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The Neighbor: At My Door
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Painful Pleasures CHP 6
I woke up with his mouth between my legs. No warning. Just the wet heat of his tongue dragging over my clit, two fingers already inside me. Morning light cut through the curtains. My body was still sore from the night before—ass tender, thighs bruised from his hands—but I was wet the second I registered what he was doing. Marcus didn’t stop when I gasped. He licked me like he had all the time in the world, slow and thorough, until my hips were lifting off the bed. When I came it was quiet and shaky, fingers twisting in the sheets. He kept going until I tried to squirm away from the oversensitivity. Only then did he lift his head, mouth shiny, eyes dark. “Morning,” he said. “You’re not leaving this bed until I say so.” He crawled up my body and pushed into my cunt in one long thrust. I was still fluttering from the orgasm. The stretch made me moan. He fucked me slow at first, deep strokes that forced the air out of me, then harder, the headboard starting up its familiar rhythm agai
Painful Pleasures Chp5
I was still lying there when the key card clicked again. Marcus walked in carrying a small shopping bag from one of the hotel boutiques. He set it on the chair and looked me over—naked, legs slightly open, the wet spot on the sheets under me. “Show me.” I spread wider. He stepped between my knees, pressed two fingers into my ass, and felt the slick mess he’d left earlier. Some of it had leaked out. Most of it was still inside. “Good enough,” he said. “Get up.” He pulled the black dress out of the bag—same one from last night, cleaned somehow—and tossed it at me. No bra. No panties. Just the dress. I stepped into it. The fabric clung to my skin. Every time I moved I felt the slow trickle of his cum between my cheeks. He watched me the whole time, eyes dark. “Shoes. Hair up. Makeup if you want. You’ve got ten minutes.” I did what he said. When I came out of the bathroom he was waiting by the door, jacket on, looking completely put-together. No one looking at us in the hallway wo
Painful Pleasures Chp4
I stayed exactly where he left me for a long time—naked on the carpet, ass still hot from the spanking, thighs sticky. Eventually I got up and sat on the edge of the bed like he told me. Legs open. Nothing covering me. The air conditioning made my nipples tight. Every few minutes I reached down just to check how wet I still was. Very. The thought of him walking in and finding me dry made my stomach twist in a way that wasn’t entirely fear. An hour and twenty minutes passed. I heard the key card in the lock. Marcus stepped inside, jacket over one shoulder, looking like he’d just come from something important. His eyes went straight between my legs. He closed the door without looking away. “Good,” he said. “You’re dripping.” He dropped the jacket on the chair and walked over. Two fingers slid through my folds, confirming it. Then he pushed them inside me, slow and deep, watching my face. “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?” “No.” “Did you want to?” “Yes.” He curled his fi
Painful Pleasures Chp3
I stayed on my knees between his legs like he told me. His cock was still half-hard, shiny with spit and the last of his cum. I took it in my mouth again, slow this time, tasting the mix of us. He let out a low sound and rested a heavy hand on the back of my head, not forcing, just holding me there while I worked him. “That’s it. Get it hard again. You’re not done being a hole yet.” I sucked deeper, hollowing my cheeks, tongue sliding under the head. He thickened fast in my mouth. I could feel the blood pumping into him. My jaw already ached from earlier but I didn’t stop. Spit ran down his shaft and onto his balls. I cupped them, rolled them gently, then tighter when he grunted approval. He pulled me off by the hair. Not hard enough to really hurt, just enough to remind me who was in charge. “On the bed. Hands and knees. Face the headboard.” I crawled up. The sheets were already a mess from the first round—damp spots, my dress bunched around my waist, one shoe still on. I planted
Painful Pleasures Chp2
I stayed on my knees between his legs like he told me. His cock was still half-hard, shiny with spit and the last of his cum. I took it in my mouth again, slow this time, tasting the mix of us. He let out a low sound and rested a heavy hand on the back of my head, not forcing, just holding me there while I worked him. “That’s it. Get it hard again. You’re not done being a hole yet.” I sucked deeper, hollowing my cheeks, tongue sliding under the head. He thickened fast in my mouth. I could feel the blood pumping into him. My jaw already ached from earlier but I didn’t stop. Spit ran down his shaft and onto his balls. I cupped them, rolled them gently, then tighter when he grunted approval. He pulled me off by the hair. Not hard enough to really hurt, just enough to remind me who was in charge. “On the bed. Hands and knees. Face the headboard.” I crawled up. The sheets were already a mess from the first round—damp spots, my dress bunched around my waist, one shoe still on. I planted
Painful Pleasures CHP 1
I was already wet by the time I got to the hotel bar. Three days into this boring sales conference in Chicago and my body was screaming for something real. My husband back home hadn’t fucked me properly in months—quick missionary under the covers if I was lucky, then lights out. I needed it rough. I needed to be used. The bar was half-empty, soft jazz, low lights. I ordered a vodka soda and sat at the far end, legs crossed high so the black dress rode up my thighs. No panties. I hadn’t worn any all day. Every time I shifted on the stool I felt the cool air on my cunt and it made me throb. He walked in like he owned the place. Tall, broad shoulders under a dark suit, maybe late thirties, salt-and-pepper hair cut short. His eyes scanned the room and landed on me. He didn’t smile. Just stared for a second too long, then came straight over. “This seat taken?” His voice was low, rough around the edges. I shrugged and sipped my drink. “Help yourself.” He sat. Ordered a whiskey neat wit
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