INICIAR SESIÓN⚠️⚠️Warning!⚠️⚠️ Contents of this book contains STRAIGHT, LESBIAN and GAY sex. If you're not into all three, I’d advise you to stop here. But if you love them all…then I dare you to read these hot stories without craving forbidden pleasure. ~~ “You want that, don't you?” Rocco asked, pinching my left nipple through my top as he rubbed himself against my thighs. A helpless sound escaped my lips, my lungs now begging for air under his chokehold. He pinched my nipple once more, cupping my boob in a tight squeeze. I whimpered, both from the pressure on my neck, and the teasing on my nipples. “No baby. Use your words,” he instructed, his hand moving to my right boob. When Thalia–an assassin–was sent to murder her latest target, she expected a quick mission. She didn't expect to be in bed with the man she was meant to destroy. Caught between duty and desire, one mistake could cost her everything. Because if her boss finds out… She won't live to tell the story. In this erotic collection, pleasure is dangerous and survival? Never guaranteed.
Ver másTanesha's POV. “Touch me please,” I ordered, spreading my legs wider on the kitchen island. He nodded vigorously, burying his face in between my legs. He exhaled on my folds, making my breath hitch. The aroma of ramen and juice filled the air, reminding me of how wrong this was to do in the kitchen. But my body was too needy to stop. His hands firmly held on to either side of my thighs, his tongue moving up and down my core, making me drip even more. I hummed softly, arching my hips forward as he circled around my clit. He sucked my clit really hard, the feeling making my brain experiencing short–circuits. And then he moved back to gliding up and down my slits. The feel of that slick tongue pleasuring made me bite hard on my lips, trying to fight back my moan. If my husband found out I was getting pleasured by our chef instead of supervising him, I’d lose my life. That was one of the disadvantages of getting married to one of the wealthiest Mafia lords in the city. Their puni
Thalia's POV. My eyes widened in horror the moment I heard that. Death? I knew I was going to die someday, but I never for once thought that I'd die by the hands of a criminal. That would be too much of a disgrace. I struggled to breath, my hands now clawing his big arm but Rocco didn't let go. His grin never faltered, even as he finger-fucked me. The sounds of his finger pushing back and forth echoing through the room, a reminder of how shameless I grew. Christ. I curled my hands into fists, launching them onto his arm one after the other, but his grip only tightened. Using his grip on my neck, he pushed me until my back collided with concrete. Then his fingers inside me slowed as he shook his head pitifully, “you should never have thought with your cunt. Look at you, so helpless.” His mocking words ignited a pure, unchecked rage through my insides. The last thing I was, was helpless. And I was going to prove that. But how? I couldn't speak, I couldn't get his hand off. And
Thalia's POV. Rocco's eyes widened, but not from surprise. From amusement. He rose up slowly from the chair, his lips curling into the most evil smirk I’d ever seen. He lifted both hands in the air, “I surrender.” My heart skipped a beat. Why wasn't he scared? Why should I even bother? The plan was to kill him and go on with my life. I curled my fingers around the trigger, “Head or chest? Pick your best spot.” Instead of doing that, he moved closer. Every step echoing through the room like a deadly warning. Emotions bubbled in my throat, my insides knotting painfully from seeing him approach me instead of backing off. “That was not a very smart way to act around your target, you know.” he said, his tone dropping low. For a second, my brain went blank. He knew I was sent to kill him, and he still fucked me? Why did he let things escalate? Was there a tiny chance that he felt attracted? While I was busy processing those thoughts, I noticed he was about to close the distance
Thalia's POV.I felt my blood run cold the moment he said that. Every rush of dopamine in my veins became replaced with adrenaline.He slowly lifted his head to face me, his eyes still carrying the same darkness I'd seen when I walked in. I racked my head, searching for the best way to respond to him. But no words came to mind.My core ached from the loss of his thick length, my heart palpating from the fear that he might kill me.Shit.This was game over.“Answer me, doll.” He demanded, his tone icy and sharp.I blinked back, swallowing hard.“Wha–what are you talking about?” I inquired, leaning onto my go-to move in times of trouble–pretense.He couldn't get the truth if I played innocent.But I couldn't shake off the feeling that instead of helping me finish, he might just pull the trigger on me.His brows twitched, his expression void of any emotion.“Aren't you Thalia Rox? Weren't you sent here to kill me?” He asked both questions at once, his eyes narrowing.So he wasn't sure? G












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