登入Arc 32: Use MeI wake up because he's already inside me.Not all the way. Just the tip, pressed at my entrance, his hand on my hip and his mouth at the back of my neck and he's been working up to this slowly, I realize, waking from sleep into the specific awareness of his body behind mine and his cock nudging at me and the warmth of him surrounding me completely.I push back.He pushes forward.The sound we both make in the quiet morning bedroom is low and simultaneous and entirely mutual, his arm wrapping around my waist and he pulls me back against him and he sinks inside me fully and holds there."Morning baby girl," he says against my hair."Morning Daddy," I breathe.His hips roll.I grab his thigh.He rolls them again, slow and deep, and I push back into every movement and his arm tightens around my waist and his mouth works on the back of my neck, the specific place that makes me shiver, and we move together slow and unhurried in the morning light coming through his curtains."
He pulls me off the bed by my hand.I follow him into the bathroom and the shower is large and glass-walled and he turns the water on hot, pulls me under with him. The steam rises immediately and the hot water hits my skin as his hands find my waist and pull me back against his chest.His cock is hardening again against my lower back.Already.I reach behind me and wrap my hand around him and stroke and he hisses against my ear, his hands tightening on my waist."Mira," he says."Mm." I stroke again. Slow. Feeling him thicken in my grip."You're going to start something," he says."Good," I reply. His hands slide from my waist to my breasts and he cups them in both palms and squeezes. I lean back against his chest and tip my head back and let the hot water run over both of us while he works my breasts with his hands. His thumbs find my nipples and roll them and I arch into his grip and the steam and the heat and his hands make everything feel heightened and warm and slightly unreal.
I turn over on his bed.Face down, arms above my head, and I feel him behind me, feel the warmth of him even before he touches me. And then his hands find my hips and pull them up and I arch my back, spread my knees and present myself to him completely.He looks at me.I feel him looking. The specific weight of his gaze on my body, taking his time, and the anticipation of what comes next makes me clench around nothing.His hand comes down on my ass.The slap is sharp and clean and the sting blooms outward from the point of contact and I cry out into the mattress and my hips push back involuntarily."You came to my door," he says, "with nothing on."His hand comes down again."At eleven at night."Again."Like my sweet little slut.""I am," I gasp into the mattress. "I'm your sweet little slut, Daddy...""Yeah you are." He rubs his palm over the sting, warm and deliberate, and I push back against his hand and whimper. "My perfect little cupcake. Coming when Daddy calls." Another slap,
Arc 32: Use MeHis text comes at ten forty-seven PM.Two words."Come over."I'm standing in my kitchen in just a t-shirt and underwear and I read it and feel it between my thighs before my brain has even processed the letters properly. I set the phone down on the counter. Pick it up. Read it again. Set it down.Then I go get my coat.The long black one, the one that buttons all the way up and belts at the waist and hits mid-thigh. I take off the t-shirt and the underwear. I put on the coat and belt it and look at myself in the hallway mirror for three seconds and then I pick up my keys.Nothing else.Just the coat and my keys and the specific knowledge of what's waiting on the other side of his door.He opens it before I've finished pressing the bell.Sweatpants, no shirt, hair slightly pushed back like he's been running his hands through it. He looks at my face first, then drops his eyes to the coat belted at my waist, then my bare legs below the hem, then slowly back up to my face.
Sunday arrives soft through the curtains.He's already awake.I feel it the way I felt it yesterday, that specific shift from sleeping to present, and I wait, eyes closed, wondering what he'll do with it.His mouth finds my shoulder.My spine.The small of my back.He takes longer than yesterday, more thorough, his lips mapping every inch of my back from my shoulders to the base of my spine and back up again while his hands run slow warm trails up my sides and I lie completely still and let him and feel every single thing.He turns me over.He looks at me in the morning light.My hair across his pillow and his sheets around my waist, his marks on my skin from last night and he looks at all of it with an expression I feel in my chest like a closed fist.He lowers his head to my breast.His mouth closes over my nipple and pulls in slow and I slide my fingers into his hair and arch up. He takes his time there, both breasts, long warm minutes of his mouth and his hands until I'm rolling m
Something warm and insistent wakes me.His hands on my hips.His mouth on my spine, pressing slow deliberate kisses down each vertebra while his hands grip me from behind and pull me back against him and I feel him hard, thick and hot, pressed against the small of my back.I am immediately, completely awake.I push back against him and he grips my hips harder and his mouth opens against my shoulder blade, his tongue dragging across the skin there, and I reach back and find him. I stroke once and the sound he makes against my shoulder goes straight between my thighs.He guides me.His hands on my hips, lifting me, positioning me over him, and I reach between us and take him in my hand, lowering myself down on him slowly, facing away, reverse, and the angle is immediately, devastatingly different.Deeper.Fuller.He fills me from below while I sink down. My hands find his thighs behind me and I grip as he also grips my hips and we hold there, both breathing, adjusting to the specific ov
Arc 19: The Neighbour's WifeThe knock comes at nine PM.I'm in just sweatpants, beer in hand, game on mute, completely unprepared for what's on the other side of my door when I open it.Camille.From 4B.Married to the guy who travels every other week for work, which means she's alone right now, w
Three minutes.He takes exactly three minutes and then his hands start moving on my back again and I lift my head from his shoulder and look at him and his eyes are dark and patient and done waiting.I slide off his lap.He comes down onto the floor with me and pushes me onto my back on the cool ti
He pours some oil on his cock, strokes his cock with his oily palm, while rubbing his tip on my ass cheeks.He taps my ass cheeks with his cock and groans with pleasure. Then he pushes inside me slow.One hand braced on the locker beside my head, the other gripping my hip, and the sound he makes a
Arc 18: ClaimThe locker room is empty.Or I thought it was.I'm two seconds out of the shower, towel around my waist, water still dripping off my jaw, when the door swings open and Ren walks in and stops when he sees me and the air in the room does something immediate and specific and neither of u







