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Forbidden Desires (18+)
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“So, what do you think of the book?”“Uhmm…” Greg could count on his hands the times he was left speechless and this was a new entry. “I’m yet to finish the book, ma’am. I don’t think it’s fair to judge the book without finishing it.”Hell, if he would finish it. He itched to throw it out right now.Chief Carson regarded him for a second. The slight tilt of her head exposed her neck—a column of flawless white skin. It would be so easy to mark that skin. He could practically see her gland pulsating under her skin.“But you’ve read it. I noticed you bookmarked a certain page.” Her slender finger pointed at the book. Greg couldn’t take his eyes off her hand. Bony and slim with a clean, mature manicure. A hand that could do wonders. “How about you pick up where you left off, and we can both decide how the book is?” Greg went still. He clearly recalled when he paused reading the book. The scene played in his head. There was no way he would read it out loud. “Go on, Mr. Noir, so we can bot
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“Go,” she challenged. “You’re lucky no one else found that book, Mr. Noir.”His head snapped in her direction. A wrong move because seeing her titillated expression almost swept him off his feet. For an Omega, she really knew how to provoke. That confidence was part of what made her so appealing, but it was something else when that sharp attitude was pointed at you.“Is that a threat?” In reality, it was the Omega who was in danger. Looking at Chief Carson with her blouse slightly ajar, showcasing the grove of her cleavage, her red full lips parted, her eyes swimming with desire, her pulse almost ringing in the quiet room with only their heavy breathing as the sound, Greg was slowly forgetting the teachings his mother engraved in his head.He’s a gentleman, he reminded himself. No, he was a wolf. “You still haven’t told me,” she whispered—she was so close that he could hear even the slightest of sounds. “What do you think of the book, Greg.” Her voice was husky. Almost hoarse.The
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Carrie’s fingertips darted over her lips for the fiftieth time since she had left the office thirty minutes ago. In the rearview mirror, she noticed they were a little swollen. She pursed her lips just to feel a tension, a weight. She closed her eyes, and she was in her office again, Greg’s hand caressing her waist, his lips pressed on hers in a rough kiss. Carrie had been kissed before. She had been kissed softly, sweetly, harshly, hardly, but never like that. With so much intensity. Desire and restraint brawling between them. She hadn’t had extensive experience with kissing, having kissed only two other people before. She remembered her first kiss. Archie, that sweet Beta from junior high school, then her first mate, Albertus, the powerful Alpha. Kissing Greg was nothing like any of them. There was the familiar hunger, that insatiable desire, but there was also the sigh of relief that Carrie couldn’t explain. Her head had been a mess since Greg left, but it had never been so clea
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“Not enough,” Carrie whimpered.She pressed a toy to her clit and plunged her fingers into her pussy. She had been going at it for over an hour.Carrie had felt a unique uneasiness well before the gala started. Seeing Greg must have stirred something within her. When he suddenly left, the yearning took a turn for the worse. She wanted him. She wanted to have him. Most importantly, she wanted him to have her. She excused herself from the event right after she made her speech and quickly went home. When she took off her clothes, her skin was flushed and burning. The cold shower wasn’t enough. She ended up under the spray of water for minutes, strumming her clit and fondling her breast. She thought of soaking in the tub. Even dumped ice on the water. But after a few minutes, the water started to steam. Her head hit the ceramic as she arched into her pumping her fingers. Her legs hung limply out of the tub, parted wide. Water sloshed over the rim. “Not enough,” Carrie cried out.Carr
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“You don’t hold back, do you? That’s all right, I know how needy that cunt of yours is.”“It’s not,” she blurted out of shame. The same intoxicating shame that made her push her fingers deeper. Another chuckle. “Don’t worry, that’s a good thing. In fact, if you show me how well you’re fucking yourself, I’ll show you something you’ll like.” He sounded so confident. In control, while Carrie was out of her mind, finger fucking herself and photographing it like a whore. Greg’s whore.She was quick to send it.Here, she thought. Here I am. While waiting for a response, she picked up her toy and stimulated her clit again. There was an amused laugh on the other line when it started buzzing. The humiliation was worth it. She was rewarded with a photo of Greg’s erection. His cock was half covered by her underwear but it stood proudly. Her mouth watered with how big he was, how long. Bigger than her ex—the only cock she had experienced.Three fingers were nothing compared Greg’s cock. She kn
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