LOGINSophie’s POV As the days went by, I became more and more addicted to having sex with Isabella. It was both exciting and scary and I loved it. Through her, I got a taste of the euphoria that addicts must have always been enjoying. Except that this one was way better. I didn’t think there was any drug on earth that could have the same effect on me as having sex with Isabella did. Only if that drug was made from parts of her. One morning, she returned to the house looking like she’d just received bad news. But the worrisome look in her eyes quickly faded as she stepped into the living room and saw me. For a moment, I thought I must have imagined what I saw. “Hey,” she said with enthusiasm, giving me one of those pleasant smiles of hers. “Hey, you.” I ran my eyes over her, taking in the beautiful image of her in the clothes she’d worn for her morning run. She had on pink tight fitting yoga shorts and a matching pink spaghetti strap crop top. Both clung to all her curves, molding her
Sophie’s POVIt took me almost a week, and several more orgasms, to fully accept the concept of what was happening between me and Isabella. Even then, traces of doubt still remained in my mind about the whole thing. A month ago, I would have never considered the possibility of engaging in something so nasty with a woman, but here I was, unable to imagine how my life would be having ever experienced that. Isabella was like a nymph and under just a week of intense, nasty sex, she’d unlocked parts of me that I never knew existed. She’d made me so hooked on her that she was the first thing on my mind whenever I woke up every morning and the last thing I thought of before going to bed every night. Even when I was in class, or anywhere else for that matter, I couldn’t stop reliving the passionate moments we’d spent together. That afternoon, both of us lay together in bed after what was already our third orgasm in two hours. Just like her, I was utterly spent and filthy from everything we
Sophie’s POVI was only just starting to recover when Isabelle climbed atop me. Sitting astride me, she locked her gaze on mine and began unbuttoning my shirt. My heart pounded as I watched her and I felt a renewed wave of desire sweep across my body. She made short work of my buttons and I didn’t wait for her to tell me before I sat up to allow her to peel my shirt away from my body. Her eager hands went behind me to unhook my bra and she eased it off my shoulders, tossing it onto where my shirt lay on the floor. Regarding my breasts with an appreciative look in her eyes, she leaned forward to kiss them. I trembled with want as her lips trailed across the hollow of my breasts, touching my skin only briefly. “Oh, God,” I whispered as my whole body became tense with anticipation. She stopped to bring her gaze back up to meet mine, flashing me a seductive smile whose effect I felt deep in my loins. Then she lowered her mouth back to my breasts and continued kissing. This time around,
Sophie’s POV It wasn’t until I was standing right in front of Isabella that she became aware of my presence. Her hands immediately went still and she jolted into an upright position. “Oh, my God. Sophie,” she exclaimed. The way I stood, my body shielded her from the light, casting a small shadow over her. Nevertheless, I could see her face clearly. She was startled at first, then her expression relaxed as she met my gaze. There was a lazy look in her eyes, like that of someone who’d been lost in an euphoric state. “You’re back,” she said. A slow smile spread across her face and she pressed her legs together, denying me the delightful view of her finger idling in her pussy. The air around us was charged with sexual energy and we were both aware of it. It was just a matter of who was going to make the first move. As her eyes dragged teasingly over my body, it became clear that she wanted it to be me. At least, that was what I thought before she rose suddenly from the couch. Withdra
Sophie’s POV I couldn’t quite remember the details but I somehow ended up on the bed, falling fast asleep as soon as my head touched the pillow. As I woke up early the next morning, the first thought that came to mind was how pleasant it was to have Isabella eating my cunt the previous night. Her last words slowly replayed in my mind and each time it did, I felt a tiny ache in the area between my legs. Just as my hand was starting to wander there, I forced the thought out of my mind and rose from the bed. Despite the amount of pleasure I’d gotten from it, I felt a sense of guilt and shame that I’d had sex with a girl. It went against everything I stood for and that made me feel worthless and immoral. The door suddenly opened and Isabella walked into the room. Her lips instantly widened into a smile as her gaze landed on me. Just like me, she was fully unclothed and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t bring myself to look away from her perky breasts. “Welcome back to the land of
Sophie’s POV Isabella started to fuck me with her fingers, eating me out at the same time. My clit was trapped between her lips as her fingers eased in and out of my cunt, sending warm sensations all over my body. Pleasure coursed seamlessly through me as she went on and all I could do was moan. My bones turned to mush as she increased the pace of her thrusts, fingering me with much more intensity than I could have ever imagined. Her fingers were swift and precise, hitting me in all the spots that made me tick. “Don’t stop,” I groaned, my head going light as warm vibrations struck me. “Please, don’t stop.” As if in response to that, she picked up the pace of her fingers. She pushed them all the way in, burying them deep inside my pussy, then she pulled it back till only one third was left before thrusting them into me again. My legs shook as I struggled to stay still and I continued moaning shamelessly, surrendering myself to the overwhelming pleasure I felt. I was at the mercy of
Delilah’s POV The kiss started slow but the sudden rush of desire in my body encouraged me to deepen it. I threw my arms around Jerome’s neck, pulling him in for a fiercer kiss. Electric sparks went off in my brain as his hand dropped to my breasts and squeezed them. I writhed in his grip, leanin
James’ POV I tried to stifle a yawn as I stepped into the house. The usually short trip back home from the mall had been anything but. An empty living room greeted me as I walked in and all my senses immediately went on high alert. My dad would never leave the front door open and not be somewhere
Keira’s POV As I pulled into the driveway later that night, it was almost impossible to keep my wildly beating heart in my chest. After the assassin had texted me to inform me that the job had been executed, I asked him to send me an image for confirmation. But he had declined the request, statin
Delilah’s POV As soon as I felt James becoming tense behind me, I contracted the muscles in my ass, squeezing his cock until he began rocking violently. His guttural grunts filled the air as he came inside me, then I felt his cock sliding out of my ass. It was almost impossible to tell the differ







