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THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (11 – Final)

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The days that followed settled into a dangerous new rhythm.

Adrian stayed in the guest room down the hall. My parents remained politely oblivious.

My brother came and went to work. And every night — sometimes every afternoon if the house was empty enough we found each other. Hallway brushes that turned into hurried handjobs behind closed doors.

Early-morning blowjobs in the shower before anyone else woke up, water running hot while I dropped to my knees and took him deep. One slow, filthy fuc
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  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (11 – Final)

    The days that followed settled into a dangerous new rhythm.Adrian stayed in the guest room down the hall. My parents remained politely oblivious. My brother came and went to work. And every night — sometimes every afternoon if the house was empty enough we found each other. Hallway brushes that turned into hurried handjobs behind closed doors. Early-morning blowjobs in the shower before anyone else woke up, water running hot while I dropped to my knees and took him deep. One slow, filthy fuck against the wall of the walk-in pantry while the maids were outside watering the garden, my back pressed to the shelves, his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet. We got good at reading the sounds of the house, at timing footsteps, at swallowing moans into each other’s mouths. The secrecy made every touch sharper.We never talked about what it meant. We didn’t need to. The way he looked at me across the dinner table, the way my body answered every time he so much as brushed my lower back in pa

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (10)

    We didn’t stay soft for long.I pushed Adrian onto his back and climbed over him, still slick from the last round, and sank down onto his cock in one slow, deliberate slide. He was still half-hard but thickened the second my heat wrapped around him. A low groan left his throat. I planted my hands on his chest and started riding him with deep, rolling hips, taking every inch exactly how I wanted it. The stretch felt familiar now, but no less intense— thick, filling and fucking perfect.“Look at you,” I murmured, voice still rough from earlier. “My good boy, already hard again for Mama. You’re going to stay still and take it.”“Yes, Mama.” His hands flexed at his sides like he wanted to grab me but remembered the earlier order. I rewarded him by grinding down harder, letting him feel how wet I still was, how easily I slid over him. The wet sound of it was soft and constant in the quiet room.I fucked him like that for a while— slow and controlling, using his body for my own pleasure.

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (9)

    The words hung in the air between us like a live wire.Mama… dominate me.I stared down at him — Adrian, my brother’s best friend, the masked man from the club, the man who had edged and threatened and then knelt for me — and something deep and hungry uncoiled in my chest. I had fantasized about this for years. About having a strong, arrogant man look up at me like that and mean it. Now the chance was right here on the floor of the guest room, lips still shiny with my cum, eyes dark and waiting. My pulse was loud in my ears. The power of it settled over me like a second skin.I let the silence stretch just long enough to make him restless. His breathing stayed uneven. Then I spoke, voice low and steady.“Safe word is red. You say it, everything stops. No questions. Understand?”“Yes.”“Yes, what?”His throat worked. “Yes, Mama.”A slow smile curved my mouth. “Good boy.”I stepped away from the door and pointed to the center of the rug. “On your back. Hands above your head. Don’t move

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (8)

    I kept my mouth wrapped tightly around him, taking him as deep as I could on every downward stroke. Spit slicked my chin and dripped onto my chest in warm, messy trails. His breathing had grown ragged; the muscles in his thighs tensed under my hands. I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder, swirling my tongue along the thick vein on the underside of his cock, determined to pull every reaction from him that I could. The wet, filthy sounds of it filled the quiet room. I could feel him throbbing against my tongue, the head pressing deeper each time I sank down.“Fuck… Caroline—”His warning came too late. The first hot pulse hit the back of my throat. I stayed down, swallowing greedily around him as he emptied himself in thick, salty ropes. I took every drop, milking him with my mouth and the firm pressure of my hand until his hips finally stilled and a long, low groan left his chest. Only then did I slowly pull off, licking the last traces from my lips and the glistening head of his co

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (7)

    I stayed on the floor with my back against the door, phone pressed to my ear, and told Vanessa everything. The under-table torment at dinner— the slow, deliberate path of his hand under my shorts, the way his thumb had pressed against me through my panties while he carried on a perfectly polite conversation. The way he’d pinned me to the wall in the guest room. The quiet, unsettling comment about my ears. The bite that drew blood and the way he’d tasted it afterward. The calm way he’d said he could smell how wet I was before simply letting me go.Vanessa was quiet for a long moment after I finished. Then she let out a low, delighted laugh that crackled through the phone.“Holy shit, Caroline. He’s unhinged in the best way. And he’s living under the same roof as you. This is either going to end in the hottest sex of your life or a complete disaster. Possibly both.”We stayed on the phone for almost an hour, voices dropping into that conspiratorial, late-night register that always made

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (6)

    I let out a nervous little laugh, the sound thin and unconvincing even to my own ears. My back was still near the door, one hand hovering near the handle like it might save me if things went further than I could handle.“What are you talking about?” I asked, forcing lightness into my voice. “Dance for you? Adrian, you’re my brother’s best friend. You’re staying in our house for a while. That’s all this is. I don’t… I don’t know what kind of game you think this is.”He watched me for a long second, then laughed. It wasn’t a friendly sound. It was low and dark, rolling out of him like smoke. He stood and began unbuttoning his sweater with slow, deliberate fingers. One button. Then the next. The fabric parted enough to show a sliver of hard chest and the edge of another tattoo I hadn’t seen last night—dark ink curling along the muscle.“Don’t play with me, Caroline,” he said, voice quiet but edged with something dangerous. “You’re better than that.”I swallowed hard and kept my expressio

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