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Owned by Father and Son(4)

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Dinner at hidden izakayas, private yacht cruises on the lagoon at sunset, late-night drives where we’d pull over just to kiss under the stars. One weekend he flew us to London for a single night….front-row seats at a concert, then a suite at the Transcorp Hilton where we ordered room service and stayed up talking until dawn.

We watched movies too, curled up in his home theater with blankets and popcorn, or at cozy indie cinemas where no one recognized us. He’d pull me into his lap halfway throu
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  • RAW DESIRES:{50 Erotica Stories}   Owned by Father and Son (8)

    “Why?” I asked. “Why does he… why do you let him?”Alexander leaned back against the headboard, arms resting on his knees. For the first time since I’d met him, he looked younger. Almost vulnerable.“It started when I was nineteen. First serious girlfriend….someone I thought I could build something real with. My dad sat me down one night and explained how things work in this family. He said if a woman can’t handle both of us, if she can’t accept being shared by the men who run this house….she’ll never survive the rest of it. The business, the secrets, the expectations. She’ll crack. Or worse…..she’ll betray us.”He paused, voice dropping. “He made me watch the first time. Not participate, just watch. To understand what it meant. After that… I stopped fighting it. Because the alternative was being alone or worse, being cut off.”I swallowed hard. “And you never thought to tell me? Before you brought me here? Before you asked me to be your girlfriend?”“I was going to,” he said. “I swea

  • RAW DESIRES:{50 Erotica Stories}   Owned by Father and Son(7)

    Alexander started slowly, letting me feel every inch sliding in and out, but soon his control frayed. His hips snapped forward harder, deeper, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. Each thrust pushed me further onto his father’s length until my nose brushed his pelvis and my throat fluttered around him.“Fuck, she takes it so well,” Alexander panted, one hand gripping my hip, the other sliding around to rub tight circles on my clit.Mr Kane’s breathing grew ragged. “She was made for this.”They found a rhythm…Alexander driving into me from behind while Mr Kane’s fucked my mouth with controlled, deliberate strokes. I was pinned between them, filled at both ends, completely at their mercy and I loved it. Every filthy second. My body rocked with their movements, breasts swaying, nipples grazing the sheets. Pleasure built again, fast and vicious.Mr Kane pulled out of my mouth suddenly, stroking himself hard and fast. “On your back. I want to see your face when you come again.”A

  • RAW DESIRES:{50 Erotica Stories}   Owned by Father and Son(6)

    Alexander’s eyes were dark with want as he guided me backward toward the massive bed. I felt exposed, electric…every inch of my bare skin humming under their gazes. The sheets were cool against my back as I lay down, heart pounding so hard I was sure they could hear it.Alexander climbed on first, settling between my spread thighs. He kissed me deeply, while his fingers dipped between my legs, finding me already drenched. “Fuck, you’re soaked,” he murmured against my lips. “You really do want this.”I nodded, breathless. “Yes.”Mr. Kane moved to the side of the bed, removing the last of his clothes. His body was broader than Alexander’s, more solid. He knelt beside me, cock heavy and thick against his thigh, and leaned down to capture my mouth in a kiss that was nothing like his son’s. Harder. More demanding. His tongue pushed in, tasting me like he already owned me.While he kissed me, Alexander lowered his head between my legs. His tongue flicked over my clit once…teasing then he su

  • RAW DESIRES:{50 Erotica Stories}   Owned by Father and Son (5)

    The words landed like a slap.I froze. My smile faltered. “I’m… sorry?”He repeated it, slower, like I hadn’t heard. “Strip. Now.”My heart slammed against my ribs. I looked at Alexander…waiting for him to laugh it off, to say it was a joke, to tell his father to leave.He said nothing.He just stood there, jaw tight, eyes on the floor. Silent.The room felt suddenly small. My ears rang.I took one step back. Then another.“I don’t… understand,” I whispered, voice shaking.Mr. Kane tilted his head. “You will.”Alexander still didn’t speak.I looked between them, father and son both watching me now, expressions unreadable.I froze with my hand on the door handle, heart slamming against my ribs. The hallway was just steps away, freedom, safety, the long walk down that driveway to call Dad and never look back but then Alexander’s voice cut through the thick silence, low and urgent.“Mira… wait.”I turned slowly. He was still standing in the same spot, jaw tight, but now his eyes were on

  • RAW DESIRES:{50 Erotica Stories}   Owned by Father and Son(4)

    Dinner at hidden izakayas, private yacht cruises on the lagoon at sunset, late-night drives where we’d pull over just to kiss under the stars. One weekend he flew us to London for a single night….front-row seats at a concert, then a suite at the Transcorp Hilton where we ordered room service and stayed up talking until dawn.We watched movies too, curled up in his home theater with blankets and popcorn, or at cozy indie cinemas where no one recognized us. He’d pull me into his lap halfway through, hands under my sweater, kissing my neck until I forgot the plot entirely.He was attentive in a way that made me feel seen. He remembered I liked my coffee with oat milk and cinnamon. He asked about my sketches, pushed me to show them to galleries. When I had a bad day, he’d show up unannounced with takeout from my favorite restaurant and just hold me.Then, one quiet Sunday evening, after a lazy day at his penthouse….me in one of his shirts, him cooking breakfast-for-dinner, he set two plat

  • RAW DESIRES:{50 Erotica Stories}   Owned by Father and Son (3)

    The chef sent out courses tailored just for us.We talked like we’d known each other forever, over wine.He told me about growing up in a small apartment in Atlanta, coding on a second-hand laptop while his mom worked double shifts and his dad lost his job. How he’d dropped out of MIT when his first app went viral and never looked back. How he hated the spotlight but loved building things that changed lives.I told him about pretending to love board meetings when really I spent hours sketching in my notebook. How I wanted to open a small gallery someday, showcase young artists no one else was paying attention to. How sometimes I felt like I was living in my dad’s shadow and wasn’t sure how to step out of it.He listened, with no interruptions, no checking his phone. Just those dark eyes on me like I was the only thing in the world worth seeing.After dessert, a chocolate soufflé so decadent I almost moaned. He reached across the table and took my hand, brushing slow circles with his t

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