LOGINThe private cinema reeks of raw sex. Sweat, lube, and the sharp tang of my own arousal hang heavy in the air. My entire body trembles on the razor edge of insanity. Leo has spent the last hour teasing me without mercy. He left me dangling, desperate, my nerves frayed to threads. The massive screen blazes with light. A bound woman writhes on it, fucked into oblivion. Her recorded screams match the ragged gasps ripping from my throat. The vibrating cock ring still hums faintly against my swollen clit. It buzzes from the ghost of his last thrust inside me.
My wrists throb. The silk ties bit deep into my skin. My ass and pussy pulse with a deep, aching need. The thick dildo stretches my rear. Leo’s relentless pounding still echoes in my bones. He towers over me now. His gray-streaked hair falls wild across his forehead. His cock stands slick and angry. Veins bulge along its length. Precum beads at the tip and drips in a hot line onto my thigh.He leans close. His breaThe private cinema reeks of raw sex. Sweat, lube, and the sharp tang of my own arousal hang heavy in the air. My entire body trembles on the razor edge of insanity. Leo has spent the last hour teasing me without mercy. He left me dangling, desperate, my nerves frayed to threads. The massive screen blazes with light. A bound woman writhes on it, fucked into oblivion. Her recorded screams match the ragged gasps ripping from my throat. The vibrating cock ring still hums faintly against my swollen clit. It buzzes from the ghost of his last thrust inside me.My wrists throb. The silk ties bit deep into my skin. My ass and pussy pulse with a deep, aching need. The thick dildo stretches my rear. Leo’s relentless pounding still echoes in my bones. He towers over me now. His gray-streaked hair falls wild across his forehead. His cock stands slick and angry. Veins bulge along its length. Precum beads at the tip and drips in a hot line onto my thigh. He leans close. His brea
Leo leans in close. His chuckle is low and filthy. It vibrates against the shell of my ear. His cock, still rock-hard and slick with my juices, brushes the inside of my thigh. Goosebumps race across my skin.“You’re a greedy little slut, aren’t you?” he growls.I nod frantically. My pussy clenches around nothing. I need more of his punishment. I need it to hurt so good I forget my own name.He unties the silk from my thighs. The fabric whispers free and leaves red marks on my skin. He keeps my wrists bound. The ache there is sweet and constant. He flips me onto my stomach across the wide leather seat. The cool material sticks to my nipples and belly. He grabs my hips with both hands. He yanks my ass high in the air. My soaked cunt is completely exposed to him. He spits on it. The warm wet splat lands right on my entrance. I moan like the desperate whore he turns me into.His thumb circles my asshole. He pushes in slow. The stretch burns in the mos
The evening air kisses my skin with a teasing chill as Leo drags me down the penthouse hallway. The city lights blur into a distant, glowing haze that feels like pure indulgence. My pussy throbs with a wicked blend of nerves and overwhelming lust. Those filthy scenes from the movie keep replaying in my mind. We burst into his private cinema. The door slams shut behind us with a resounding thud that mirrors the desperate ache building inside me.The room swallows us in velvet darkness. Only the flickering red glow from the massive screen breaks through. It casts erotic shadows across the plush leather seats. The air hangs heavy with the buttery scent of old popcorn mixed with the raw, musky promise of sex. A low, throbbing soundtrack pulses through the speakers. Moans and sharp slaps from the pornographic film echo around us. They soak straight into my panties. Leo flips on the projector. The atmosphere shifts instantly into something primal. It hardens his cock and drenches
Sunlight pours through the massive windows of Leo’s penthouse. It paints the tangled silk sheets in soft gold. My body still buzzes from last night. Every muscle carries a sweet, lingering ache. I stretch slowly. The cool fabric brushes my bare skin and sends little shivers across my shoulders. I roll onto my side. Leo lies beside me. His chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm. His dark hair, streaked with silver, fans across the pillow in wild disarray. The memories crash over me all at once. His hands gripping my hips. His mouth hot on my throat. His relentless thrusts that left me gasping. Heat blooms low in my belly. I smile and slide out of bed. The hardwood floor feels cool and smooth beneath my feet.I spot his white dress shirt draped over the armchair. I tug it on. The cotton is soft and carries his scent. Cedar mixed with something darker and purely him. It falls to mid-thigh and makes me feel deliciously claimed. I pad toward the kitchen. The tiles greet my sol
The penthouse air grows heavy and thick. Leo’s whisper lands against my cheek. “You’re captivating.” His breath feels hot and teasing. The jazz music fades into a low, sultry hum in the background. It is past eleven o’clock at night. The city skyline glimmers through the massive window. It stands as a silent witness to the tension that coils tighter and tighter inside me.His hand still covers mine. His thumb traces slow, deliberate circles on my skin. The friction sends electric shivers racing up my arm. I lean in closer. The space between us disappears completely. Our lips collide in a fierce, hungry kiss.His mouth claims mine with force. It tastes tangy from the whiskey and raw with pure desire. His tongue plunges deep. It strokes with such intense hunger that my core throbs in response. A soft moan spills from my lips. I press my body harder against his. The velvet couch creaks beneath our shifting weight.His hands slide up my arms. The roughness of
(Emily’s POV)The cool night air kisses my skin the moment I step out of the car. City lights twinkle like scattered diamonds all around me. The distant hum of traffic fades into a soft, soothing murmur. My heart pounds wildly with a thrilling mix of nerves and raw excitement. I still feel the buzz from the gallery event buzzing under my skin. The building looms ahead of me. It is a sleek tower of glass and steel that slices into the dark sky. I smooth my hands down the front of my dress. The black fabric clings to every curve of my body. My heels click sharply against the marble steps as I approach the entrance. I press the buzzer. The sharp sound cuts through the quiet night. The door swings open almost immediately.Leo stands there. His dark hair now carries elegant streaks of gray that make him look even more distinguished. He wears a tailored shirt with the collar open just enough to tease. His smile is warm and inviting. It pulls me in like gravity.







