LOGINNearly a half-hour passed and neither of them could sleep a wink. The fire that raged in their loins was almost unbearable. "Are you asleep, hunny?" Crystal whispered. "No," her boy answered. "Do you wanna try a different position? See if that would be more comfortable?" Hal loved cuddling with her this way and certainly was in no hurry to stop, but wondered what other position she had in mind. "Sure, we can." "Let's roll onto our sides," the mother directed. Facing one another, they wrapped their arms around each other; Hal around his mom's upper body and Crystal around her boy's neck with her milkers squashed against him. Instead of intertwining their legs the traditional way, Crystal kept him between her legs so she could keep their heated crotches pressed together. "How's that…better?" she asked. "Yes, this is nice too," Hal answered. His erection was now sandwiched between his abdomen and his mother's soft, hai
Hal watched his mom sashay across his room on bare feet. Her oversized tit-melons trembled heavily beneath her flimsy robe. The mother paused at his bedside, smiling down at him, her alluring hazel eyes staring into his. "There's only one problem with me sleeping in your bed with you, although it may not be a problem at all," she stated. "What is it?" Hal asked. "I sleep naked." Hal gulped excitedly, his heart-rate increasing. "That's not a problem with me, mom," he told her. "Won't dad get upset though?" She glanced back at his locked door, then back at her boy. Her lips curled mischievously. "I can keep a secret if you can?" "I can keep a secret," Hal nodded. "Does that mean I can be naked too?" His mom's seductive stare pierced all the way to his boy-cock. "I'd like that," she whispered. He wasted no time shedding his briefs, make his eight-inch cock-muscle slap back against his abdomen. Cryst
The words landed like a stone in my chest. Not the first time he’d said it. Definitely not the last. But hearing it again, in that matter-of-fact tone, like he wasn’t asking so much as expecting, set something off inside me. I laughed weakly, trying to deflect. “You’re insane. We’ve known each other… what? A handful of nights?” “Doesn’t matter,” Cassian said flatly, pushing off the door frame. He crossed the room with slow, steady steps, every inch of him radiating fucking deadly confidence. He set the mug on the nightstand, then crouched by the bed, crowding into my space. His damp hair dripped onto my bare chest as he leaned close. “You belong here. With me. You know it. I know it.” I swallowed hard, pulse kicking up. “You don’t even ask nicely.” His lips curved, almost tender if not for the intensity in his eyes. “I don’t do nice, Liam. I do real. And I don’t let go of what’s
Liam POV The night around us seemed to quiet all at once, as I put my tongue out to taste Cassian. As he shivered, his back instinctively bent lower to allow me more access, I grabbed his hips with both of my hands, loving the taste of him and wanting more. The entire house was deadly silent except for Cassian's occasional intake of breath, as though the house and the city itself were holding its breath.... Waiting... Watching. I let my tongue push deeper into his rosebud, turning and twisting till I heard him moan softly. I took my tongue out and slowly inserted my fingers, rimming him lightly, and adding little pressure while my other hand found his balls. The feel of his tight ass, of his full hangi
Liam's POVMoving into Cassian's house was more intense than I thought. But then again, the man was as intense as they fucking come. I worked remotely, so I didn't need to clock in or show up at work in perso so living with him did not cause any serious disruption to my life. What it did was to ground me, his presence was a constant part of the house. Cassian's aura filled the walls, the sofa's, the the air... Everywhere!!!In the one week since I had moved in, we had fucked on every surface of the house, flat and rough alike!! And one one of those days, the evening stretched quiet around us, the city lights a haze against Cassian’s loft windows. He sat with one arm slung across the back of the couch, relaxed, smug in that way that always made me want to both kiss and shake him.I slid closer until our knees touched.“Cassian,” I said, my voice lower than I expected. “Give me a chance to show you a good time toni
Liam's POV I spent another night in Cassian's place. For the most part because I just could not bring myself to leave... I could not even open my mouth to come up with a reason or an excuse to go back to my place and my life. When I woke up, I was immediately hit with the smell of coffee and the faint sound of water running somewhere in the apartment. For a moment, I laid still on Cassian’s bed, staring at the ceiling, my body still heavy and sore from the night before. He had fucked me on almost every flat surface of his house... I felt like my body was now tattooed on every part of his home. It made me feel weird... In a good way. My skin ached in all the places he’d touched me, and there was no denying the bruises on my hips, and the rawness in my throat. I should have felt wrecked, maybe even humiliated, but all I felt was this gnawing pull that wouldn’t let me go.Cassian.I rolled onto my side, catch
Sarah's phone buzzed softly on the nightstand. It was probably a reply from Mark. She didn’t reach for it. Instead she stayed there, breathing slow, pussy still tender and wet, caught between the anger and the unwanted heat the memory had stirred up all over again. Sarah lay there for another long
Sarah was so fucking horny...She was literally dripping into her already soaking panties. She slammed the front door shut and kicked off her heels, the sound sharp in the quiet house. Her skin felt too fucking tight with need pooling between her legs. She’d been wet for hours, the ache building t
Sarah’s fingers gripped the edge of the desk tighter, her breasts pressed flat against the scattered papers, nipples hard against the cool ink. Mark’s mouth was relentless between her thighs—tongue dragging slowly through her soaked folds, sucking noisily on her dripping pussy like he couldn’t get e
Sarah pulled into the parking lot outside Barrister Mark Thompson’s office building at 6:54 PM, her hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles paled. Her heart hammered against her ribs. She checked her reflection in the rearview mirror—cheeks flushed deep pink, pupils blown wide, lip







