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Part 2: Sweat and Surrender

작가: Authoress Kemira
last update 게시일: 2026-05-01 19:03:17

The late-night cardio session was scheduled for 10:30 PM.

Aria had stayed after the gym officially closed for a “special cool-down and recovery” session with Damien. The main lights were dimmed, leaving only the soft glow of the emergency lights and the mirrors reflecting their bodies.

She wore a cropped sports bra and tight shorts that rode up with every movement. No bra underneath. No panties.

Damien arrived exactly on time, his powerful frame already glistening with a light sheen of sweat fr
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    Three days later, Mia stood in the middle of the luxurious top-floor apartment, boxes stacked neatly by the floor-to-ceiling windows. Jaxon had moved her in that morning — bigger space, better view, zero rent. Sarah thought it was a “lucky upgrade.” Only Mia knew the real price.Jaxon locked the door behind the last mover and stalked toward her like a predator. He wore a crisp black button-down with the sleeves rolled up, exposing his inked forearms. “Everything you own is here now. No more hiding. No more pretending.”He cupped her face roughly and kissed her, deep and claiming, tongue dominating hers until she was breathless. When he pulled back, his eyes were dark with finality.“Strip. I want you naked in our apartment from now on.”Mia didn’t hesitate. She peeled off her top and jeans, then her bra and panties, letting them drop to the floor. Standing completely bare in the bright afternoon light streaming through the windows, she felt exposed in the best and worst ways.Jaxon c

  • Midnight Cravings: A Forbidden collection    Part 5: Blackmailed by my Landlords Son

    The building’s annual tenant appreciation party filled the rooftop terrace with string lights, laughter, and the clink of cheap wine glasses. Mia had tried to skip it, but Jaxon’s text had been clear: Wear the short black dress. No panties. Be there by 8 or I start sending clips.She stood near the railing in the tight dress that barely reached mid-thigh, smiling stiffly at neighbors while her thighs pressed together. Jaxon moved through the crowd like he owned it — because he did. Every time he passed behind her, his hand brushed her ass or slid up her inner thigh, teasing her bare pussy without anyone noticing.Halfway through the evening, while she was talking to Mrs. Ramirez about exam stress, Jaxon appeared beside her with two drinks. He handed her one, then pressed a small remote-controlled vibrator against her clit and held it there through the thin fabric as he smiled at the older woman.“Everything okay, Mia?” he asked innocently, turning the toy on low.The sudden buzz made

  • Midnight Cravings: A Forbidden collection    Part 4: Blackmailed by my Landlords Son

    The next ten days became a nightmare of constant arousal and terror. Jaxon texted at all hours with new demands, and Mia obeyed every single one. Her body no longer felt like her own — it belonged to him, wet and ready at the slightest ping of her phone.The first risky encounter happened in the basement laundry room at 11 PM. Mia was transferring clothes from the washer when the door clicked shut behind her. Jaxon appeared like a shadow, wearing a black hoodie and joggers.“Lock the door,” he ordered quietly.She did. The moment the bolt slid into place, he spun her around and bent her over the vibrating dryer. He flipped her short sundress up, found her bare underneath just like he’d commanded, and thrust into her soaked pussy in one hard stroke.“Fuck— always so ready for me,” he groaned, covering her mouth with his hand as he pounded into her from behind. The dryer rumbled loudly, masking the wet slap of his hips against her ass. Someone was walking down the hallway outside — foo

  • Midnight Cravings: A Forbidden collection    Part 3: Blackmailed by my Landlords Son

    Mia’s phone lit up at 7:45 PM with a single command: Unit 512. Ten minutes. Don’t wear anything under your coat.She stood in front of the door to the empty apartment next to last night’s unit, heart slamming against her ribs. The thin trench coat felt like nothing against her bare skin. No bra. No panties. Just heels and shame.The door opened before she could knock.Jaxon pulled her inside by the wrist and slammed the door shut, locking it with a click that sounded final. He was shirtless, tattoos swirling across his sculpted chest and abs, gray sweatpants hanging low. His eyes burned with raw hunger as he backed her against the wall.“Smart girl,” he murmured, tugging the belt of her coat open in one sharp yank. The fabric fell apart, exposing her completely. “Fuck, look at you. Already dripping down your thighs for your blackmailer.”His large hand cupped her pussy roughly, two fingers sliding through her slick folds. Mia gasped, hips jerking forward involuntarily. Jaxon chuckled

  • Midnight Cravings: A Forbidden collection    Part 2: Blackmailed by my Landlords Son

    Mia’s hands trembled as she knocked on the door of the empty fifth-floor unit at exactly 8 PM. She’d spent the entire day in a fog, skipping two classes and barely eating. The oversized hoodie and leggings she wore felt like pathetic armor, but she hadn’t wanted to give him the satisfaction of dressing up.The door swung open immediately. Jaxon stood there in a tight black shirt that stretched across his muscular chest and gray sweatpants that did nothing to hide the growing bulge. His hazel eyes darkened with satisfaction as they raked over her.“Get inside, cam girl.”She stepped into the dimly lit apartment. It was completely unfurnished except for a large leather couch facing the big window and a small table holding Jaxon’s open laptop. The city lights twinkled outside, but the tension inside felt suffocating.“Sit,” he ordered, pointing at the couch.Mia perched on the edge, knees pressed together. Jaxon dropped down beside her, close enough that his thigh pressed against hers.

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    Mia stared at the bright red “FINAL NOTICE” stamped across the paper, her stomach twisting into knots. Three days overdue. She’d already stretched her last paycheck thin between tuition, groceries, and her roommate’s half of the utilities. The cam sessions she secretly did were supposed to fix this, but views had been slow this month.She quickly typed out a pleading email to the landlord, begging for just one more week. Thirty minutes later, a sharp knock echoed through her small apartment. Mia smoothed down her oversized college hoodie and tiny sleep shorts before opening the door.It wasn’t Mr. Harlan, the old landlord.It was his son, Jaxon.He leaned against the doorframe like he owned the entire building—which, technically, his family did. At twenty-six, Jaxon was tall, broad-shouldered, and dangerously attractive in a messy, arrogant way. Dark tousled hair, sharp jawline with light stubble, and intricate tattoos peeking from the sleeves of his black t-shirt. His jeans hung low

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    Damien didn’t text me the next day. He sent a black luxury car instead.The driver handed me a small note: “Wear the red dress. No underwear. The yacht is waiting. Your husband thinks you’re at a girls’ night. Don’t disappoint me.”I changed in the car, slipping into the tight crimson dress he ha

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    Marcus surprised me on our second wedding anniversary with dinner at an upscale rooftop restaurant. He was trying — flowers, a new necklace, even holding my hand across the table. But every sweet gesture felt hollow. All I could think about was Damien’s cum still faintly leaking out of me from our

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    Damien didn’t waste time.Three days after the office, I received a single text:“Saturday. 7 AM. Be ready. I’m taking you away for the weekend. Tell your husband you’re visiting your sick aunt. Pack light. You won’t need clothes.”Marcus didn’t even question it. He kissed my cheek and told me to d

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