เข้าสู่ระบบ[Warning:] This book is intended for mature readers (18+) and contains forbidden attraction, step-sibling romance, age-gap relationships, possessive love interests, emotional tension, jealousy, obsession, and steamy romantic themes. From irresistible stepbrothers and powerful CEOs to forbidden desires and dangerous temptations, Forbidden Taste of Pleasure is a collection of sizzling romances where passion and secrets collide. Every story is filled with intense chemistry, stolen moments, heart-pounding tension, and characters willing to risk everything for the one person they cannot resist. Love may be forbidden. Desire may be dangerous, but some temptations are impossible to ignore. Enter a world where every touch changes everything, and every secret comes with a price.
ดูเพิ่มเติมANNIE'S POV
“Ohh… fuck me like this, pussy belongs to you,” I moaned, my back arched on the soft bed. Damien thrust into my wet, slimy pussy as his cock hit the walls of my stretched vagina.
“I’m going to make you choke on my name.” Adrian plunged his cock into my mouth and rammed it in and out. I gagged on his cock and sucked the tip as my tongue swirled around the pink tip.
“Hmm.... please teach me how to be a good girl." I choked on my words as Damien kept shoving his cock into my mouth. I didn’t believe this day would happen, the day my stepbrother Damien and his friends destroyed my pussy like I’m the last girl on earth. My thoughts scattered as sensation overwhelmed every attempt at reason, leaving me breathless and unable to focus on anything except the heated moment unfolding around me.
“Fuck… yes.” I rolled my eyes back as I felt the pleasure build up. Scott grabbed my breast and bit down on my nipples.
“Ohh… fucking God.....just like that.” A moan escaped from my lips as he gritted my nipple within his teeth. This was fucking worth it. Every touch seemed to blur together until I could no longer tell where one feeling ended and the next began.
“Time to show you who you truly belong to,” Damien said. He tapped his cock at the entrance of my vagina, I shivered as he worked his cock up and down my wetness.
“Dammit…” I moaned as I felt his hard meat beat my dripping pussy.
“You’re so fucking wet,” Damien moaned as he kept tapping his cock at the entrance of my vagina. He spread the lips of my vagina wide open and shoved his cock in.
“Hmm.” I bit down my lips as I felt his hard cock in my warm pussy. Damien rammed on me softly, with his hands circling my clit while Scott kept sucking my nipples. His tongue swirled around the tip of my nipples, my toe curled with the feeling of excitement.
He grabbed my other breast and massaged it with his hand while Damien kept filling me up. The room echoed with uneven breathing and whispered curses, every passing second stretching longer than the last.
“Your mouth is so fucking warm… fuck.” Adrian moaned as he slapped his hard cock on my mouth, then rubbed it around my lips before shoving it into my mouth. I grabbed his cock and jerked it into my mouth slowly.
“Yes… yes, like that…” he moaned as I increased my pace and worked my hand over his hard cock while my tongue swirled around the tip of his cock, sucking his pink, juicy tip.
“Ohh… fuck it,” Damien moaned as he kept plunging into my wetness. I could feel his cock hit the walls of my vagina, and with every thrust, I bit down on my lip with excitement. My breathing came in short gasps, my body reacting before my mind could catch up, while the intensity of the moment only continued to build around me.
“Fuck… I’m going to cum,” Damien groaned, burying his face deeper as he hummed against my quivering pussy while I choked on Adrian’s cock.
“Ahh… fuck.” Damien drove his cock deep into my wetness before slowing his pace, rocking into me with measured thrusts. Then, without warning, he snapped his hips forward again, forcing another broken curse from his lips. Moments later, his release spilled across my belly as his body shuddered.
“My turn,” Adrian murmured with a crooked smile. Kneeling between my legs, he spread them wider and ran his fingers along my soaked folds. “You’re fucking dripping, you little cunt.” His touch alone sent jolts of pleasure racing through my body, making my thighs tremble.
He lowered his head between my legs and pressed a lingering kiss against my lips.
“Fuck…” A soft moan escaped me as he parted my pussy with his tongue. “Fuck it,” I gasped, my breath hitching as the tip of his tongue slowly traced along my sensitive lips.
I buried my fingers in my hair, my eyes rolling back as he nipped gently at my swollen flesh before circling my clit with his thumbs. The sensation made my toes curl and my back arch helplessly.
While Adrian ate me out, Scott and Damien lavished attention on my breasts, drawing shaky breaths and quiet whimpers from my lips.
Adrian pushed his tongue deeper into my hole as Scott rubbed slow circles over my clit, making my body twitch beneath their touch.
I tangled my fingers in Adrian’s hair, pulling him even closer while he stretched my walls with his tongue, refusing to let me escape the overwhelming pleasure.
He guided my hand around his cock, encouraging me to stroke him before, without warning, he thrust into me. My eyes fluttered shut as he filled me completely. He was bigger than Damien, and the stretch forced another breathless cry from my lips as my body struggled to take all of him.
