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Fucking The Professor 03
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Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) My Stepbrother Likes My Pussy 04
Marcus's POV Sunlight sliced through the half-closed blinds like it had a personal vendetta.I woke up hard, aching, with Elena’s naked back pressed against my chest and her ass nestled perfectly against my cock like it belonged there.Well, it did.Last night replayed in fragments—her moans, the way she begged, the taste of her on my tongue, the way she clenched around me when she came, the way her hips jerked up.I buried my face in her hair and inhaled. She stirred, and made a soft sleepy sound that went straight to my dick.My arm tightened around her waist instinctively. One hand slid up to cup her breast, my thumb brushing lazily over her nipple. It hardened instantly.“Mmm…” She arched back into me, half-asleep.I pressed a kiss to the nape of her neck. “Morning, princess.”She froze for half a second—like reality was just crashing back in. Then she turned her head just enough that I could see the corner of her mouth curve.“Morning,” she whispered, voice
Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) My Stepbrother Likes My Pussy 03
Elana's POV I was shaking. Not from cold, but from the way Marcus was looking at me, like I was something he’d finally decided to devour after months of restraint.My wrists were still pinned above my head in one of his big hands, the other braced beside my face, caging me against the mattress. His weight pressed me down just enough that I could feel every hard inch of him through his jeans, grinding slow, deliberate circles against my bare, still-throbbing core.I was soaked, dripping, embarrassingly wet. And he knew it.“So bad I’m begging,” I’d just whispered, and the way his eyes darkened at the words made my stomach flip.He didn’t kiss me again, instead he released my wrists and sat back on his heels between my spread thighs, staring down at me like he was memorizing every inch.My tank top was rucked up under my breasts, shorts and panties long gone, legs still trembling from the orgasm he’d ripped out of me with his mouth and fingers. I felt exposed, raw, and so turned on I c
Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) My Stepbrother Likes My Pussy 02
Marcus’s POV Fuck. This was a mistake.I knew it the second my lips crashed against hers. But knowing something is wrong has never stopped me before.Elena kissed me back like she’d been starving for it—hungry, desperate, and no hesitation. Her fingers curled into the front of my shirt, yanking me down harder, like she was afraid I’d pull away. As if I could. As if the world hadn’t just narrowed to the wet slide of her tongue against mine, the soft whimper she let out when I bit her bottom lip, the way her thighs parted instinctively when I settled my weight between them.I groaned into her mouth, low and rough, my control fraying thread by thread.She tasted better than I’d imagined. Mint toothpaste and the faintest trace of the cherry lip balm she always wore. My hand slid up from her hip, under the hem of that pathetic little tank top, fingers splaying across the warm, soft skin of her stomach. She sucked in a sharp breath, arching up into my touch like she couldn’t help herself.
Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) My Stepbrother Likes My Pussy 01
Elena's POV I let out a heavy sigh and rolled my eyes so hard I thought they might stay that way. Marcus's voice was still echoing in my head like an annoying alarm I couldn't shut off. "You're not going to the after-party like that, Elena." His words had been firm, his tone bossy, and the worst part? I had actually listened.I didn't argue, didn't roll my eyes in front of him, didn't even mutter something under my breath like I usually would. I just nodded like some obedient little schoolgirl. Ugh. The memory made my skin crawl.But I didn't have much of a choice. Ever since my dad married Marcus's mom, everything changed. My dad and his new wife had flown off for their honeymoon—or "business trip" as they called it, like I didn't know what that meant—and I got stuck here, with him.Marcus Romano.The guy who was now apparently in charge of me until they got back. Just great.He was only a few years older than me, but he acted like he was thirty and
Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) My Bestfriend's Older Brother 04
The days after that first night with Mason turned into this addictive, filthy rhythm that consumed me completely.I’d wake up alone in my bed, my body still humming from the way he’d fucked me the night before, sheets tangled and smelling like sex and him. My pussy would be sore in the best way—swollen, tender, a constant reminder of how deep he’d been, how hard he’d thrust until I was screaming his name.I’d touch myself in the shower every morning, fingers sliding easy because I was already soaked just thinking about him. I’d circle my clit slow at first, remembering his mouth there, then faster, two fingers pumping inside me like his cock had, until I came hard against the tile, biting my lip to muffle the moan of his name.We texted all day, talking about dirty, desperate things that kept me wet and aching at work. He’d send “Still wet for me?” and I’d reply “Yes, Daddy.” I’d send him a photo under my desk—skirt hiked, fingers teasing my bare pussy—and he’d call on his break, voi
Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) My Bestfriend's Older Brother 03
Dinner with Mason was on Wednesday, and I spent the whole day at work distracted, checking my phone more than I should have, wondering if I’d imagined the way he’d looked at me during coffee, the way his fingers had brushed mine and lingered just a second too long.I told myself it was just dinner. Just two old friends catching up, and nothing more.But when he texted me that afternoon: “Picking you up at 7. Wear whatever makes you feel good.”—my stomach did that flip again, and I knew I was lying to myself.I got home early, showered, and stood in front of my closet longer than I wanted to admit. I finally chose the deep red wrap dress I’d bought last year and never had an occasion for—the one that hugged my waist and showed just enough cleavage to feel sexy without being over the top. Heels, hair down, a touch of perfume at my wrists and neck.When he knocked at seven sharp, I opened the door and forgot how to breathe for a second.He was in dark jeans and a black button-down, sleev
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