Too afraid to speak, I remained silent as I followed him. When we got to the dining area, he suddenly stopped walking. Before I could make sense of what was happening, he pushed me onto the table. “Stay there,” he growled. I obeyed, not because I wanted to, but because my body refused to move. I was paralyzed by something I couldn’t name. Yet I could feel it trapping me, keeping me stuck on the table like Ross demanded. Was that…desire? The only thing I was able to move were my eyes and they followed Ross as he left the dining room. A minute later, he returned with two similar lengths of rope in his hand. I barely had time to put my thoughts together before he pounced on me, binding both my hand
Melissa’s POVMy pulse thudded in my ears as I hurried to get dressed. Even after my numerous efforts to clear my mind, I couldn’t quite do away with the image of Darren doing the things I wanted him to do to me. Just the thought alone was enough to make desire coil in my stomach. If I was already getting wet just from thinking of him, only God knew how the situation between my legs would be by the time I got to his place. Pulling on my jacket, which was the only piece of clothing that remained, I headed towards the door of my bedroom. I didn’t bother stopping to check my reflection in the mirror. I was too eager to get fucked than to care about how I looked. My heart slammed in excitement as I closed the door of my room as softly as possible. Except for the sound of my own breathing, the house was enveloped in a pindrop silence. As I tiptoed down the corridor, I brought my hand up to my chest. Feeling my breasts through my clothes, I confirmed that they were indeed hard. They needed
Keira’s POV I didn’t need to see the person behind me to know that it was Gary. It could only be him. Out of reflex, my mouth fell open, ready to release a wall piercing scream. But the hand on my breasts flew up to my mouth, cutting off every sound. I felt his mouth behind my ear, his breath warm against my skin. “Shh,” he said softly. “We don’t need that, do we?” I kept trying to break free from his grip, but as soon as his fingers started caressing my clit, my will to resist rapidly diminished. Expelling the sigh of relief that bubbled inside me, I leaned into him and gave in to what he was doing with his fingers. He rubbed them back and forth across my clit while also nibbling at my ear. “Gary…” I breathed as tingles ran up and down my back. Just like my clit, my nipples were rock hard and they yearned for his touch. “Missed me, didn’t you?” he asked, rubbing my clit faster. “Tell me you didn’t miss my hands. Tell me you didn’t miss this.” I felt one of his hands swiftl
Keira’s POV “This can’t be real,” I said, still staring at Gary. I felt disappointed, not only at myself, but also at him. The room was starting to feel choked, leaving me with a crazed urge to run out and get some air. But my legs wouldn’t move, partly because they were still weak from my orgasm. But mostly because I was too struck with shame to move. Gary shook his head, his smile growing wider. “But it is real. Oh, how long I’ve waited for this. Damn, sis. You’re the best woman I’ve ever laid with. Now I wish I had you all those years ago.”“You’re sick,” I spat at him. “Maybe,” he said after a light chicken. “But it’s all because of you. Do you know how many nights I spent jerking off in my room to thoughts of being with you? You were like something delicious that I had never tasted, yet I couldn’t get enough of. I’m glad that I have now.”At that point, I could no longer hold back. I jerked to my feet and started gathering my clothes. Tears were already pooling in my eyes by t
Keira’s POV Fiery pleasure besieged me as the assassin continued thrusting into me. I moaned uncontrollably, digging my fingers into the back of the couch and gripping it tightly. His hands were all over my body as he rammed into me with rapid thrusts. I could feel his balls slapping against my thighs with each powerful thrust from him. My pussy stretched around his cock, luring him deeper and deeper every time he drove into me. He grunt with effort while he fucked me in the way I’d been craving all day. The media, the drama surrounding Atlas’ death… none of them mattered as his pleasant dick filled me up. It was just me, him, and the burning passion made us so hungry for each other. I shuddered with pleasure, closing my eyes and opening it repeatedly. All of a sudden, his hands were cupping my breasts. I whimpered as he rolled my nipples between his fingers, giving me much more pleasure than I was expecting. It was almost too much for me to bear. As the head of his cock continued s







