로그인Ria povTim didn't look away. The shock that had initially frozen his features began to melt into something far more dangerous. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a different kind of shiver down my spine."So, the little lamb has been stalking the wolf," he murmured, his voice losing its clinical softness and taking on a rough, predatory edge.I smirked, feeling empowered by my nakedness, but as I tried to hold his gaze, he began to walk toward me. I instinctively took a step back. He followed. I took another, my heart racing, until the small of my back hit the surface of the wall. I was trapped between the wall and his looming frame."Gotcha," Tim whispered, leaning in until his breath was hot against my ear. "You think you're the only one who notices things, Ria? No wonder I’ve been feeling eyes on me these past few weeks. I knew someone was watching... I just didn't realize how eager they were to be caught."He reached down, his hand brushing against my hip as he picked up my
Ria povI knew I didn't need therapy. I was perfectly sane, or at least that’s what I told myself until my eyes fell on Doctor Tim. Since that day, I had been stalking him like a total psycho.I first saw him when he was visiting a patient in my neighborhood. A little bit of digging…. okay, it was quite a lot of digging and I found out he was a therapist working at a hospital thirty five minutes away from my office. And so, here I was.I sat in the plush chair, a vibrator plug humming deep inside me, buzzing against my skin. I focused on his face, pretending his low, melodic voice wasn't doing a thing to me while the vibrations threatened to shatter my composure.“Are you with me, Ria?” Doc Tim’s voice broke through the haze, snapping me out of my trance.I gripped the armrests, my breath hitching as a fresh wave of heat rolled through me. “Of course, Doctor. I’m listening.”He adjusted his glasses, leaning forward slightly. “You seemed a bit distant. Tell me, are there any other prob
NanaI couldn’t stay lying down a second longer. My body was screaming for a closer connection, something more than just his hands. I sat up, my skin glistening with oil, and reached out to grab the front of his uniform. I pulled him toward me, my mouth finding his, and I started sucking on his lips with a desperate, messy hunger.Conan let out a low, muffled groan into my mouth, his hands instantly finding my waist to steady me. He took my kiss as the final invitation he had been waiting for. He broke the kiss, his breath hitching, and his head dropped down to my chest.He latched onto my breast with a primal intensity, his mouth hot and wide as he started sucking. I let out a jagged scream, my back arching until my spine felt like it would snap.The sensation of his tongue swirling around my nipple while he drew the soft weight of my breast deep into his throat was almost too much to bear."Yes... Conan, right there," I sobbed, my fingers digging into his shoulders, my nails probabl
NanaSpending nights thinking about a masseur you met just once was a bad habit. But when have I ever said I had a good habit?I had always dreamt of being touched every day by different men. I didn't like being touched twice by the same man, variety was the only thing that kept me interested— so I tended to book different masseurs every single time I went for a massage.But Conan's hands felt so good, they were an addiction I didn't want to break. For the first time, I wanted only one pair of hands on me.I walked into the spa, the scent of eucalyptus and lavender already making my skin itch for his touch. I headed straight toward my private massage room; I had booked Conan again for today, so I knew my way by heart now.He was already waiting for me when I walked in. He bowed gently, a professional yet knowing smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.Without a word, I turned around and pulled my clothes off, letting them drop in a heap. Grabbing a plush white towel, I laid face fla
Sophie Bruce didn't waste a second. He moved between my knees, his weight pressing me back into the mattress as he pushed himself into me in one slow, agonizingly deep slide.I cried out, my nails digging into the sheets, as he stretched me to the absolute limit. He was thick, hot, and so incredibly real compared to the toy, and as he began to thrust, the rhythm was relentless and primal."Look at me, Sophie," Bruce commanded, his voice a low, gravelly rasp as he watched his own length disappearing into me, over and over.I was reeling, my body arching to meet every one of his heavy, dominant strikes. But I wasn't allowed to focus solely on him.Ryan moved to the side of the bed, his presence looming over me. He didn't wait for an invitation; he stripped off his jeans, his own arousal already pulsing and thick, and sat on the edge of the mattress near my head.He reached down, his large hand cupping the back of my neck to guide me toward him."You wanted both of us, right?" Ryan grow
SophieThe air in the room shifted from tense to predatory. Bruce didn't hesitate anymore; the brother mask had finally cracked, leaving behind a man who looked like he was starving. He reached out, his large hands anchoring onto my waist, and pulled me flush against him.Ryan didn't move to help. Instead, he slowly backed away, sinking into his seat with a dark, satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He crossed his arms, his eyes hooded as he prepared to watch the spectacle I had practically begged for.I felt the heat of Bruce’s breath against my neck before his mouth found my skin. I tilted my head back, my gaze locking onto Ryan’s. Seeing him watch me like that and seeing the hunger in his eyes while Bruce laid claim to my body sent a jolt of pure lightning to my core."Ryan..." I moaned, his name slipping out of my lips like a mantra.Bruce stopped abruptly, his head snapping up. He looked at me, his eyes black with a mix of jealousy and lust, then glanced back at Ryan."Take me,"
“I told you to drink, but not too much, and you didn’t listen,” Ronan whispered, as he pulled Rissa from the seat where she had finally passed out.His friends hooted and whistled but Ronan didn’t give them a second glance. He simply gave them a sharp, knowing wink and led her away from the noise a
Ever since the day they left her parents' house, the atmosphere had shifted from a cold war to a silent, suffocating siege.Ronan hadn't spoken a single word to her during the drive back or in the days that followed, she knew he could be busy with work and whatever he does, but she felt uncomfortab
“Thinking about him wouldn’t change a thing.”It had been days since Rissa last saw Ronan. She couldn’t help but think he had actually kept his part of the deal. Right. She shouldn’t think about him, but he had been lirking around her head nonstop.She needed a distraction. She threw on a simple dr
The door to Rissa’s room flew open. She had just finished showering, her bathrobe draped loosely around her with water still dripping off her hair.Ronan came into view, filling the doorway with his massive frame.“What the hell are you thinking, barging into my room this way?” Rissa screamed, her







