ANMELDEN"I'm not gonna last," Leo warned, his thrusts becoming sloppy, desperate. "This is too fucking good. Where do you want it, princess? Huh? You want me to fill you up too? Mark what's left?" "Inside," she begged, the word torn from her. "Please, Leo, inside!" Her plea shattered his last shred of control. With a final, guttural roar, he slammed into her one last time, burying himself as deep as he could go. She felt him pulse, a hot, rushing flood joining what Marcus had already left inside her. The sensation of being filled by a second man, so soon after the first, triggered a convulsive, shattering orgasm that ripped through her with no warning. Her vision whited out, her body seizing around his dick, milking him dry as she screamed into the mattress. Leo collapsed over her back, his weight pressing her down, both of them slick with sweat and shuddering with aftershocks. He stayed inside her for a long moment, his breath hot on her neck. Slowly, he pulled out. The sound was wet,
When they broke apart, both men were breathing heavily. Marcus looked down at her, his expression one of dark triumph. "You see, my darling?" he purred, his hand stroking her cheek. "This is what I wanted. To see you utterly undone. To share you." He looked at Leo. "She's ready." Leo's grin was wolfish. "Who's first?" Marcus's smile was cold and possessive. "I am. She's mine. You'll have what's left." He moved between her legs, pushing them wider. He was bigger than Leo, thicker. She was so sensitive, so open from Leo's mouth and fingers, that the blunt head of his dick pressing against her entrance made her whimper. "Look at him, Chloe," Marcus ordered as he began to push inside, stretching her exquisitely. "Watch him watch me take what's mine." She turned her head. Leo was lying on his side beside them, propped on an elbow, his own dick in his hand, stroking slowly as he watched Marcus sink inch by inch into her willing body. His eyes were glued to where they joined, his expre
Chloe gasped, her head falling back against Marcus's chest as Leo leaned in, capturing her gasp with his mouth. His kiss wasn't like Marcus's practiced, controlling kisses. It was raw, hungry, all tongue and teeth and claiming pressure. Marcus worked her through the silk, his fingers circling her clit with precise, torturous strokes while Leo devoured her mouth. She was being pulled in two directions, owned from both sides. Marcus's other hand tugged her robe open, exposing her breasts to the cool air and Leo's hungry gaze. He broke the kiss, his breath hot on her skin as he looked down at her. "Fuck, Marcus," Leo groaned, his voice thick with lust. "You didn't tell me she'd be this perfect." Marcus chuckled darkly, pinching her nipple between his fingers, making her cry out. "I wanted it to be a surprise." Leo lowered his head, taking her other nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while his hand replaced Marcus's between her legs, pushing her panties aside and thrusting two fi
Chloe closed her eyes for a moment after finishing the final line, her fingers lingering on the page as though the words still held warmth."...wow."The whisper escaped before she could restrain it.She leaned back against the headboard, the diary open across her lap, her breathing gradually steadying, as if she were recovering from an experience she hadn't lived, yet somehow deeply felt.A quiet laugh followed, threaded with disbelief and admiration."Oh my God... this is incredible."She half-closed the diary, then reopened it, unable to separate herself from it for long."This man..." she muttered, almost to herself. "He's not just wild, he's... intentional. Like, everything was planned. Every detail."Resting against her pillow, she held it loosely while her gaze drifted back to the page."Honestly... I wish I had someone this thoughtful," she said with a soft sigh. "Not just throwing money around, but actually thinking... creating moments like this."Her eyes returned to the fir
The orgasm didn't crash over me; it erupted from within. A silent, powerful detonation of pure white light that seemed to radiate from our joined bodies out into the night sky. My body shook with it, my inner muscles milking him in relentless waves as I pressed my forehead against the cool glass, my eyes wide open, watching the world blur through a haze of tears of ecstasy. He held on for two more thrusts before he followed. His release was a hot flood inside me, a primal claim accompanied by a guttural cry that was swallowed by our private capsule. He slumped against me, his body heavy and spent, both of us supported by the glass as we hung suspended between heaven and earth. For a long time, we stayed like that, connected, breathing as one, watching the world stay perfectly still below us. Slowly, gently, he withdrew. He turned me in his arms and simply held me, our naked bodies pressed together in the center of the gondola. He kissed my hair, my temple, my lips, soft, chaste kiss
I heard the rasp of his zipper, the rustle of clothing. Then he was there, not entering me, but something else. The broad, hot crown of him nudged against a different entrance, one far tighter, untouched tonight. I gasped, my fingers splaying against the cold steel. "Jake..." "Shhh," he soothed, his other hand coming around to stroke my clit, which was already swollen and sensitive from before. "Just relax. Let me in here. I want all of you tonight. Every part." He pressed forward, insistent but not brutal. There was a burning stretch, a fullness so complete it bordered on pain before it melted into a deep, shocking pleasure. A broken cry tore from my throat as he seated himself fully within that impossibly tight channel. In the distorted reflection of the steel counter, I saw my own face, eyes wide with overwhelmed ecstasy. He began to move, shallow strokes at first, each one sending jolts of intense sensation through me. His fingers on my clit were merciless, knowing exactly how







