LOGINTINASHE He grabbed my hips in response, his nails digging harder into my flesh and he started fucking me. Hard. Fast. His thrusts became erratic and wild, losing all rhythm as he chased his own release while pushing me toward mine. The bed rocked beneath us, slamming against the wall with each powerful drive of his hips. I leaned down and watched as his cock slid in and out of my pussy, the sight pushing me even further to the edge. I couldn't look away from his cock disappearing inside me, glistening with my arousal, only to reappear slick and shining before he slammed back in. His thrusts grew more brutal than the last, hitting something deep inside me that made me scream over and over until my throat burned raw and my voice started to give out. "Yes, yes, just like that," I moaned, the words tumbling out of me without thought. "Right there. Hmmmm, don't stop. Please." He went on, fucking me hard and relentless, his cock shifting things deep inside me, rearranging me to fit
TINASHE His cock slid out easily from between my breasts, leaving me empty and aching. Before I could protest, he reached out and grabbed my arm in a firm grip. He pulled me up and flipped me with great urgency, turning me to lay on my back on the bed. He spread my thighs wide with rough hands, pushing them apart until I was open and exposed to him. He hovered above me, his body casting a shadow over mine, his cock still hard and wet, pointing toward me like a weapon. Then he went lower, settling between my legs, and spread me even wider. My pussy lips parted open for him, glistening and swollen, begging for his attention. He leaned down and licked. I let out a moan that sounded more like a scream, my body writhing beneath him as his tongue made contact with the sensitive flesh. The sensation was electrifying, sending sparks shooting up my spine. He licked slowly, dragging his tongue from my entrance all the way up to my clit in one long, torturous stroke. I let out another moan,
TINASHE Then suddenly, he pulled out of my mouth, leaving me gasping and empty. My lips felt swollen and used, and I could still taste him on my tongue—salty, male and intoxicating. I looked up at him, confused and needy, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. His cock stood upright, slick with my saliva, throbbing visibly with his pulse. "Take off your clothes," he ordered, his voice rough and commanding. "I want to see all of you. Now." I scrambled to my feet immediately, my legs shaky but my hands eager. Eager to please. Eager to obey his command. My fingers quickly found the hem of my crop top, and I pulled it over my head in one quick motion. My boobs spilled out instantly, bouncing free with the movement. I hadn't been wearing a bra—hadn't seen the point when I knew exactly where every night always headed. My nipples were already hard as pebbles, tight and aching and begging for his attention. They craved his mouth, his fingers, any single thing he wanted to giv
TINASHE I smirked at that, feeling a rush of power and anticipation coursing through my veins. I reached down and entwined my fingers with his, gripping tight. Without another word, I led him toward the back of the club, weaving through the crowd with single-minded purpose. The music thumped around us, bass vibrating through the floor and up through my heels, but all my focus was on getting him alone, getting him inside me. We reached the private section, and I nodded at the bouncer standing guard there. He was a regular, knew me well enough to know what I wanted. He nodded back immediately, no questions asked, and opened the door that revealed a hallway stretching beyond. The corridor was dim, illuminated by dull, flickering neon lights that cast shadows on the walls. The hall was lined with several doors on each side. VIP rooms for exclusive members that seeked private pleasures. Some of the doors stood open, revealing glimpses of writhing bodies and tangled limbs. Some were
TINASHE I loved my job. Yeah, it was the exact kind of career most people would criticize or look down on. People were hypocrites like that. Call girl, hooker, escort, slut—those were the names they loved throwing around at women like me. There were plenty of men who did this exact same job for a living, but somehow, it was always the women who got shamed for choosing this profession. I had learned to stop giving a single fuck a long time ago. At the end of the day, I loved the money. No disrespect to anyone grinding out there, but no nine-to-fiver in the world could make what I pulled in during a single day just by providing a few hours of intense pleasure. And of course, I loved the sex too. I was a total pro at what I did. Men told me all the time, usually while they were trembling beneath me and trying as hard as they could to stall their release just so it seemed like they had the stamina that matched my freak. ~~~ I saw him before he even noticed me. A Caucasian m
JOANNE That single plea was all Martin needed to hear. Without another second of hesitation, he thrust forward in one hard, deep motion, driving his entire length straight into my wet core until he was buried to the hilt. A sharp, piercing cry tore from my throat. My fingers scrabbled frantically against the smooth stone wall, looking for anything to hold onto. I found none. Deep inside, my walls clenched around his shaft, hot and slick with all the pent-up arousal that had been building inside me for minutes. All the waiting, all the burning for something that only a real, dominant man like him could give me had finally exploded into reality. "Fuck," Martin growled behind me, his chest pressing firm against my back. "You feel so fucking good, Joanne." I let out a weak whimper in response, my lips parting wide as my breath came out in short, sharp gasps. He didn't give me a single second to adjust to his size. Martin immediately set a punishing, unrelenting rhythm that slam
MELANIE Shoving me roughly down onto my knees, Lucas smirked down at me, lifting his dark, perfectly arched brows as he towered over my trembling form. The hardwood floor bit unapologetically into my bare knees, but I barely even felt it. My entire focus was completely locked on what was happ
MELANIE Liam’s hand came up to lightly stroke the bottom of my soft lips, his thick thumb tracing the curve of my mouth with a heavy pressure that made my entire jaw tremble. He leaned down, his face closing the final distance, and kissed me.God, it was everything I had ever imagined during those
MELANIELucas stood up from the couch in one smooth, predatory motion and began walking over to me, his intense hazel eyes completely fixed on mine. The sheer size of him seemed to grow with every step he took toward the love seat, his heavy, combat-booted feet clicking against the hardwood floor
MELANIE Coming down the stairs, my heart pounded so wildly in my chest I genuinely felt like the organ was going to burst right through my ribs. The house was dead quiet except for the low, rumbling murmur coming from the living room. I heard their voices even before I reached the bottom step. I







