LOGIN'Tell me what you're thinking,' he said suddenly, slowing to a near stop, buried deep. His thumb brushed my cheek, surprisingly tender amid the roughness. I hesitated, then let it spill. 'This... us. It's fucked up, but it feels right. Like I've been waiting for you to see me this way.' His expression softened, just a fraction, before the fire returned. 'I've seen you, Shayla. Every goddamn mile, watching you twist in that seat, pushing my buttons. Your mom's gone, but we're here. And I'm not letting you go easy.' He thrust hard then, once, making me cry out, then resumed the languid rhythm. 'Now cum for me again. Squeeze that tight heat around my dick.' I did, chasing the edge with him, our bodies syncing in a dance that built and built. His hand slipped between us, fingers finding my clit, rubbing firm circles that had me gasping, 'Oh shit, right there... don't you dare stop.' Moans escaped unbidden... high, needy sounds that echoed off the thin walls. He matched them with gru
'That's it, take it deep. Fuck, your mouth's like a velvet.' His hips rocked, guiding me, the other hand tweaking my nipple. Saliva dripped down my chin as I sucked harder, hollowing my cheeks, one hand fondling his balls.He fucked my mouth faster, grunts mixing with my slurps. 'Look at you, drooling on my dick like a needy little slut. Bet you've been fantasizing about sucking stepdaddy off.'I hummed around him, vibrations making him curse. But he pulled out before he lost it, strings of spit connecting us. 'On your knees. Ass up.'Trembling with need, I obeyed, face down on the pillows, presenting myself. He positioned behind me, hands gripping my hips, his cock nudging my entrance. 'You ready for this, Shay? For Daddy's cock to fuck you raw.''Yes... please, fuck me,' I begged, pushing back.He teased, rubbing the head along my slit, coating himself. Then, with a deep groan, he thrust in... slow at first, inch by inch, stretching me wide. 'Holy shit, you're so tight. Like a gl
~Shayla's POV~ The rain hammered the windshield like it had a personal grudge, turning the endless stretch of interstate into a blurry watercolor of taillights and sodium lamps. I shifted in the passenger seat of Tyrell's beat-up rig, my cutoff shorts riding up just enough to catch his eye in the rearview... though he pretended not to notice. Mom had ditched us two days ago, some bullshit about needing space after their latest blowout. 'Take Shayla across the country to her aunt's,' she'd said over the phone, her voice all fake-sweet like she was handing off a package. Tyrell... my stepdad for the last three years, just grunted and packed my duffel. Now here we were, two strangers bound by bad blood and a thousand miles of blacktop, the car thick with unspoken crap.I was nineteen, a sophomore home from college on break, but fiery didn't even cover it. I'd always pushed buttons, especially his. Tyrell was built like a goddamn oak, broad shoulders straining his flannel shirt, hands
We fucked like animals... raw, unrestrained. His hand wrapped around my throat again, applying just enough pressure to make my head swim, stars dancing in my vision. 'Keep choking me while you fuck me,' I rasped, and he did, his grip tightening as he pounded away. My legs trembled, wrapped high around his back, pulling him impossibly closer. Every thrust sent jolts of pleasure through me, his cock hitting so deep it bordered on pain, but the good kind, the kind that made me crave more.As we neared the edge again, his pace faltered, breaths coming in harsh pants. 'Fuck... I can't get enough. Take it all, you dirty little tease.' I clenched around him, urging him on. 'Yes, breed me... fill me with your cum.' He roared his release, hips stuttering as hot spurts coated my walls, triggering my own climax. 'Fuck! ohhh God!' I screamed, body arching off the bed, milking every drop from him.We collapsed in a tangle of limbs, his weight a comforting press as we caught our breath. But ev
His cock slid back in with a slick ease, the remnants of our previous releases making everything gloriously messy. I gasped as he filled me completely, that thick girth stretching my sensitive walls anew, every vein pulsing against me. Gaston's eyes locked onto mine, dark with possession, as he held still for a torturous second, letting me feel the weight of him buried deep. 'That's it, feel Daddy owning this tight pussy again,' he growled, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through our joined bodies.I bucked my hips instinctively, urging him to move, my hands fisting in the sheets as the pleasure reignited. 'Keep moving Daddy... please, fuck me like you mean it,' I begged, my voice breathy and desperate. He didn't make me wait long, pulling out halfway before driving back in with a sharp snap of his hips, the impact jolting me up the bed. The headboard thumped against the wall, a rhythmic punctuation to his thrusts, each one harder than the last.His hands roamed possessively, o
His hand slid up my thigh, gripping hard enough to leave fingerprints, as he pulled back only to slam home again, the slap of our bodies echoing in the vast suite. The city lights blurred outside the window, a hazy backdrop to the way he owned me... throat in his other hand, tilting my head back so he could watch my face contort with every plunge. 'Look at you, taking it like a champ. Bet Mark never rails you this good, does he? My boy's too soft for a firecracker like you.'The degradation hit like a slap, but it only made me wetter, my walls clenching around him in response. 'No... he doesn't. Fuck, you're so much better,' I admitted, voice breaking on a gasp as he hit that spot inside me, the one that made my vision white out. I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, heels digging into his ass, urging him on. He chuckled low, the sound vibrating through his chest into mine, before capturing my mouth in a bruising kiss... tongues tangling, teeth clashing, all hunger and no roma
Trigger warnings ahead: Slut shaming, verbal and physical degradation, foursome (three men, one woman), morally gray characters. ~Odessa's POV~ God, please let me get this job.I whispered a silent prayer, standing in front of the sleek, obsidian glass of the office building complex. This was i
Hia's mouth was a searing heat....demanding and possessive, chasing away the last vestiges of my previous, shameful climax. This kiss wasn't a question; it was an answer...a declaration that I was his to teach, his to take apart, and his to put back together. I felt the powerful, possessive weight
~Jasmine's POV~ I stepped into the bustling lobby of St. Mary's Hospital, the sterile scent of antiseptic hitting me like a wave. It was one of those gray afternoons in the city, where the skyscrapers loomed like judgmental giants outside the rain-streaked windows. My hand instinctively rested on
My heart felt like it was going to burst through my skin as he pressed my palm directly against the heavy, throbbing bulge in his jeans. I gasped, my fingers twitching instinctively. He was huge, unrelenting and rock-hard. "Don't be shy, Yvonne. Trace it. Learn it."I did. My fingers trembled as I







