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FuckWith The Neighbour Upstairs Part 5
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“Good girl,” he purred, his voice a low, possessive rumble that vibrated through her very bones. “You’re a much better liar than I thought. That was hot. Listening to you tell him you loved him while my fingers were knuckle-deep in your cheating cunt.”Shame, hot and acidic, warred with the dark thrill that shot through her. She should have been horrified, repulsed. Instead, her pussy gave a traitorous clench, a fresh wave of slick heat coating her thighs. He saw it, of course he saw it. His smirk widened.“Look at you,” he taunted, stepping back and gesturing to the kitchen. “A mess. We made a mess. Clean it up.”Sofia slid off the island, her legs weak, his cum trickling down her inner thighs. She looked at the scattered breakfast plates, the spilled coffee. “What?”“You heard me,” he said, his voice dropping to a dangerously soft tone. He pulled a chair out from the table and sat, spreading his legs, his half-hard cock resting on his thigh like a sleeping serpent. “Naked. I want to
Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Erotic Stories In Bed With My Best Friend's Son part 7
Sofia’s eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she felt was the ache. A deep, insistent soreness between her thighs, a delicious, punishing reminder of how thoroughly she had been fucked. The second thing she felt was the sticky, cooling mess on her skin and the sheets, the tangible evidence of her sin. She was alone.Panic, cold and sharp, lanced through her. She sat up, the duvet pooling around her waist, and the ruined t-shirt, her last flimsy shield, lay in tatters on the floor. Her body was a roadmap of his possession—faint bruises on her hips where he’d gripped her, a tender mark on her breast where he’d bitten, the raw sensitivity of her nipples and her well-used pussy. She looked at the other side of the bed, at the indentation on the pillow where his head had been. The scent of him was still there, mingled with the musky, unmistakable smell of sex.What had she done? The question was a scream in her head. You became exactly what he said you were, a treacherous voice whispe
Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Erotic Stories In Bed With My Best Friend's Son Part 6
The day after the kitchen counter sin dragged on like sweet torture, every hour stretching longer than the last while my body hummed with the memory of his fingers buried deep inside me, curling mercilessly until I shattered around them, gushing over his hand in a flood I could not control or forget. I avoided him all morning, locking myself in the study with emails I barely read, thighs pressed together under the desk as fresh wetness gathered between them every time I shifted and felt the faint soreness he had left behind, a delicious ache that made my clit throb with renewed hunger. Lunch was tense and silent on the terrace, him sitting across from me in nothing but those low-slung shorts, eyes tracing the curve of my breasts under my thin blouse, smirking every time I squirmed in my seat, knowing exactly why my cheeks flushed and my nipples hardened against the fabric.By evening the anticipation had become unbearable, my skin feverish, pussy slick and empty no matter how many tim
Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Erotic Stories In Bed With My Best Friend's Son part 5
The days blurred into an agonizing haze of near-misses and stolen glances that left Sofia perpetually flushed and aching, her body a live wire humming with tension every time Lucas entered a room. His presence alone was enough to make her thighs clench and her nipples tighten against whatever she was wearing. He had taken to wandering the mansion in nothing but loose sweatpants that hung low on his hips, the deep V of muscle drawing her eyes downward no matter how hard she tried to look away. His tattooed chest and arms flexed casually as he poured coffee or leaned against doorframes, watching her with that dark, patient hunger that promised he knew exactly how wet he made her. His hands found excuses to touch her constantly—a palm pressing into the small of her back as he guided her through narrow hallways, fingers lingering too long on her waist when he reached past her for a glass, or his thigh brushing hers under the dining table during meals, the heat of him seeping through fabri
Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Erotic Stories In Bed With My Best Friend's Son part 4
Sofia fled back to her room on legs that barely held her, the thin nightslip twisted around her thighs, sticky with the fresh slickness that had gathered between her legs while she watched him stroke that thick, veined cock with her stolen panties pressed to his face like a sacrament. The hallway felt endless in the dark, moonlight casting long shadows that danced mockingly across the marble floors, and by the time she shut her door behind her, the ache had
Sinful Nights: A Filthy Collection of Erotic Stories In Bed With My Best Friend's Son part 3
Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the kitchen the next morning, turning the marble counters gold and making the air smell like fresh coffee and the sea breeze that drifted in from the open terrace doors. Sofia had barely slept, her body tangled in sheets that still carried the faint musk of her own desperation. Every time she closed h
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