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Owned By The Devil's Son 03
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Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) A Solo Night 02
My body was still humming, little electric aftershocks twitching through my thighs and belly. The toy was still buried deep inside me, warm from my heat, slick with everything I’d already given it. I hadn’t pulled it out yet, I didn’t want to. Every tiny shift of my hips sent a fresh ripple of pleasure through me, keeping me right on that delicious, oversensitive edge.I lay there panting, one arm flung over my eyes, the other resting between my legs, palm cupping the base of the dildo like I was claiming it. My clit was swollen and tender, but not done. Not even close.“Fuck… you’re greedy tonight,” I muttered to myself, voice thick and wrecked.I gave the toy a slow, experimental twist. My inner walls fluttered around it instantly. A low, needy sound slipped out of me before I could stop it.Yeah. Round two was already calling.I reached down with both hands now, gripping the base, I pulled it out halfway—slow, deliberate—then pushed it back in with one smooth, deep stroke.“Ohhh go
Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) A Solo Night 01
The second the apartment door slammed shut behind me, I knew tonight wasn’t going to be gentle.My coat hit the floor. Shoes followed — one heel skittering under the couch like it was running from me. The date had been a fucking disaster. Cute guy, decent jawline, but he talked about his fantasy football league like it was foreplay. By dessert I was so bored my pussy was practically yawning. All I could think about was getting home, getting naked, and getting myself off until my legs shook and my brain went quiet.I didn’t bother with lights. The Manhattan skyline bled through the blinds in bright silver strips, painting my living room like some expensive porn set. Good enough.My fingers were already trembling as I yanked the zipper down on my little black dress. The fabric slid off my shoulders and pooled at my feet. No bra tonight — the thin straps would’ve shown — so my nipples were already hard, tight little peaks begging for attention. I cupped them roughly, thumbs flicking over
Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) My Stepbrother Likes My Pussy 05
Marcus's POV Five days had turned into four, then three, then two. Each sunrise felt like a countdown timer ticking louder.We’d spent every waking and sleeping hour devouring each other like the world was ending tomorrow. Because for us, it kind of was.Tonight was our last night alone. Tomorrow afternoon our parents’ flight lands. Tomorrow night the house stops being ours alone. Tomorrow we have to become strangers again—at least on the surface.So tonight we didn't hold back.I found her in the kitchen after midnight. She was leaning against the island in nothing but one of my black T-shirts, the hem barely covering the tops of her thighs. Hair loose, and messy from my fingers earlier. Her bare legs glowing under the soft under-cabinet lights.She didn’t turn when I stepped behind her. She just tilted her head slightly, exposing the side of her neck like an invitation.I pressed my body flush against hers, my hard cock already straining against my boxers, ne
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.
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