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The Midnight Auction

Author: Nancy Grey
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-16 23:27:35

[Kinks: BDSM, bidding, dominance and submission]

The room was dark, except for the soft flicker of candles that lined the walls and cast warm shadows over the gathered crowd. The air smelled faintly of sandalwood and leather, mixing with the quiet murmurs and soft laughter of people dressed in black and wearing masks. I felt out of place — and yet, there was an electric buzz in my chest that told me this night would change everything.

I clutched my small purse tightly as I stood near the back, heart pounding like a drum. How did I end up here? The invitation had been mysterious, the address a secret, and now I was about to be the prize at something called the Midnight Auction.

My breath caught when a tall man in a tailored black suit stepped onto the stage. His mask covered half his face, but his dark eyes scanned the room like a predator looking for its next meal. His voice cut through the quiet like silk wrapped in steel.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, “welcome to the Midnight Au
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  • MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    FUCKED IN THE DARK PART II

    My whole world stopped.His lips met mine in a way that made the entire room disappear. It wasn’t a soft, careful kiss. It was deep. Hot. Full of something I couldn’t name. Passion, maybe. Or maybe everything he’d never said before.I melted into him. My hands slid into his hair as he kissed me harder, deeper. His lips moved against mine like he needed me, like he had waited for this moment just like I had. My body leaned closer, pressing against his chest, needing more. Wanting more.Then his hand slid around the back of my neck, his fingers wrapping there, firm and confident. He held me still as he kissed me, not enough to hurt, but enough to send a jolt of desire shooting through me.My breath hitched. My skin was on fire.The Tristian I knew before college had been sweet and goofy. But this Tristian—this version of him—was bold, confident, and commanding. He took charge of the situation, pulling me on top of him with a strong grip before effortlessly flipping our positions, pinnin

  • MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    FUCKED IN THE DARK PART I

    I stared up at the ceiling, wide awake even though the whole house was quiet. My room was dark except for the faint moonlight spilling through the thin curtains, casting soft, silvery patterns across the walls. The familiar smell of the pinewood floors and clean laundry did nothing to calm me. My blanket was wrapped around me, but it wasn’t helping. I wasn’t cold. I was restless.Because of him.Tristian.He was back. After nearly a year away at college, he was finally home for the break. And here I was, staying over at his parents’ house like I’d done countless times since we were kids. Everything looked the same—the same cream-colored walls, the old family photos on the staircase, the creaky steps on the way to the kitchen. But something had changed.Me.Somewhere along the line, I had stopped seeing Tristian as just my best friend. I didn’t know exactly when it happened. Maybe it was the day he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and smiled at me without saying anything. Or the n

  • MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    LIBRARY LUSTS PART III

    “Why are you ignoring me?” he asked again, his tone sharper now, more impatient. His brows pulled together in a frown, and I saw the frustration building in his eyes.Still, I didn’t answer. I didn’t flinch. I stood my ground, even though every part of me was trembling inside.I saw it happen then—his hand came up and rubbed across his face, like he was trying to stay calm, but I could tell I was getting under his skin. And then—He moved. Fast.Before I could react, he grabbed my wrists. I gasped, the sound echoing softly in the quiet space. My eyes widened as he pushed my hands up over my head, pinning them gently but firmly against the wall with one hand.My back arched slightly from the movement, my chest brushing against him. I could feel his body now, pressing just barely into mine. His strength, his warmth—it was all around me. I was caged in. Not by force, but by tension. Electricity.The kind that made your breath catch and your knees wobble.I stared at him, lips parted, bre

  • MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    LIBRARY LUSTS PART II

    I flipped the page of my textbook even though I hadn’t read a single word. My eyes moved over the lines, but nothing was sinking in. My mind was somewhere else. Or more like—someone else.He was here. Just a few tables away. Sitting like he owned the place, calm and still, while I sat here trying to pretend like I didn’t feel his eyes on me. The library was quiet, as always. Not many students came in during lunch, which made every sound louder. The scratch of pens. The turning of pages. The ticking clock on the wall. And still, I could feel him watching me.I didn’t look at him. I wouldn’t.I was mad. Well, not mad-mad, just… irritated. Maybe disappointed. Even though I had no reason to be. He hadn’t made any promises, not really. But last week, he had touched me like he meant something. Right here, between the dusty shelves and the old wooden tables, he had made me forget everything. And he had whispered, “Same time next week.”I had believed him. I had waited. And he hadn’t come.I

  • MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    NO LONGER A PRUDE PART VII

    He searched my face for a moment, then with a low groan, thrust forward hard. I let out a gasping moan as he buried himself to the hilt inside me, stretching me wide around his thick length. The suddenness of it took my breath away. He remained still for a moment, letting me adjust to the intense feeling of fullness. I could feel every throbbing inch of him pulsing deep within my tight heat.He gazed down at me with eyes full of concern and barely restrained hunger. "You good?" he asked, voice low and rough with desire.I nodded, my inner walls fluttering around his shaft as I tried to relax into the sensation. "Mmm, yes," I breathed, my voice quivering slightly. "It's so big. I feel so full."He groaned at my words, his cock twitching inside me. "Fuck, you're so tight," he growled. "Your little pussy is gripping me so good."Slowly, he started to move, pulling back until just the tip remained inside me before thrusting forward again. I gasped at the pleasure-pain of it, my hands clut

  • MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales    NO LONGER A PRUDE PART VI

    I obeyed immediately, walking on shaky legs to the large king-sized bed. Climbing onto the plush mattress, I laid back and spread my thighs wide, giving him an unobstructed view of my most intimate area. I watched him with heavy-lidded eyes, my heart pounding with anticipation and a hint of nervousness.He stood at the foot of the bed, towering over me. Slowly, he began unbuttoning his black shirt, revealing inch after inch of his sculpted chest and abs. I drank in the sight of him, mouth watering at the raw masculinity emanating from every pore. His tattoos were works of art, swirling and twisting across his skin like a masterpiece.When he shrugged off his shirt completely, I bit my lip, trying to hold back a whimper. He was pure perfection, like a god made flesh. With a wicked grin, he reached for his pants and took them off. Finally, he shucked off his underwear, freeing his cock that was already hard again. It bobbed against his stomach, thick and veiny, the tip a

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