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Risky Desires: Steamy Short Stories.
Risky Desires: Steamy Short Stories.
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When A Criminal Fucks Good 1.

last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-01-29 17:10:39

Thalia’s POV.

“Turn around,” he ordered, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.

I did just that, feeling my nipples going numb through my crop top.

“TAP!”

He struck a hand against my ass cheek, the impact making my core clench and drip at the same time. His big, rough hands slowly rubbed my smooth cheeks, making me bite hard on my lips.

If I'd known he was this good with touching women, I'd have never agreed to come here. Now that I thought about that, I wasn't even supposed to be in this position with him.

Rocco was a criminal who'd stolen from Don Niko–my boss–and I was sent here because he had a weakness for women.

The plan was simple–seduce him, get high on pleasure and send him to his maker.

.

But that was far from what was happening right now.

A slick, cold object slamming into my ass hole pulled me back into reality.

“Hmm, yes,” I rasped in pleasure, loving how Rocco rotated the plug inside my hole.

Rocco's free hand cupped my cunt from behind, his firm palm rubbing back and forth, making me drip even more.

“So wet. You dirty little slut,” He grunted in my ears, pushing the plug deeper into me.

My heart pounded heavily against my chest as I arched my back, needing more of his hand rubs. As if on cue, he parted my cunt lips with fingers, gliding on either side.

The feel of that had my eyes fluttering close as I pressed my palms tighter against the wall, savoring the feel of those thick fingers teasing my slits.

I bit hard on my lips, my legs now slightly trembling as he pushed a finger into my entrance without warning.

“Fuckkkkk, ahhhh,” I moaned, my voice breaking into shuddery breaths as I slowly bounced on his fingers.

He curled his fingers deep inside me, his grunts echoing through my ears like he was thrusting into me.

The wet sounds of my cunt echoed through the space between us, but Rocco didn't stop finger-fucking me.

He kept at it, while my body thrummed with heat, my desire for lust now increasing by the minute. I groaned as he rotated the plug and his fingers almost at the same pace–fast and rough.

For a moment, I didn't regret letting the kiss escalate. I didn't regret not pulling the trigger the moment I saw him. I didn't even regret that Don Niko would possibly blow my head off if he found me in this state.

All I cared about were those thick fingers pleasuring my core so fast. My breaths came in short bursts as my moans increased.

“Yes, moan for me. Come on now, cum for me too,” he demanded, doubling his finger's speed.

My body tensed as the wave of my orgasm built deliciously towards my core. My folds grew more sensitive and my clit throbbed incessantly.

“Ro–mmhmm, ahhh,” I cried as my body crashed from the explosive orgasm.

My folds spasming and my body trembling occurred at the same time, my core clenching tightly around those fingers. Rocco pulled the plug from my ass hole, spanking me one more time before flipping me over.

He snagged a hand around my neck, lust written all over those piercing blue eyes. Spots of sweat appeared on his forehead as he pressed his body against mine, making me feel his hard length pressing against my thighs.

“You want that, don't you?” He 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.

He fondled me, reducing the pressure on my neck. He dropped his other hand on my boob, now massaging my chest in a way that made me grow wet all over again.

He didn't stop gliding his length against my thighs, and I didn't realize when I parted my legs, giving him access to my crotch.

“Come on baby. Beg for this cock,” he grunted, squeezing my boobs like it was his lifeline.

“Plea–please fuck me,” I choked out, my voice splitting between a whimper and a moan.

“That's my dirty slut,” he murmured, releasing his grip on my boobs.

That should have pissed me off. Hell, it should have made me punch him in the face. I mean, I was an assassin. Not a whore.

But judging from the way I clenched and unclenched down there, I doubt my body recognized that as degradation.

Rocco unzipped his pants, freeing his cock. My insides squirmed from the sight. He was long, thick, and had veins snaking around him down to his base.

He stroked himself with pride, and then he stopped. He lifted me, and then thrust himself into me without warning. My hands clutched the nape of his neck as he stretched me with his cock.

In no time, we found our rhythm. With his hands under my thighs, he guided me to ride him in the air. His groans increased as my ass slammed against his sacs from every bounce. The sounds of skin slapping skin echoed through the room as his cock chased pleasure.

The smell of sex lingered in the room, making my stomach knot. The thought of Don Niko killing me if he found out made me fuck him harder. He groaned louder as I clenched around his juicy cock, taking as much pleasure as he offered.

“So tight. Shit. I love that cunt of yours,” he rasped, his chest heaving as he slammed himself against a wall.

He closed his eyes, his fingers squeezing under my thighs even as he pushed me back and forth. My inner walls burned hotter, my clit throbbing incessantly. This was the kind of sex that would surely have me addicted to him.

My belly tensed as I felt the signs of another orgasm pushing towards my entrance. I tightened my grip around the nape of his neck, clenching my jaws as my senses focused on Rocco’s wicked thrusts.

“Ah–I’m–I’m–” I stuttered, unable to find proper words when my folds were on fire.

Before I got the chance to cum, Rocco suddenly dropped me onto the bed, pulling out of me. He hovered over me, my legs still circled around his waist.

Then he dropped his head closer to my neck, just in front of my ear.

“You were sent to kill me, weren't you?” He asked, the question sending literal shivers down my spine.

How the fuck did he find out?!

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