He cursed and released my hair, leaning over me to grab my bouncing breasts from behind, his breaths caressing my earlobe.
“Oh…” I held his hand that squeezed my breast, eyes rolling back into my skull. He nibbled on my earlobe, energetically fucking me, plowing my exhausted vagina from behind. My orgasm was building rapidly with every slick thrust. With every bounce of my breasts in his greedy grip. With every bounce of my ass trapped between the pillow and his cock. But I did not want to come just yet, I wanted more. More of this spine-bending sinfulness.“Let it go, Leilani.” He said into my ear, his deep voice ordering my body.And of course, it obeyed.I shuddered in his arms, knees jerking and drawn-out cries pouring out of my mouth as my vagina walls squeezed around his cock deeply and he stiffened and filled my core with his warmth as he came deeply into me.I went limp in his strong arms, panting to catch my uneven breath as my eyes drooped, slowly going unfLeilani I was curled in the large tub in my bathroom, arms curled around my knees, my chin buried in the soft, fluffy fabric of my robe.My thoughts were all over the place, guilt festering in my mind like a sore. I actually had sex with my fiancé's step-brother. Oh, what was I thinking?How do I face Neil now?How do I even keep this secret from him with all of us in the same house? Or is this all a sexual dream gone wrong? Why would I, an engaged lady, even have sexual dreams of Adonis in the first place? Thousands of questions echoed in my mind but beneath all of that was an excitement that I was trying so hard to bury. The female excitement that grew from the moment Adonis said he wants me.The way he kissed me.The way he fucked me.My face heated as obscene sexual flashbacks swarmed my mind.“Oh, Christ…” I muttered, squeezing my eyes shut as I smoothed my hands down my legs to ease the goosebumps that had suddenly appeared.A ping from
I groaned and pulled the blanket over my head.Who does that? I had literally just told him through those stupid words that there would be more fucking. And there wouldn’t! I’m done. I made a mistake and I’m not losing control of myself ever again. What the fuck is that? High school? Oh, that fucking phone. Oh, my fucking fingers. Oh, that fucking man that scrambled my senses and made me lose all my sense of reasoning.I can not even bear to guess what he must think of me now. Especially with that text. He must think I’m so easy. So cheap. He might see me tomorrow and never talk about the sex ever again. He might act like it was just a drunken one-night stand. Like I was probably just one of his many conquests. That would be good right? He would ignore me and I would ignore him, and focus on Neil. Nobody has to talk about anything at all and everyone’s happy. Right? But why did thinking about it make my chest ache inside?I heard Neil come in and he climbed into the bed
Adonis I was sitting on a couch, staring at the TV spread out on the wall but not really seeing a thing. Neil told me Leilani was a bit sick and I briefly wondered if that had anything to do with me. She was definitely not sick, she was probably avoiding me. After she gave the food I had ordered for her to the fucking dog, I kind of figured she wouldn’t want to see me.She’s fucking savage.The memory of her text popped up and I chuckled. Yeah, she was definitely embarrassed. I know women a lot, and I know how many of them react in situations like this.It was pitch-dark in the sky outside and I got up from the couch, wondering if I should go out to some strip club and spend a couple of hours watching beautiful strippers nearly get into catfights over me and leave all of them slack-jawed when I end up not going into the VIP lounges with any of them but pick out the quiet, nervous one to lavish my attention on.My favorite pastime.I slid out my phone to text C
LeilaniMy hands moved gently through the soapy suds as I washed the dishes in the large kitchen sink. I have always found washing dishes at a leisurely pace calming because of this domestic vibe it had.Ashley found it weird. Who the fuck likes to do dishes? She would exclaim like it was a deadly sin. I let out a small smile at the memory.It was late afternoon, a Saturday, and Neil, even though he refused to admit it, was tired from the long stressful work week, compounded by the trip he took yesterday and he spent last night taking care of me thinking I was 'sick', so today, I got up, making sure he saw that I was alright and let him rest.I could not even believe my ears last night when Neil thought my 'sickness' had to do with pregnancy. It hadn’t even crossed my mind that he could think in that direction.Gosh.“W-what do you mean p-pregnancy test?” I had stammered, eyes wide. Even though I was only pretending to be sick, hearing someone say I could be pregna
Leilani My gaze strayed to those sensual lips of his that had kissed me so passionately. Uttered such naughty words to me. Seeing him standing right here in this kitchen where he dirtily sexed me under my shirt made my face heat.I swallowed, realizing I was staring and I abruptly looked back at the dishes and went back to my washing, ignoring him. At least I tried to.Every pore on my skin was aware of his presence and my heart could not just stop racing.I felt him walk over and lean against the counter, I could now see him from the corner of my eyes. His unique male scent was invading my nostrils, reminding me of how I felt wrapped in his chest and arms with my legs wide open.I forced myself to take a deep breath. I. Have. To. Stay. Focused.“Leilani,” His deep, magnetic voice made my name sound like sexy sin. I bit my lip, feeling my face heat. I suddenly felt…shy? I had almost forgotten that a word like that even existed. I don’t get shy. I get embar
“Hold on to it.” His tongue softly and briefly licked my earlobe as he said the tormenting words to me.I let out a whimper as pleasure burned from the spot he licked to the rest of my body. Then he grabbed my hips and made me step back a little, bending forward ever so slightly.“These shorts are so tiny, Leilani.” His voice stroked my labia. “I could put a hole in it and fuck you through…here...” A finger of his touched my pussy from behind my ass cheeks through the shorts' elastic fabric.I jerked in pleasure.He chuckled darkly and I heard the sound of a belt unbuckling and him unzipping his pants to slide his cock out. We were both fully dressed, but this felt as dirty as being naked.I thought he was going to strip my shorts off but he slid his erect cock right between my slightly pressed together inner thighs, his long hard rod stroking against my pussy through my shorts.Oh fuck, he was dry-fucking me.Sweet Lord.He bent me further down so I could se
Leilani My nipples dragged against the cold sink, sending a ripple of cold and hot stimulation straight down into my pussy squelching with sex juices as Adonis’ cock dug in and out of my gripping warm depths. I was biting my lip hard enough to leave indents in my plump bottom lip as my slippery hands struggled to grab the edge of the chilly sink firmly. He nudged my leg wider and my thighs parted even more, stretching uncomfortably against my bunched-up shorts and panties around my lower thighs. I let out a pathetic moan as his hands dragged up the straps of my tiny apron and up my small shirt, which was heavily strained by the weight of my big round breasts bouncing in time with his hard thrusts. He palmed my flushing skin, his expensive wristwatch pressing against my skin, chilling my flesh like glacial ice, and my nipples hardened even more, the skin pink and tart. “Oh…I can’t...” I cried out when his hard strength
Adonis I pulled the door open to see who was the rude, impatient fuck that was hell-bent on destroying the fucking doorbell. But as I rested my eyes on the person standing on the front porch, all the light in my eyes went off immediately. What the fuck is this bitch doing here? Her striking blue eyes widened in feigned surprise as her blood-red lips stretched in a modulated laugh. “You?” She crossed her skinny arms draped in the flashiest finery as her gaze looked me up and down like I was some fucking piece of lab rat for experimental study. “Ace?” She arched her fake, drawn-on eyebrows in that condescending manner that I absolutely and utterly loathed. Seeing this fucking old hag again sent all the meager goodness in my life to fucking limbo to be replaced by darkness. Utterly blinding and suffocating darkness reminded me of the part of myself that I tried to avoid. Sucking in