ANMELDENChapter 5 - Insane Sex He fucked me hard from the start. His hips slammed into mine and his hands braced on either side of my head and his breath hot against my throat, and I wrapped my legs around his waist and took it, took every stroke, felt my tits bounce with every thrust. "I want to ride you," I heard myself say. He stopped. He pulled out and rolled onto his back and looked up at me with that not-nice smile. "Then come on top of me.โ I climbed on top of him. I straddled his hips and reached down and guided him to my pussy and sank down onto him in one slow motion, and the stretch of it made my mouth fall open and my eyes roll back. He filled me up completely from this angleโฆ deeper than before, hitting something inside me that made my whole body shudder, and I sat there for a moment with my hands braced on his chest and my breath coming in short gasps. "Start moving," he said and spanked my ass. I whimpered, and then I moved. I rolled my hips and lifted mys
Chapter 4 - Fucking Me Senseless. He didn't leave. He just stood there at the foot of the bed with his belt in his hand and looked down at meโฆ sprawled across the duvet with my dress on the floor and my thighs slick and my whole body still tremblingโฆ and something in his face shifted. "Get up," he said. I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees. My arms were shaking. I didn't look at him. "Lie down on your back." I rolled over. The duvet was cool against my overheated skin and I lay there with my legs still spread and my chest rising and falling and my eyes fixed on the ceiling. He climbed onto the bed and settled between my thighs and I felt the head of his cock press against me againโฆ still hard, still thick, still coated in everything we'd just done. "Look at me," he said. I looked at him. He pushed inside me in one long stroke and I gasped and arched my back and gripped the duvet on either side of me. He was still so deep, still so thick, and my body was
Chapter 3 - The Guest Room He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his shirt unbuttoned and his belt loose, and he looked up when I came in and smiled. "Lock the door." I locked it. He stood up and crossed the room and took my face in both hands and kissed me again. His hands slid down my sides and found the zipper of my dress and pulled it down in one long motion. "Turn around," he said against my mouth. I turned around. He pushed the dress off my shoulders and it pooled at my feet and I stood there in my underwear with my back to him and my whole body trembling. "Bend over the bed." I bent over the bed. The duvet was soft under my hands and I gripped it and stared at the wall and tried to breathe. I heard his belt hit the floor. I heard the sound of his zipper. I felt his hands on my hips, pulling my underwear down, and then I felt the head of his cock press against me. "Ahhโฆ" He pushed inside me in one long stroke. He slid in inch by inch, and the stre
Chapter 2 - The Bathroom The door opened and it was him. He stepped inside and closed it behind him without a sound, and I stood frozen at the sink with my hands still under the faucet and my heart slamming against my ribs. "Wrong door," I said. I kept my voice even. I turned off the faucet and reached for the towel and dried my hands. "The one you're looking for is back down the hall." He didn't move. He just leaned against the door with his arms crossed and watched me the way he'd been watching me all night. "You're Daniel's brother," I said, like I was reminding him who he was. "I am." "Then you should go back to the table before someone notices you're gone." "They won't notice." He tilted his head. I set the towel down and turned to face him. "I need to get back.โ He pushed off the door and took a step toward me. "I know about you and Marcus." The name hit me like cold water. I felt my whole body go rigid and my face go hot and I gripped the edge of the sin
Chapter 1 - The Fiance's Brother The mirror in our bedroom was fogged at the edges from my shower, and I stood in front of it in my underwear with two dresses laid out on the bed behind me, trying to decide which one made me look like the kind of woman Daniel's parents would approve of. "Stop overthinking it," Daniel said from the doorway. He was already dressed and he was leaning against the frame with his arms crossed and a smile on his face. "You look beautiful in both of them." "That's not helpful." "Iโm serious. Whatever you put on always suits you.โ I picked up the green one and held it against my chest. "What if they hate me?" "They won't hate you." "What if your mother thinks I'm not good enough for you?" "She's not going to think that way." He crossed the room and took the dress out of my hands and set it back on the bed. Then he put his hands on my waist and pulled me against him and looked down at me with that steady, patient look he got when I was spiraling. "May
Chapter 5 - The Mirror He got up off the bed first and reached down and took my hand and pulled me up to my feet. My legs were still shaking and I had to grab his arm to keep from stumbling, and he put a hand on my lower back and steered me across the apartment toward the little bathroom in the corner. "Come on," he said. "Let's get you cleaned up." I nodded and let him walk me in there. The bathroom was small and bright and clean, just like the rest of the place, with a sink and a mirror and a shower stall with a glass door. He reached in and turned the water and I stood there in the doorway with my arms crossed over my chest and waited for him to leave just so I could step in. He didn't leave. He leaned back against the doorframe with his arms folded and watched me, and I could feel his eyes on my back the whole time. I ignored him. I turned toward the sink and started scrubbing my body, and then I bent over to scrub my thighs. I had just gotten my hand wet when I
I went upstairs, my heart hammering like a drum against my ribs. I pulled on black leggings and a long, oversized shirt, though it did little to hide the way my breath hitched. I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I didn't know what I was feeling. Good? Bad? Happy? Sad? Definitely not sa
I froze. My heart dropped into my stomach, then started pounding against my ribs so hard I could barely breathe. The screen was still glowing, showing the end of the scene. I looked at the darkness near the stairs, then back at Vaughan."I... I just came down to get a glass of water," I liedโa very
The studio was a furnace. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, expensive cologne, and the raw, heavy energy of sex. Mr. Rowe and his daughter had just finished their sessionโtheir forbidden, sweet, sticky session of fucking on camera. My skin felt too tight. My blood was roaring in my ears.
My slides didnโt make a sound. I moved like a ghost, my toes pressing into the cold tiles as I crept toward the basement door.This was the third time this week I had found myself creeping into this forbidden site. Every time I did it, my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. The h







