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Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) Sex Bucket List 05
I gripped my pen so hard it nearly snapped. Jealousy hit me like a punch in my face, hot and irrational. We were married, solid, but seeing her flirt so blatantly, right in front of me? It twisted something ugly inside.After the meeting, I lingered in the hall, pretending to check my phone. She cornered him by the coffee machine.“We should catch up,” she said, voice low but loud enough that I heard. “Grab drinks? For old times’ sake.”He shook his head, smiled. “Busy week, can I take a rain check?”She pouted. Actually pouted. “Come on. You owe me after all those late nights I pulled for you.”My blood boiled, so I walked away before I said something stupid.That night, I broke his rule. He was late again, attending some investor dinner. I got home first, poured myself wine, and paced. The jealousy lingered and got worse. Who was she to touch him like that? To imply “late nights”?I ended up in the bedroom, notebook open to my elevator fantasy, I read it again, imagined him fucking
Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) Sex Bucket List 04
The morning after the blindfold, I woke up sore in the best way, muscles I hadn’t used like that in years aching, my wrists a little red from the ties, and that low throb between my legs that said we’d gone hard.Damien was already up, making coffee in the kitchen like it was any other Saturday. He handed me a mug when I shuffled in, kissed my forehead, and didn’t say a word about last night. That was our thing now, letting the notebook do the talking, letting the heat build without spelling it out.But I couldn’t stop thinking about it, the way he had teased me for what felt like hours, his mouth relentless until I was a begging mess. I’d cum so hard I’d seen stars behind the blindfold, and then again when he fucked me from behind, slow and deep like he was claiming every inch. God, it had been good, so good that I wanted more already.I wrote my next fantasy that afternoon while he was at the gym. Sat at the kitchen counter with the notebook open, pen hovering for a minute before I
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We drove home that night with his cum still between my thighs, the city lights blurring past the windows. That recording sat unplayed in my messages, burning a hole in my phone.I kicked off my heels the second the elevator doors opened into our place, left them in the middle of the floor like I always do when I’m rattled. Damien picked them up without a word and set them neatly on the shoe rack, he’s annoyingly tidy like that.I went straight to the kitchen, poured myself a glass of water with shaky hands. He came up behind me, hands on my hips, mouth at my ear.“You okay?”I nodded, even though my legs still felt like jelly. “More than okay.”He hummed, low in his throat, and pressed a kiss to the spot below my ear that always makes me melt. “Good. Because I meant what I said, no touching yourself tomorrow. I want you thinking about me all day.”I turned in his arms, looked up at him. “You’re evil.”“You wrote the rules, baby.” He smirked, that cocky little tilt of his mouth that us
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He leaned in, mouth brushing my ear. “Good.” Then he kissed me, hungrily, like he was claiming me. Like he’d been starving for this exactly as long as I had.His hands were on me instantly—one fisting in my hair, the other sliding down my back, pressing me against him so I could feel how hard he already was. I moaned into his mouth, and he swallowed the sound, backing me up until my ass hit the edge of his desk.He broke the kiss just long enough to growl, “Sit.”I hopped up onto the desk, legs parting so he could step between them. He pushed the papers off the desk, and they scattered everywhere. A pen rolled off and clattered to the floor. Neither of us cared.His mouth was on my neck now, biting, sucking, marking. I arched into him, fingers working his tie loose, yanking it free. Buttons next, popping one open, then another, until I could slide my hands inside his shirt and feel the heat of his skin.He shoved my dress up my thighs, higher, until it bunched around my waist. His pal
Dirty Little Lessons (An Erotica Collection) Sex Bucket List 01
Five years, that’s how long Damien and I have been married. We've been together for seven if you count the two years we dated before he slid that ridiculous diamond on my finger in front of half of our friends and families at a rooftop bar he’d rented out just to make sure no one else could ruin the moment.Back then, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We did it everywhere, the elevators, coat closets at galas, the back of his town car with the privacy screen up and the driver pretending he couldn’t hear me moaning Damien’s name. Once, in the restroom of a restaurant, we fucked against the floor-to-ceiling window of his penthouse while the city flickered below us like it was putting on a show just for us.But now?We only have sex on Saturdays if neither of us is too exhausted from work. Lights dimmed, missionary or me on top if I’m feeling bold. He kisses my forehead afterward, tells me he loves me, and we fall asleep back-to-back because the AC is too cold on his side and I
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I woke up sore, satisfied, and already wet again. The sun was filtering through the blinds, casting stripes across the tangled sheets. Jake’s side of the bed was still warm, but he wasn’t in it. I could smell fresh coffee drifting down the hall, and the faint sound of the kettle clicking off told me he was in the kitchen.My thighs were sticky with last night’s mess, even though Jake had cleaned me with a warm towel, my pussy felt tender, swollen and deliciously used. I stretched like a cat, wincing at the pull in muscles I hadn’t worked that hard in months, and smiled into the pillow that still smelled like his cologne.I didn’t bother with clothes, I just pulled on the black t-shirt he’d worn last night and nothing else. It hung loose on me, the hem brushing the very tops of my thighs, my nipples hard against the soft cotton. If I bent over even slightly, everything would be on display, and that was perfect.I walked barefoot down the short hallway, my heart already racing with anti
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