'At my office now'Elena's pulse raced by the sentences, the boss hadn't called her to his office before, she has spent time dreaming and touching herself just be imagining his voice.She hurriedly went into his office taking a seat.As Kane leaned forward, his eyes locked onto hers, Elena felt her pulse quicken, a flutter of nerves and anticipation coiling low in her belly.The room seemed to grow warmer, the air foggy with tension that made it hard to breathe. She shifted slightly, the movement drawing his attention to the way her skirt hugged the curve of her hips."Close the door," he said with his seductive smith voice that could make her wet. "Lock it so we won't be interrupted."Elena walked back to the door, her fingers brushing the lock, the click echoing in the quiet room. When she turned back to face him, his gaze hadn't wavered, those eyes stripping away her professional self.She stood straighter with her shoulders to her back, aware of how her blazer accentuated the cur
Claire broke the kiss and trailed her lips along Ethan's jaw, down his neck and to his collarbone. She licked a stripe up his chest, lapping at the cum painted there, savoring the salty sweet taste of him.Ethan gasped as she sucked a nipple into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the hardened peak. His cock gave a valiant twitch, already stirring up again with renewed interest. How could he possibly be getting hard again so soon?As if reading his mind, Claire's hand drifted down, her fingers brushing over the sensitive head of his cock. Ethan shuddered at the touch, his body already so overstimulated. But he couldn't deny the heat building in his groin once more.Claire wrapped her hand around him, stroking him slowly, feeling him harden under her touch. "You're so responsive," she purred, marveling at how quickly he was ready for her again. "I can't get enough of you."She pumped him faster, her grip firm and purposeful. Ethan bucked into her hand, desperate for more friction. H
Ethan's heart hammered against his ribs as he lay there, naked and exposed, his stepmother Claire standing in the doorway to his bedroom. The scent of sex hung heavy in the air, mingling with the lingering fragrance of the cedarwood candle on his nightstand. His cock twitched against his stomach, still coated in the sticky remnants of his recent orgasm.Claire's eyes widened as she took in the sight before her. Her gaze lingered on Ethan's softening member, then flicked up to his flushed face. A pretty blush colored her cheeks, contrasting with her carefully applied makeup."What... what are you doing, Ethan?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. There was a tremor to her words, a mix of shock and unmistakable curiosity.Ethan couldn't find his voice. He felt frozen, caught in a moment of private ecstasy now laid bare before his stepmother. The silence stretched between them, heavily. He could hear the faint sound of his own breathing, fast.Claire stepped closer, her high he
Ethan locked his bedroom door, the click sharp in the quiet house, today, he was alone. The thought of being alone made him happy because he was free to indulge.It was already late afternoon, his father—at work, while his stepmother was out for errands, leaving the house empty for some time.At twenty-two, Ethan carried the lean build of a soccer player, his shoulders stood broad and his stomach taut, his skin a—a faint tan lingering from summer.His dark hair fell into his hazel eyes, which now gleamed with a mix of nerves and anticipation. He stood in the center of his room with his feet bare on the hardwood floor.His heart beat faster, a familiar ache stirring in his lower belly, a need he’d been too busy to satisfy until now.He pulled off his t-shirt, the cloth sliding over his head, revealing his chest dusted with dark hair and his hardened nipples in the slight chill.His jeans came next, the denim heavy as he kicked them aside, leaving him in black boxer briefs that hugged h
Lila's breath hitched as her neighbor's hands roamed over her body, his touch igniting sparks of pleasure across her skin. His fingers traced the lace edge of her bra, teasing her flesh and making her ache for more."Please," she whimpered, her hips arching instinctively into his touch. "I need you."Her neighbor chuckled low in his throat, his eyes gleaming with triumph and hunger. "Patience, my dear," he purred, trailing a finger along the curve of her breast. "I intend to take my time with you."Lila let out a shaky moan, her nipples hardening beneath the flimsy lace of her bra. She could feel the heat building between her thighs, the slickness of her arousal soaking through her panties. Her neighbor's touch was maddening, his slow, deliberate caresses stoking the flames of her desire.His hands moved to the clasp of her bra, unhooking it with deft fingers and letting the garment fall away. Lila gasped as her breasts were exposed, her rosy nipples hardening in the cool air. Her nei
Lila's breath came in shallow gasps as she lay sprawled across her bed, the sheer lace of her bra and panties doing little to hide the flush of arousal that painted her skin. Her heart raced, pounding against her ribs as she fought to regain control over her body's needs. The knock at the door made her stiffen, a jolt of anxiety and forbidden excitement coursing through her veins.She hesitated, torn between propriety and the undeniable ache that throbbed between her thighs. Her neighbor, a confident, teasing male whose mere presence seemed to ignite her desire, stood on the other side of the door. She could almost feel his gaze boring into her, taking in every detail of her scantily clad form.Lila swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry as she remembered the last time they had spoken. His voice had been low, his words laced with barely concealed hunger as he'd flirted with her, his eyes never leaving her face. She knew he could see the evidence of her desire, the way her nipples stra