로그인Chapter 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 2My lips hover just above her, the heat of her pussy radiating against my face like a fucking furnace. She smells musky, sweet and so fucking wrong, It fills my nose, and my stomach twists with something dark and ugly. My fingers dig into the mattress, knuckles white, because if I don’t anchor myself, I’m gonna wrap them around her throat instead. She wants this? Fine. She’s gonna fucking get it.I exhale through my nose, the breath rough against her damp shorts, and then I drag my tongue up the center of her in one slow, deliberate stroke. The fabric’s already soaked through, clinging to her lips, and the taste of her seeps into my mouth, salt and heat and something so fucking Amara it makes my teeth ache. Her breath hitches, her thighs tensing around my shoulders, but I don’t let her settle. I grip the waistband of her shorts with my teeth and yank, the sound of fabric tearing loud in the quiet room. She gasps, but I don’t stop, not until the scrap of cotton is shoved a
Chapter 1The living room is dim, the only light coming from the flickering glow of the TV casting long shadows across the walls. The scent of sweat and sex still clings to the air, thick and musky, mixing with the faint vanilla of Lila’s perfume. She’s sprawled across my lap, her back arched, her nails digging into my thighs as I drive into her from behind. The couch creaks under us, the leather sticking to my skin every time I pull back before slamming home again.Lila’s moans are raw, broken things now, nothing like the teasing little sounds she was making when she first walked in, all smirk and tight dress, acting like she wasn’t here for exactly this. Her tits bounce with every thrust, the weight of them slapping against her ribs, her nipples hard little points I can’t stop watching. I’ve got a handful of her hip, fingers sinking into the soft flesh there, the other hand tangled in her dark curls, yanking just enough to make her whimper. She’s so fucking wet it’s crazy, the so
Chapter 2My mind goes back to yesterday, the machine fucker, the orgasms and of course the mystery man. Then a message arrives.The buzz of my phone against my hand makes me jump. I shouldn’t be this on edge; it’s just another night alone, just another distraction, but something about the unknown
Chapter 3I stir in my bed, my wrists and ankles wrapped in smooth silk restraints.The bed beneath me feels soft yet firm, the sheets cool against my bare skin. Morning light shines through sheer curtains, painting golden streaks across my body as I try to stay awake. My mind is slow to clear, s
Chapter 3Weeks had already passed. Slow at first… then fast.Like every day was slipping through my fingers before I could grab it.I didn’t expect life with Matteo to feel normal. Or calm. Or quiet.But somehow it did.He didn’t chain me to anything.Didn’t order me around.Didn’t treat me like p
Chapter 2 I swallowed hard, my back pressing against the counter as he advanced towards me, his broad chest brushing against mine, sending a jolt of heat through my body, making me close my eyes.His presence was overwhelming, his scent, a mix of musk and something wild, filling my senses.“But I







