LOGINChapter 4His thumb drags across my bottom lip, smearing the last traces of his cum into my skin like he’s marking me. His eyes, one gold, one green, burn into mine, dark and possessive, and I can already see the next command forming behind them. My pussy throbs, empty and aching, my clit swollen from the way he slapped it while fucking my throat. I whimper, my hips twitching uselessly against the hardwood, but he just smirks, slow and cruel.“You think you’re done?” His voice is rough, gravel scraping against my nerves. “You haven’t even begun to earn that orgasm, babygirl.”Before I can react, his hand slams between my shoulder blades, shoving me onto my stomach. My cheek smacks the wood, the grain biting into my skin, and I gasp as the cool surface steals my breath. His weight presses down, his knee digging into the small of my back, pinning me flat. I struggle, just a little, just enough to test the hold, but his grip on the back of my neck tightens, fingers tangling in my hair
Chapter 3The second my knees hit the hardwood, Darius’s grip tightens in my hair, yanking my head back just enough to force my chin up. His cock juts out in front of me, thick and veined, the head already glistening with pre-cum. My breath hitches as I take in the sheer size of him, longer than my hand, the girth making my fingers look delicate in comparison. The musky scent of him fills my nose, and my mouth waters before I even realize I’m leaning forward.“That’s it,” he growls, his voice rough like gravel. “Look at you, already drooling for it.”I don’t get a chance to respond before his other hand tangles in my hair, fingers twisting into a fist. A sharp sting radiates across my scalp, but it only makes my pussy clench harder. He guides my face closer, the tip of his cock brushing against my lips. I part them instinctively, my tongue darting out to taste the salty bead of pre-cum. His breath hisses between his teeth.“Fucking greedy little slut,” he murmurs, his grip tighteni
Chapter 2I could lock the door and pretend this never happened. But the way his thumb traces slow circles on my wrist, the way his scarred eye burns into mine, it’s like he’s already inside me, like he’s owning me with just a look.“I—” My voice breaks. I try again. “I don’t even know you.”His free hand slides up my thigh, under the hem of my shirt, his rough fingers rubbing on my skin. “You don’t need to know me to know what you want.” His fingers graze the lace of my panties, and I gasp. “You’re soaked, Gabby. All from looking at me.” He presses harder, two fingers rubbing over the damp fabric, right over my clit. “Tell me to stop.”I should. I should. But the words won’t come.His lips crash into mine before I can think. His kiss is filthy, tongue forcing its way past my lips, teeth nipping at my lower lip hard enough to sting. I moan into his mouth, my hands flying to his chest, gripping the fabric of his uniform like it’s the only thing keeping me upright. He tastes like win
Chapter 1The doorbell rings just as I’m pulling the last of my damp hair into a messy bun, the strands still clinging to the back of my neck from the shower. I walk barefoot across the hardwood, my toes curling against the cool surface, the oversized T-shirt I threw on after my bath barely skimming mid-thigh. It’s just the delivery, nothing to get worked up over. But then I pull the door open, and my breath catches like I’ve been punched in the gut.The man on my doorstep isn’t just some bored courier with a clipboard. He’s built, broad shoulders stretching the fabric of his dark blue delivery uniform, the sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms corded with veins, the kind that make you wonder how rough his grip would be. But it’s his face that stops me cold. Sharp jawline dusted with a day’s worth of stubble, full lips that look like they’d leave a mark if they pressed against skin. And his eyes.”….one dark, almost black, the other milky white, bisected by a thin, jagged scar that cu
Chapter 4My cock is still buried inside her, thick and throbbing, her pussy clenching around me like she never wants me to pull out. Amara’s legs are locked around my waist, her nails digging into my back, little marks of red already rising on my skin. The phone lies just inches from her fingertips, the screen still glowing with a second fucking video, my dick buried in Lila’s mouth, her eyes rolled back in pleasure, the kind of thing that would ruin me if our parents ever saw it.I don’t give her time to reach for it again.My lips brush the shell of her ear, my voice a low, dangerous growl. "If you send that video," I murmur, "I’ll make sure you regret it for the rest of your life." Her body tenses beneath me, but not from fear…no, she likes this, the threat, the edge of something dark and irreversible. My hips roll forward, slow at first, just enough to make her gasp, her inner walls fluttering around my cock. "But if you don’t…" Another thrust, deeper this time, my balls slap
Chapter 3And then I shove my tongue inside her.She screams, her body convulsing, but I don’t stop. I fuck her ass with my tongue, my nose buried against her pussy, the scent of her driving me wild. She’s so fucking tight, so hot, and the sounds she’s making, whimpers and sobs and my name, are going to haunt me for the rest of my goddamn life.I pull back just long enough to spit on her, watching as the saliva drips down her crack, pooling at her entrance. Then I’m back, my tongue working her asshole while my fingers find her pussy, two of them shoving inside without warning.She comes with a choked cry, her walls clenching around my fingers, her body shaking so hard I have to hold her up. But I don’t let her ride it out. I keep licking, keep fingering her, drawing out every last tremor until she’s a sobbing, oversensitive mess beneath me.Only then do I pull back, my chin glistening with her, my breath ragged.She collapses onto the bed, her chest heaving, her skin flushed. I wipe
Chapter 3The moment Dame stepped back, his cock still glistening with my cum and his, I sagged against the wall as my legs trebled.My pussy ached, my ass burned, and my wrists stung where his fingers had dug in, but worse than any of that was the hollow space in my head where Carl’s voice used to
Chapter 3I hollow my cheeks, taking him as deep as I can, my tongue swirling around the head. He tastes like my mother, like sex, like sin. His grip on my hair tightens, his hips rocking forward, fucking my mouth in slow, deep thrusts. Saliva drips down my chin, my eyes watering, but I don’t pull
Chapter 5 My thighs stick together, slick with his cum and my own arousal, my panties tangled around one ankle like a discarded thought. The taste of him lingers on my tongue, but I don’t have time to savor it. Not when Jennie’s deal is still dangling over my head like a noose, not when the condu
Chapter 1The house is too quiet except for the creak of the bedspring in my parents’ room, I press my ear against the wood, my breath shallow, my fingers curling into the hem of my sleep shirt. It’s late, too late for this, but I can’t pull myself away. The air is thick with the scent of my own







