로그인Casey’s POVI knew I was playing with fire the moment Adrian started coming to the university library every night.At twenty-nine, I’d built a reputation as the quiet, professional librarian — always in pencil skirts, fitted blouses, and glasses perched on my nose, my long chestnut hair pinned up in a neat bun. But underneath the prim exterior, I was burning. I’d been divorced for two years and in those two years, I hadn’t been properly fucked like I would care to admit. But Adrian… God, Adrian was pure temptation.He was twenty-one, a senior literature major — tall, athletic, with messy dark hair, sharp green eyes, and a quiet intensity that made my thighs clench every time he looked at me over the top of his laptop. For weeks he’d lingered at the front desk after closing, asking for book recommendations, his gaze dropping to my lips, my breasts, the way my skirt hugged my hips. The tension had been building in small, dangerous doses — his fingers brushing mine when I handed him bo
APRILI dimmed the lights in my sleek apartment, watching the city skyline twinkle through the floor-to-ceiling windows like a silent, eager audience just for me. At 28, I’d long since stopped pretending my body was anything but my own personal playground—one I owned completely, and tonight I wanted to push it further than ever. I wanted proof. Raw, undeniable proof of how fucking good I could make myself feel.I took my time setting everything up, my pulse already quickening with anticipation. I placed my phone on the sturdy tripod at the foot of the bed, adjusting the angle until it was perfect—low enough to capture every explicit detail. I turned on the soft warm lamps on either side and added the ring light behind the tripod so the camera would catch every sheen of sweat, every glistening drop of my arousal. Satisfied with the lighting, I hit record. The little red light blinked on, and a thrill ran straight through me.I smiled at the lens, slow and wicked, letting the moment lin
APRILI dimmed the lights in my sleek apartment, watching the city skyline twinkle through the floor-to-ceiling windows like a silent, eager audience just for me. At 28, I’d long since stopped pretending my body was anything but my own personal playground—one I owned completely, and tonight I wanted to push it further than ever. I wanted proof. Raw, undeniable proof of how fucking good I could make myself feel.I took my time setting everything up, my pulse already quickening with anticipation. I placed my phone on the sturdy tripod at the foot of the bed, adjusting the angle until it was perfect—low enough to capture every explicit detail. I turned on the soft warm lamps on either side and added the ring light behind the tripod so the camera would catch every sheen of sweat, every glistening drop of my arousal. Satisfied with the lighting, I hit record. The little red light blinked on, and a thrill ran straight through me.I smiled at the lens, slow and wicked, letting the moment lin
My tongue dragged through her wet folds in one long, slow lick, savoring her taste. Isabella cried out, hips bucking up. I licked her again and again, broad strokes from entrance to clit, then circled the swollen little nub before sucking it gently into my mouth. Two thick fingers pushed inside her tight, velvety heat, curling to stroke that spongy spot I knew drove her wild.“Oh god—Liam—yes, just like that,” she moaned, one hand fisting the sheets, the other gripping my hair to hold me against her. She was dripping, coating my chin and fingers as I fucked her with my mouth and hand. Her thighs started to tremble around my ears.I sucked her clit harder, fingers pumping faster. “Cum for me, Bella. Let me taste you again.”She shattered with a loud, broken cry. Her pussy pulsed around my fingers, flooding my tongue with sweet, hot release. I kept licking her through every wave, gentler now, drawing out the orgasm until she was shaking and whimpering my name like a prayer.When I final
Liam’s POVBreaking up with Isabella had been the hardest thing I’d ever done. We were together for three intense years, we’d been college sweethearts who somehow made it through graduation and into the real world. Isabella was fire with long raven-black hair that smelled like vanilla and jasmine, piercing emerald eyes that could read every dirty thought in my head, and a body that haunted my dreams even two years after we called it quits. We’d burned hot and fast—passionate arguments that ended in rough, sheet-soaking sex, lazy Sunday mornings tangled together, and a love that felt all-consuming until life got in the way. My demanding job in finance pulled me into endless late nights and weekend travel. Her rising career as a graphic designer demanded late studio hours and creative weekends. We started fighting more than we fucked. Resentment built and on one rainy Thursday night, after yet another screaming match about priorities, we both said things we couldn’t take back. “Maybe
Sasha’s POVJake’s cock felt even bigger inside me than it looked. Every powerful thrust stretched my pussy perfectly, the fat head dragging against my G-spot and making my eyes roll back. I was moaning around Tyler’s thick shaft, drooling down my chin as he fucked my throat in shallow strokes. Beside me, Mia was getting the same treatment—Marcus’s massive dick splitting her open while she gagged happily on Derek’s cock. The wet, filthy sounds of skin slapping skin and sloppy blowjobs filled the house.“Such good little sluts,” Ryan praised from the side, his hand fisting in my hair to help guide Tyler deeper into my mouth. “Taking those cocks like you were made for it.”I came again hard on Jake’s dick, my pussy clamping down and squirting around him. He groaned, slowing just enough to let me ride it out before picking up speed. “That’s it, Sasha, milk my cock with that greedy cunt.”They switched after a few minutes. I was pulled off Jake and onto my back again, legs spread wide. R
RILEY POVI gasped as I rolled onto my bed, the soft sheets rustling beneath me. The house was completely quiet, no one was home. A slow smile crept onto my lips as I picked up my phone and scrolled through my messages, noticing Ethan was online. A teasing idea formed in my mind, and my heart bega
EMMA POV“What? I’m definitely not doing that.” My voice rose in disbelief as I stared at him, my brows pulling together and my hands tightening on the arm of the chair.“Well, you have no choice. Today is the last day for recruiting interns, so step up to your post,” he replied calmly.I scoffed l
EMMA“No, Mum, I’m not working at the family company, especially with Ryan there.” I muttered the words under my breath as I walked down the stairs behind her. My shoulders were stiff and my jaw clenched.“Sweetheart, it’s for your own good. Ryan is a sweet boy. He’s going to take care of you,” my
ARIEL“Your wish is my command princess” he said as he released me and stepped back a bit. “You want to be treated like my whores?”I nodded immediately, squeezing my thighs together to reduce the thumping of my pussy. “Then face the wall and get on your knees because I’m about to own your tight li







