INICIAR SESIÓNAfter a few minutes of relentless riding, he shifted, pulling me forward until my back rested against the desk. He lifted my legs, spreading them wide, and positioned himself between them. The cool surface of the desk pressed against my back as he lined his cock up with my entrance again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close as he thrust into me with a force that made the desk shudder.He began to pound into me, hard and relentless, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure up my spine. I dug my heels into the wooden edge of the desk, arching my back to meet his drive. His hands gripped my thighs, leaving red marks that would linger, and he leaned down to nip at my neck, his teeth scraping just enough to sting.“Look at you, taking Daddy’s cock like a good slut,” he rasped, his voice thick with lust. “You’re going to cum all over my dick, aren’t you?” I could only nod, words lost in the haze of sensation. My pussy clenched around him, milking his length as he dr
Aiden's company occupied one of the few towering buildings the city could boast of. The massive structure stretched confidently into the sky, its mirrored windows shimmering beneath the sun as though reminding everyone who truly ruled the business world. I brought out my phone and called him again. He didn't pick up this time, but sent a text. [I WOULD BE A FEW MINUTES LATE. COME UPSTAIRS AND WAIT FOR ME.] Yeah, typical tycoon behavior. I stepped out of the car and walked into the company. I was greeted by the receptionist as I walked past her and headed straight for the private elevator. Only a few people knew me here, some stared at me like I was one of those models who work their way up with men like Andre. I don't really think my life was so different from that description. I got into the elevator and watched them one more time before the doors shut. Fools. The elevator chimed open and I stepped into the executive floor. It feels like a totally different building from th
Aiden left for his company, later in the day, leaving me all alone in the house. I had asked them to let me go to college. But my mother always says I'm too young. What does she know about me to make that decision? I paced around my room in fresh clothes and massive boredom. Then, my stomach growled.“Yeah, I haven't had breakfast yet.” Just hot seeds from Aiden. I giggled at the thought. My mom said I was too young. But I had literally slept with both of the men she married. What else was she scared of? I walked out of my room and beelined down the stairs to the kitchen. One of the servants was there. “Can I have something to eat, please?” I asked. She turned to me and nodded in response.“Thanks.” I said, grabbing a bag of chips from the shelf and walking to the dining table.I don't have a memory of my mother dining with me– from both marriages. I always had dinner with my dad and now, stepdad. I couldn't remember a single birthday dinner. Not one breakfast. Not one conversa
I felt his cock still pulsing inside me, thick ropes of cum painting my walls as my own orgasm rippled through me. My pussy clenched around him greedily, milking every drop while my thighs trembled from the intensity. The water lapped at our skin, warm and soothing, but nothing could calm the fire still burning between us."Fuck, princess... you feel too good," Andre growled against my ear, his hands sliding from my breasts down to grip my hips with bruising force. His cock hadn't softened at all. It stayed rock-hard, buried deep, twitching as he recovered. "Daddy's not done with you yet."Before I could catch my breath, he pulled out with a wet sound that made me whimper at the sudden emptiness. My cunt ached, dripping with his cum and my own juices, but he wasn't giving me time to recover. He spun me around in the water, lifting me like I weighed nothing, and pressed my back against the smooth edge of the tub."Legs up," he ordered, and I obeyed instantly, wrapping my thighs ar
“Angela, why did you think that I missed her?” He asked as he sat across from me in the tub, our legs brushing in the cramped confines of the tub, and his large frame taking up more of the space.I didn't respond to him. I watched as his naked body reacted to mine. The way his dick kept twitching at me as the water swayed it.“You need your mom around. That was what caused the argument this morning. I wasn't asking for me, it was for you.” He explained as he looked at me. “How did you feel after talking to a wall?” He chuckled at my question.“A great and rude description but she is still your mom.” What was he trying to do here?“Is she still your wife?” I asked, crossing my arms on my chest while staring at him. “Okay, I see your point. But was she always like this? A chronic workaholic?” He asked, genuinely curious about his own wife.“Maybe you should have asked questions before marrying her. Don't bore me with that shit. If that's why you came, please leave.” “Oh my. You're
Watching my step-dad and my mom fight was one of the best things to make my morning, my lips formed an involuntary smirk. Their fight meant more alone time with him. Resting my forearms on the polished railing, I looked down into the living room just as my step-dad’s voice cut through the silence. “Joyce, do whatever you want then. If you want to die at work go on.” He walked past her and climbed the staircase. She didn't respond, just grabbed her bag and hurried out of the house without a second thought. Our eyes met as he climbed the stairs but he quickly looked away. At forty-five, yet age had only sharpened him. The silver at his temples made him look distinguished rather than older, and the authority he carried came as naturally as breathing. When the argument died down, I turned toward my room. But on second thought, I strolled down to his study. I knocked on the door, no response. A second time and third. I almost gave up but then I heard his voice. “Come in, A
My body froze in place as I stood in front of Professor Liam ‘s office. My hands shook slightly as I lifted it to knock.What was I fidgeting for? Certainly not for my grade. I had never seen Prof. Liam cough before, but today he gave off a subtle dark smile after issuing those “Stay behind” word
I flung my bag across the room, my body landing hard on the mattress it had been yearning for all day. I stared up at the ceiling, scrolling through the messy blueprints and exhausted lines blurring in my head. Architecture wasn't for the weak. And I wasn't just anyone. I am Ciara Miller. A twen
All I could remember was holding onto the rug for my dear life as my body moved recklessly against the floor.“Ohh..Liam..harder.” I whimpered, almost screaming. With this sheer amount of overstimulating pressure, I felt like I could literally die from the agony of holding back my voice.“Liam! Ope
“No one deserves a bad experience,” he murmured, his large hands anchoring tightly around my waist. He began sliding my body up and down the thick, aggressive length of his cock. “Oohhh…you're…. you're so fucking big….fuck…Liam.” I couldn't even stitch a coherent sentence together. My pussy felt c







