LOGINDelaney My hands fisted in the front of his coat. I could taste the faint mint of whatever he’d had earlier, with something darker underneath. Every filthy thing he’d ever typed to me was suddenly real and solid, pressing me into the edge of the exam table, and I couldn’t get enough.When he finally pulled back, we were both breathing hard. His forehead rested against mine for a second, and his hand was still high on my thigh, his fingers sliding beneath the hem of my skirt like he couldn’t help himself.I was the one who broke the silence.“I’m sorry,” I whispered. My voice sounded wrecked. “I didn’t… I wasn’t trying to…”“Don’t.”He kissed me again, slower this time, like he was trying to calm me down and ruin me at the same time. When he spoke, his lips brushed mine with every word.“Don’t apologize for wanting me, when all I’ve been thinking about since you sent me a picture of your lips and tits was to fucking taste every ounce of you.”My face burned hotter.I swallowed and for
Delaney Doctor Logan’s hand left my thigh so suddenly that it almost felt like a loss. I blinked up at him, still half-sprawled across the exam table with my skirt rucked up and my heart beating so hard I could feel it in my chest. He didn’t say anything. Instead, he stepped back, pulled off his gloves with the same calm precision he seemed to do everything with, and reached into the pocket of his white coat. His phone. I watched him type something with one hand, his thumb moving quickly and confidently across the screen. Whatever he was doing, his expression didn’t give anything away. When he finished, he placed the phone face-down on the counter beside the sink before turning back toward me. He didn’t come closer. He simply leaned against the counter with his arms loosely crossed, watching me with that same unreadable expression. The silence stretched between us, and I suddenly wanted the ground to open and swallow me whole. What was I actually thinking would happen. If he co
DelaneyThe door clicked shut behind me, and the quiet of the private office settled over us like a held breath.Doctor Logan gestured toward the exam table.“Please take a seat.”I climbed up, the short black skirt riding higher on my thighs. The lace underneath shifted with every small movement, making me painfully aware of what I was wearing. My cheek still stung from Cherry’s slap, and I could feel the heat of the mark spreading across my skin.He pulled on a pair of gloves, the snap of the latex sounding ridiculously loud in the quiet room.“What brings you in today?”I touched the side of my face but didn’t say anything.Doctor Logan eyed me for a moment before turning his attention back to his clipboard.“Uhm…”I stammered, suddenly finding it way easier to say I could pull this off than actually sitting here in his office. Now that I was here, I wasn’t so sure anymore.He leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs before dropping the clipboard onto his desk.“I don’t bite, M
DelaneyI didn’t even remember walking out of the bathroom.One second, I was shaking Cherry’s hand like a complete fucking idiot, and the next, I was power-walking down the hallway with my heart trying to claw its way out of my throat. My hands were trembling so badly that I almost dropped my bag twice. The deal kept replaying in my head on a fucking loop.If I can get Doctor Logan to fuck me…What the actual shit had I just done?I was still muttering under my breath when I turned the corner too fast and slammed straight into a solid wall of a man.Everything went flying.My bag hit the floor first, followed by my books, pens, half-crumpled notes, and phone, all scattering across the polished tiles like evidence of how badly I was falling apart.“Shit, sorry,” I gasped, already dropping to my knees to grab everything.A deep voice answered above me.“It’s fine. Let me help.”I barely looked up. I was too busy trying not to have a full mental breakdown in the middle of the hallway. A
Delaney I stared at my reflection and understood exactly why the girls hated me. Same thick-framed glasses. Same soft, round face that still looked like it belonged in high school. I’d begged Mum for contacts a hundred times, but she’d rather lose her shit than let anything near my eyes. So here I was—looking like the boring little nerd they all wrote off. Joke’s on them. I’d read enough smut to last three lifetimes. I cursed like a sailor. And I was a fucking horny freak who got wet from the sound of a deep voice saying filthy things through a phone speaker. That was why I was here. I shoved into the farthest stall, locked it, and propped my phone against the wall at the perfect angle—outfit on full display, face carefully out of frame. My fingers worked the buttons of my shirt open one by one, slow and deliberate, until the black lace of my bralette spilled into view. My nipples were already tight. Just the thought of him watching made my thighs press together. We’d b
Alessio Like a man possessed, Tyrone stood up. His cock looked even bigger up close—thick, dark, the head shiny and already dripping. He walked over still stroking himself and stopped right behind me. The heat of his body hit the backs of my thighs. He reached down, wrapped his fingers around the end of the crucifix, and slowly pulled it out of me. The emptiness made me sob. “Fuck—don’t take it out, please—” He tossed the wet silver onto the altar beside my head. Then he dropped to his knees behind me. Both of his hands grabbed my ass and spread me open wide. I felt completely exposed, hole twitching and shiny with oil in the cold air. “Look at this pretty little hole,” he muttered, voice rough. “All stretched and dripping for me. You’ve been fucking yourself with a cross like a desperate slut and still this thing is greedy for more.” I felt his breath against my skin, so close and hot. Then his tongue. He dragged the flat of it slowly from my balls all the way up over my ho
I pulled off his thick cock with a wet pop, my swollen lips glistening. My fingers kept rubbing tight circles on my swollen clit, the pleasure making my thighs tremble. The stranger’s deep voice sent fresh heat through me as he spoke again. “I want to taste you, baby. Spread those legs and let
I slipped quietly through the back door, my pulse racing with excitement. Gosh I had missed Tyler. My pussy clenched at the thought of his name and I clasped my palm over my mouth to hold back my moan. It was what? Two weeks? Vibrators can only manage a sex crazed girl like me. The house wa
My heart slammed against my ribs as I stared at Jake standing in the doorway. Heat flooded my face, and embarrassment rushed through me so fast I felt dizzy. Aiden was still buried deep inside me, his body warm and heavy against mine. I pushed at his chest, trying to scramble away, but his hands he
I had a crush on Aiden for as long as I could remember. It started innocent enough, watching him laugh with Jake in our driveway, but it had grown into something deeper, hotter, something that kept me awake at night imagining his hands on me. Now I wanted more than just to watch from the sidelines.







