ログインTEASER SCENE Her back hit the wall, legs wrapped around him as he slammed into her— deep and brutal, ripping a strangled moan from her lips. She clawed at his shoulders, but he pinned her wrists with one hand, the other gripping her throat, controlling every gasp. “Look at me,” he growled, fucking her harder, her pussy walls fluttered helplessly around him. “Now come while I’m still inside you,” he ordered. Her body obeyed instantly— shaking, gushing, and screaming. “Good little whore,” he growled, still fucking her through it, never slowing. “You’ll come again.” And she knew she would— whether she could handle it or not. **** This isn’t romance. It’s raw, reckless, pulse-pounding filth. A collection of forbidden encounters, from ruined vows, to messy secrets, and bodies that should never touch— but did anyway. Men who treated desire like a weapon. Brides who forget their vows on purpose— offering their necks instead of their hearts. Powerful men who don't ask… they take. Every story drags you to the edge, pushing your thighs apart, and makes you watch as pleasure destroys sanity— ONE BRUTAL ORGASM AT A TIME! No apologies. No morals. No happily-ever-afters. Just sex— wet, dirty, desperate, addictive. Are you ready to get fucked by fiction? 18+ ONLY | Extremely explicit content, taboo themes, possession, obsession & shameless pleasure. Read with a towel… or a partner.
もっと見る4 YEARS LATERI rushed around our apartment, my graduation robe half-tied around my waist, the fabric brushing against my bare skin underneath. It had been four years since that dinner, four years since we were formally together. Dimitri graduated early last year and now it was my turn. The ceremony was in three hours, but Dimitri paced the living room like a caged animal, checking his watch every few seconds. He was fully dressed in his sharp button-up shirt and slacks, looking every bit the anxious boyfriend he was."Amelia, come on, we need to leave now," Dimitri said, his Russian accent thick with frustration. He grabbed my cap from the couch and shoved it into my hands. "Traffic will be bad. We cannot be late."I laughed, tying the robe's belt loosely. "Dimitri, relax. We have three hours. Plenty of time. You're acting like the world's ending."He stopped pacing and ran a hand through his dark hair. "Your father is there. At the university. He expects us on time. I do not want to
Dinner felt more like an interrogation than a family meal. The table was set nicely and the food smelled good, but the air was tight.I sat between Dimitri and my father, which already felt like a bad idea. Dimitri’s posture was stiff, shoulders squared, back straight, like he was bracing for impact. He had changed into one of the few clean shirts he owned, dark and plain, and he kept adjusting the sleeves like they were suddenly too tight.My father noticed everything. He always did.“So,” my dad said calmly, cutting into his steak. “Let us stop pretending this is a social visit.”I sighed. “Dad.”Dimitri swallowed and nodded. “Yes, sir.”My father set his cutlery down and looked directly at him. “I am accepting my daughter’s decision.”I felt Dimitri’s knee twitch against mine under the table.“That does not mean,” my father continued, voice steady, “that you have free rein with her life.”Dimitri straightened even more, if that was possible. “I understand.”My dad turned his gaze t
The trailer felt too small now.Not warm and intimate like before—tight. Like one wrong word would make it explode.My father stood just inside the doorway, his broad shoulders filling the frame. His eyes swept the space with open disgust. They took in the messy kitchen counter, the rumpled blanket on the couch. Then they landed on Dimitri, standing barefoot a few steps away, wearing only sweatpants. Dimitri was calm, but his posture was coiled, like a man ready to take a hit without flinching.I moved instinctively, stepping closer to Dimitri.I didn’t even realize I’d done it until my father’s gaze snapped to the small gap I had closed between us.“So it’s true,” my father said. His voice was low. Too low for his usual stern but loud persona. “You’re really here. With him.”“Dad—” I started.“Don’t.” His hand came up, palm out. “Don’t explain. I don’t want excuses. I want you outside. Right now.”Dimitri shifted slightly. Not blocking me. Not touching me. Just… There is steady and s
His kiss deepened, his tongue sliding into my mouth, tasting me with a hunger that made my stomach flip. I pressed my body against him, feeling the hard, unyielding line of his torso and legs through the soft cotton of his shirt. The kitchen in his trailer felt smaller and warmer than it had just moments before, the air close and thick with our shared breath and the faint, lingering smell of coffee from earlier.Dimitri pulled back just enough to look at me, his dark eyes intense and focused solely on my face. "Amelia," he said, his voice low and rough, the sound of it vibrating through me. "You make me want things I should not."I swallowed, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs. "What things?" I asked, my own voice barely a whisper.He did not answer with words. Instead, his strong hands gripped my hips, lifting me effortlessly onto the laminated kitchen counter. The cool surface hit the bare skin of my ass through my jeans, a brief shock that was instantly chased away
I cried the whole night and the following morning.Not loud crying. Just the kind where the tears kept coming on their own, even when I tried to blink them away. I kept wiping my eyes as fast as I could, hoping no one walking past the hallway would see, but Natalia and Lizzie noticed the moment I s
I stayed frozen for a moment after the maid left, trying to understand what Dimitri meant when he said he shouldn’t have done this. My body still felt heavy, like my bones had turned to warm jelly, but my mind was racing. I pushed myself up slowly, holding onto the blanket for balance.He didn’t he
He nodded, his gaze dark and hungry. “Very pretty.”Before I could respond, he leaned down, his tongue tracing the edge of my bra. He licked across the top of one breast, then the other, wet and warm. I gasped, my back arching as he pulled the cup down slightly, exposing my nipple. His mouth closed


















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