Bracing a hand against my waist, he began pounding into me, his relentless rhythm stealing every coherent thought from my mind. His grip tightened as he continued driving in and out, each thrust pulling another needy sound from my throat.
“You’re fucking sweet,” he breathed, never breaking his pace.
Eric caught my lips in a deep kiss, our tongues clashing for dominance. His hand slid to my neck, applying just enough pressure to make my pulse race before he claimed my lower lip between his teeth.
“Let’s see how many fingers and dicks your pussy can contain,” Adrian challenged, a teasing grin tugging at his lips.
The following evening, I stood pinned in front of my bedroom mirror, my fingers trembling slightly as I second-guessed every detail of my appearance. It was absurd. I had spent twenty minutes debating earrings, swapped my dress twice, and restyled my hair three times all for a woman I had met only forty-eight hours ago. Worse, I had played it off with casual indifference when she asked to see me again.I reached for my favorite perfume, misting a fine cloud against my pulse points before turning to inspect my reflection.The burgundy dress clung to my curves like a second skin, stopping just mid-thigh, paired with obsidian heels that arched my posture into something predatory and sharp. My dark hair fell in heavy waves over my shoulders, and my makeup was understated yet deliberate—the kind of look that whispered effortlessness while screaming intent.At least, I hope so, I thought.My phone buzzed sharply against the glass dressing table.Zara: Are you ready, beautiful?A reflex smil
The first thing I felt when I opened my eyes was an unfamiliar arm wrapped securely around my waist.For a few seconds, I lay still, watching threads of morning light slip through the curtains while my mind slowly pieced together the remnants of the night before. Then I turned my head, and a soft smile touched my lips.Zara was sleeping beside me. Her dark hair was scattered across my pillow, her lips were slightly parted, and one hand rested comfortably against my stomach. She looked completely peaceful—so much so that I found myself watching her longer than I intended.I had brought a woman home from a nightclub: a captivating stranger whose name I had barely known twelve hours ago. Yet waking up beside her didn’t feel like a mistake.Carefully, I lifted her arm to slide out of bed, but the moment I shifted, her grip around my waist tightened.“Where are you going?” she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep.I turned back to her, smiling as one of her eyes fluttered open. “Good mornin
Zara’s hand remained wrapped tightly around mine as we stepped out into the cool night air.I took a deep breath, letting the chill clear the lingering fog of alcohol and heavy bass in my head. Behind us, the muffled thrum of the nightclub’s music faded into the background, replaced by the quiet hum of the sleeping city.I turned to look at the woman beside me.She was smiling not the playful, teasing grin she’d worn inside the club, but something softer. Intimate. It made me wonder if she was feeling the same sudden, quiet pull that I was.“So,” she said, breaking the stillness. “Are you always this adventurous?”I raised an eyebrow. “What exactly have I done that counts as adventurous?”“You kissed a complete stranger.”“You’re not a stranger anymore. I know your name.”Zara let out a soft laugh. “That’s all it takes?”“Depends on the woman.”She took a step closer, her fingers lightly brushing against my palm. “And what does it take with me?”I let my eyes linger on her lips for a
The first thing I noticed about her was her mouth. Not her dress, though the black fabric hugged her curves with effortless elegance. Not her long legs, or the way her dark hair fell in a loose wave over one shoulder. It was her mouth specifically, the slow, knowing smile she gave me the exact second she caught me staring. I should have looked away. Instead, I lifted my glass and smiled back. “Well,” I muttered to myself, “this night might not be a complete waste.” “Talking to yourself already?” I turned toward the woman leaning against the booth. My best friend, Tessa, was looking at me with the kind of amused expression that meant she had cataloged every micro-expression for the last ten minutes. “I wasn’t talking to myself.” “Of course not. You were simply having a deeply profound private conversation with the stunning stranger across the room.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re imagining things.” “Amara, you’ve been eating her alive with your eyes for the past five minutes. At th
KIARA POV“Really? I’d like to see how that happens,” I muttered as I stepped out of the elevator, my lips curling slightly. I pushed my office door open and walked in, my shoulders dropping as I exhaled deeply. I sank into my chair, the leather creaking softly beneath me, and pulled my laptop from
KIARA POV“Fuck… kiev, please fuck me, baby,” I heard a moaning voice as I stepped out of my room, the cool air brushing against my skin. I already knew my brother was back from work and had brought his usual one-day girlfriend, someone he’d use and then send away. My jaw tightened slightly.I walk
ELLA POV“Fuck… I’m fucking close,"My voice came out shaky. I lifted my hips, pushing myself against his mouth while my fingers tightened in his hair.His tongue flicked faster over the sensitive spot and a sharp gasp escaped me. My hands slid over the table as my body trembled.“Your fucking juic
ANNIE'S POV“Ohh… fuck me like this, pussy belongs to you,” I moaned, my back arched on the soft bed. Damien thrust into my wet, slimy pussy as his cock hit the walls of my stretched vagina.“I’m going to make you choke on my name.” Adrian plunged his cock into my mouth and rammed it in and out. I









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