로그인Chapter 4The head of his cock is right there, hot and heavy against my lips. I can taste the salty precum already leaking from the tip, that thick musky smell of him filling my nose. My mouth waters even though my jaw still aches from before. I flick my tongue out, licking slow across the swollen head, and he hisses through his teeth, fingers tightening in my hair.I open wider and take him in, sliding my lips down his shaft. He’s so fucking thick, stretching my mouth wide, veins pulsing against my tongue. I bob my head, trying to take more, spit already dripping down my chin. My hands grab his thighs for balance, nails digging in as I suck harder, hollowing my cheeks.“Fuck… yeah, just like that,” he groans, voice all rough and low. His hips start rocking, pushing deeper. I gag when he hits the back of my throat but I don’t pull away. I want this. I want to earn it so bad my pussy’s throbbing.He fucks my face for a minute, short thrusts that make wet, filthy noises echo in the ro
Chapter 3Everything comes back in messy little pieces. The annoying buzz of the lights, the way the sticky table is glued to my sweaty back and thighs, the gross-sweet smell of leftover soy sauce mixed with sex hanging heavy in the room. My body feels wrecked in the best way, all loose and melty, like I sank into the wood. My pussy’s still fluttering from that last orgasm, tiny aftershocks that make me clench my teeth and breathe funny.I don’t wanna move. I could just lie here forever, floating in this warm haze.But then I see his shadow. I blink slow and look up. Jun-seok’s standing right there, tall as hell, staring down at me like I’m his personal fucktoy. His black tank top is plastered to his chest with sweat, showing every hard line of muscle. His hair’s messy, pushed back, a couple strands stuck to his forehead. That face… there’s nothing soft in it. Just pure hunger burning in his eyes.My heart kicks hard. All the tired, floaty feeling in my arms and legs flips into thi
Chapter 2For a moment I’m completely frozen in place, the pass in my sweaty hand feeling impossibly heavy, like it might slip right through my fingers. Mia’s jumping up and down beside me, her mouth going a hundred miles an hour, but I can’t make out a single word. The ringing in my ears and the thunderous roar of the crowd still screaming for an encore drown everything else out. Then a heavy hand clamps down on my upper arm, firm and tight. I look up to see one of the security guards towering over me, built like a damn mountain, his face completely unreadable.“Ava!,” he says, voice low and rumbling “This way.”He starts carving a path through the packed bodies like a ship cutting through rough water, and I have no choice but to follow, my boots sticking and peeling off the gross, beer-soaked floor with every step. The crowd presses against my back, thousands of voices, raw and desperate, all calling for the man I’m being led toward. It’s overwhelming. We push through a heavy s
Chapter 1I stood in front of my mirror, heart already racing even though the concert was still hours away.“Which one makes me look sluttier?” I asked, holding up two tops. “The black one or the white one?”Mia looked up from my bed where she was doing her makeup and smirked. “Black. Definitely. Your tits look insane in that one.”I laughed and pulled the tight black crop top over my head. The fabric clung to my body, the deep V-neck showing off a generous amount of cleavage. I turned sideways, checking how my boobs sat and how much of my waist was exposed. My short pleated skirt barely covered the bottom of my ass, and I paired it with white sneakers so I could actually survive standing for hours.I wanted to look hot tonight. Not just cute, I wanted to look fuckable.Because tonight I was finally seeing him. Ryu Jun-seok.For three years I had been completely obsessed. I knew every choreo, every song, every little habit of his. I had touched myself more times than I could count i
Chapter 4Claire’s Pov I take a step, my bare foot finding the rough stone of the balcony floor. The silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, broken only by the ragged sound of Marcus’s breathing behind me. I think it’s over. I think I’ve broken him enough.Then a hand clamps around my wrist. Before I can process the shock, a second hand seizes my other arm. land my back collides with the iron railing.The impact drives the air from my lungs in a sharp, wheezing gasp. The metal bars are freezing, biting into my spine, bruising the skin instantly through the cold. I stumble, my legs giving way, but he doesn’t let me fall. Marcus looms over me. His face is a mask of blood and sweat, streaked where my nails raked him, his eyes wild and bloodshot. He isn’t looking at me like a lover or even an enemy; he’s looking at me like something that needs to be obliterated.He yanks my wrists upward, pinning them hard against the cold iron bars, forcing my body to arch awkwardly, thrusting my c
Chapter 3Claire’s eyes dart from the locked handle to my face. She knows. She can smell it….that thick, musky tang of semen and sweat that clings to the air.She sees the smear of ruby-red lipstick at the corner of my mouth, a messy proof to how deep I just took him.Her gaze drops to Marcus, who is still slumped against the marble vanity, his chest heaving like he’s just run a marathon. His pants are undone, the belt hanging loose, the fabric of his shirt wrinkled where my hands gripped and pulled. He looks wrecked. Ruined. And he looks delicious.I step closer to him, invading his personal space, feeling the heat radiating off his flushed skin. Claire makes a noise, a sharp intake of breath, but I ignore her. My focus is entirely on the man trembling in front of me. I reach out, my fingernails scraping lightly against the stubble on his jaw, forcing his head up until his glassy, unfocused eyes lock onto mine."You look a mess, Marcus," I murmur, my voice low and throaty, meant on
Chapter 6He doesn't move. Doesn't blink. Then, slowly, he exhales, his broad chest rising and falling. He steps closer, the heat of his body enveloping me, his cock brushing against my knee. His hand lifts, his knuckles grazing my cheek before his fingers tilt my chin up, forcing me to meet his g
Chapter 4My breath came in sharp, ragged gasps, my chest heaving as I yanked against the restraints binding her wrists and ankles to the padded bench. The leather cuffs bit into my skin, forcing me onto my knees, with my ass hiked high in the air, completely exposed. A cool draft ghosted over my
Chapter 3Adrian stood there like a god-like figure bathed in the red glow of the room’s lighting, his skin glistening with a sheen of sweat, his grey hair shimmering like silver. His eyes locked onto mine, piercing and intense, as he stepped into the room. “Hello, beautiful,” his deep voice rumbl
Chapter 4His words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of excitement and fear coiling in my gut.He pulled away, and I whimpered at the loss of his touch, my body still trembling with unspent desire. Naked and vulnerable, I rose slightly, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath. The air in







