Masuk~MARCELLA~I can still feel it.Even as the warmth of the bathroom fades behind us… even as the air in my room brushes against my skin… even as Lucas’ arm wraps securely around me, guiding me forward….I can still feel everything.My body hums.My legs are weak….not just physically, but like something inside me has been completely unraveled and put back together in a different way. My heart won’t stop racing, and every little movement reminds me of what just happened… of how he touched me… how I let him.How I wanted him to.God.My cheeks burn as the memory flashes again….his voice in my ear, his hands on me, the way I completely lost control. I’ve never… ever felt like that before.And the craziest part?I’m not embarrassed.I’m… overwhelmed. Soft. Full. Safe.“Careful,” Lucas murmurs beside me, his voice low and steady as he tightens his hold on my waist.I lean into him instinctively.“I’ve got you.”And I believe him, completely.He helps me slowly towa
~LUCAS~I begin the way she did, by lathering her back. Her body is so soft and smooth and I decided to be very careful with her.I rub her gently, being sure not to give her any pain.Instead of trying a massage like she did, I run my hands up and down her shoulder blades and lower back, until I finally reach the bottom.She is very curvy with her deliciously built hips, and a perfect shaped ass that makes my dick ache just by looking at it.I don't even know what I'm doing, or if I'm doing it right.But I'm trusting my instincts, and the few times I decided to watch porn, I'm hoping I would do just great.Her moans last night told me she enjoyed my dick, but she's also doing part of the work.Now, I want to be in full control, and I just hope I do just fine.I fill my hands with her ass cheeks, hearing her little gasp of surprise as I rub and grip her there.This is where I'll hold her if she's riding me.I can't help thinking as I pictured Marcella straddlin
~MARCELLA~I'm loving this!I'm loving what is happening right now.I'm actually jerking Lucas off in the bath tub.Last night, I wasn't able to feel his thick, long, dick in my hands.But now, I'm making up for last night.I watch, mesmerized, as my hands move over his huge cock. He is so exactly the opposite of Xavier, my ex, that it doesn't feel real. I could have stroked Xavier with my thumb and forefinger…he was really not big. But with Lucas, it takes me both hands and when I get to the thick knot at the base, I can't even wrap all my fingers around it!Thoughts of him licking my pussy starts to fill my head. All the sinful thoughts I have always had every night start to flood my head again.Just the thoughts of him licking my pussy makes an image rise in my mind.I can almost see my Lucas, down on his knees with his face buried between my thighs as his tongue explores me.The mental image remains as I stroke his cock.Lucas is groaning now and I like ho
~LUCAS~The moment I step into the bathroom, everything shifts.The air is warmer in here… thicker somehow. Steam already clings faintly to the mirrors, like the room itself is anticipating what’s about to happen.And then there’s her.Marcella.Still in my arms… still soft against me… still very, very naked.My throat goes dry instantly.I try not to think about it, but I fail.“Lucas…” she murmurs, her voice quieter now, a little breathless, like she’s suddenly aware of everything too.I don’t answer immediately. I just walk us toward the bathtub, my grip tightening slightly as if I’m afraid she might disappear if I loosen it.Carefully, I lower her down into the tub.She settles against the smooth surface, her hair falling over her shoulders, her skin glowing under the soft bathroom light.For a second…I just stand there, looking at her.Completely gone.Completely lost.Marcella tilts her head slightly, a small smile playing on her lips as she notices the wa
~LUCAS~Warmth.That’s the first thing I feel.Not just any warmth… the kind that seeps into your bones, slow and deep, like you’ve been wrapped in something soft and safe for hours. My body feels heavy, relaxed in a way I’m not used to. No tension. No pain. Just… peace.For a few seconds, I don’t open my eyes.I just breathe.Soft sheets beneath me. A mattress that feels too good to be mine. The faint scent of something sweet and feminine in the air. My brows pull together slightly.Where am I?My eyes finally blink open, slow and lazy, still half-lost in sleep.The ceiling above me is unfamiliar….too clean, too perfect. Not the cracked paint of my apartment. Not the cheap fan spinning lazily above my bed.Confusion settles in, and then it finally hits me.I'm in Marcella's house. My girlfriend's house!And then I remember everything that happened last night.My heartbeat picks up slightly, not from panic… but from the sudden rush of memory.And that’s w
~MARCELLA~“Show me that gorgeous pussy of yours,” Lucas grunts and I do that.I pull my pussy lips apart, allowing him to see my very pink clit and pussy.His hand is now frantic on his dick and his mouth is wide open as I spread more legs wider for his better view.I'm feeling so exposed. So exposed, but I'm loving it too.I start playing with my clit and finger fucking myself while Lucas watches with open mouth.And I love that my thighs are shaking as I play with myself. I love the bounce of my breasts as I play with myself for him.I can feel and see it now.My Lucas is losing control.“Come here,” he grunts, still holding his dick in his hands.I walk seductively towards him slowly, and then I hover around his lap for just a moment.The music on my speaker changes as I carefully drop myself onto his dick so as not to cause him pain from his injuries, since he hasn't fully recovered.I drop all the way down on his rock hard dick with my hands on his should
~ELENA~Vincenzo pulls my lips into his. The contact is so soft it aches.Barely there. Barely human.He deepens it slowly, inexorably, like giving me time to back away.I don’t.I can’t.My breath falters. His hands slide down my spine, pulling me deeper into the shad
~ELENA~My chest tightens as I hold the key tight in my hands.Sophia Romano. What really happened to you?I move toward the closet on instincts. There are two closets in the room–one where my clothes are kept and the other that looks untouched, close to the shelf that was
~ELENA~Vincenzo can take my cunt, take my ass, take my throat. He can take me and do whatever he wants with me.When I see the anger in his stare, my heart leaps, because the rage has come from the depths of him.I give myself up completely as I choke and drool. He has
~VINCENZO~The bastard is on his knees, shaking and begging like a coward that he is.Sweat pours down his face even though the basement is freezing. His hands are tied behind the chair with industrial rope, the kind that bites through skin just by existing. His breath is f







