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CODE BLUE FOR MORALS

ผู้เขียน: Liora Cross
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CHAPTER 4

Valentina’s body was still trembling from the aftershocks when Rafael rolled her onto her back. The narrow bed creaked under their combined weight, but neither of them cared. The red emergency lights had dimmed even further, casting everything in a haze of crimson shadows that made his face look sharper, more dangerous. His eyes were almost black now, pupils blown wide with raw want.

He knelt between her thighs, hands sliding up her legs with deliberate slowness, pushing her scrub pa
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  • Temptation's Playground    Fucking myself deeper than he ever had (4)

    I could not take it anymore. The heat between my legs had become unbearable, a steady throb that matched the frantic beat of my heart. My shorts were drenched, the cotton clinging to every swollen fold, my clit pulsing angrily against the soaked fabric. Every video pushed me closer to the edge, but the barrier of clothing only made the ache sharper, more desperate. I needed more. I needed direct touch. I needed release.My hands shook as I pushed back from the desk. The laptop screen still glowed with her latest video paused mid-moan, her pussy stretched wide around a thick silicone cock, juices glistening on her thighs. I stood on unsteady legs, walked to the nightstand, and opened the bottom drawer. There it was: the toy I had bought on a whim over a year ago and barely used. A sleek pink rabbit vibrator, curved for g-spot pressure, with soft silicone ears designed to hug the clit perfectly. I had hidden it away out of guilt, but tonight guilt had no place here.I grabbed it, along

  • Temptation's Playground    Fucking myself deeper than he ever had(3)

    The video kept playing. Her fingers were relentless now, three of them slamming deep into her soaked pussy with wet, obscene slaps that echoed through my headphones. She angled the camera lower so I could see every detail: the way her smooth lips stretched around her plunging fingers, the creamy wetness coating her hand, the way her swollen clit peeked out, begging for attention. She pulled her fingers free with a filthy squelch, spread her pussy wide open for the lens, showing the pink, glistening inside clenching on nothing. Then she slapped her clit lightly, once, twice, making herself moan loud and shameless.My breath came shallow and fast. My nipples strained against the thin fabric of my T-shirt, hard and aching. I squeezed my breasts again, harder this time, digging my fingers into the soft flesh, imagining her hands instead of mine. I rolled my nipples between thumb and forefinger, tugging until the sharp pleasure made my hips jerk forward in the chair.On screen she brought

  • Temptation's Playground    Fucking myself deeper than he ever had (2)

    I sank onto the couch, the silk dress crumpling beneath me as my body folded in on itself. Tears came fast and hot, sliding down my cheeks in silent streams. The fairy lights twinkled mockingly overhead, the candles flickered like they were laughing at me, and the rich smell of garlic shrimp pasta mocked every careful plan I had made. What did I do wrong? The question looped in my head, over and over. Was I too clingy? Not affectionate enough? Did he meet someone at the conference? Was I bad in bed? Not pretty enough anymore? The thoughts clawed at me, sharp and relentless, until my chest ached with every sob I tried to swallow. I do not know how long I sat there, knees drawn up, face buried in my hands, letting the tears soak my palms. Hours maybe. The candles burned lower, wax pooling on the coffee table. The food cooled into a congealed mess. My phone stayed dark and silent on the counter. There was no follow-up text, no explanation, nothing. Just those eight cold words: Lena, I’

  • Temptation's Playground    Fucking myself deeper than he ever had (1)

    ~Lena’s POV~ “Listen,” Jasmine said, leaning forward on my couch with that wicked sparkle in her eyes, wine sloshing dangerously close to the rim of her glass. “I’m telling you, there is nothing…absolutely nothing,like sliding two fingers over your clit after a long day and just letting go. Last weekend I had the apartment to myself and I swear I spent forty minutes edging and teasing my pussy until it was so swollen and wet I could hear every little stroke. When I finally rubbed hard and fast I came so hard my legs shook for ages. I still get wet thinking about it.” Naomi laughed, stretching out in the armchair like a satisfied cat. “Please. I’ve been obsessed with my glass dildo lately. I get it ice-cold from the fridge, lie back, spread my legs wide and slide it in slow. The chill plus the pressure on my g-spot? Lethal. I don’t even touch my clit half the time and I still come screaming. Solo sex is elite. No awkward rhythm, no guessing games…just pure, selfish pleasure.” They bo

  • Temptation's Playground    YES MA'AM

    CHAPTER 5By 7:45 I was a wreck.I stood in front of my mirror in nothing but the thin leather collar she’d left in my desk drawer. It was soft, black, with a small silver ring at the front subtle enough to hide under a blouse, but impossible to ignore once you knew it was there. I’d put it on the second I got home. I couldn't wait. The leather felt cool against my skin at first, then warmed quickly, like it remembered her hands.I’d showered twice. Shaved everywhere. Moisturized until my skin gleamed. No makeup she liked me bare. Just lip balm so my mouth looked soft and ready. I chose nothing under the long black coat she’d told me to wear. The lining brushed my nipples with every move, a constant reminder.At 7:58 I left my apartment. Coat buttoned to the throat. Heels clicking on the sidewalk. The vibrator from earlier was in my purse just in case. I didn’t know why I brought it. Maybe because she hadn’t said to leave it behind.The drive to her penthouse was torture. Every red

  • Temptation's Playground    Yes, Ma’am (4)

    CHAPTER 4Elena’s POVThe rest of the afternoon dragged so badddd.I sat at my temporary desk outside her office, pretending to format the slide deck while my body screamed. The vibrator was gone, but the ghost of it lingered every shift in the chair made me clench, every memory of her thumb brushing my lip made my clit throb. I crossed my legs. Uncrossed them. Crossed them again. The lace of my panties was soaked through. I could smell myself faint, musky, and embarrassed.Valentina hadn’t called me back in.Not yet.I kept glancing at her door. Closed. Silent. Like she was waiting for me to crack first.At 5:45 p.m. the floor started emptying. Assistants packing up, lights dimming section by section. I stayed. Of course I stayed.At 6:02 her door opened.“Elena.”Just my name. Low. Calm.I stood so fast the chair scraped.She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, suit jacket gone, camisole clinging to her curves. Hair is still perfect. Makeup is still perfect. But her eyes… Th

  • Temptation's Playground    STRIP FOR YOUR RENT (3)

    CHAPTER 3The lock clicks. The sound echoes in the small VIP room like a gunshot.I turn back to face him.Kai hasn’t moved from the couch. Legs spread wide, one arm draped along the backrest, drink forgotten on the side table. His eyes are locked on me dark, steady, burning. The red lights paint h

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  • Temptation's Playground    BLESS ME, FATHER(5)

    CHAPTER 5Midnight arrives like a sin already committed.The convent is asleep. No bells, no footsteps, only the faint creak of old wood settling and the distant hoot of an owl beyond the walls. I leave my cell barefoot, habit discarded on the narrow bed, wearing only the thin linen shift that clin

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  • Temptation's Playground    BLESS ME, FATHER(3)

    CHAPTER 3Tuesday arrives like a held breath. The convent wakes the same way it always does bell at dawn, feet on cold stone, murmured prayers—but everything feels sharper now, edged. Colors brighter. Sounds closer. My skin too aware of the wool brushing against it.I spend the morning in the garde

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  • Temptation's Playground    BLESS ME, FATHER(4)

    CHAPTER 4The rest of Wednesday drags like slow honey every bell, every chore, every whispered prayer stretching the hours until compline. I move through the convent in a haze, hands busy but mind elsewhere. The garden roses seem to mock me with their open petals. The kitchen steam clings to my sk

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