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THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (2)

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He stepped onto the stage like he owned the entire building— and maybe he did.

Young, maybe early thirties, with the kind of lean, powerful physique that came from money and discipline rather than luck. Dark hair styled just enough to look effortless. A black shirt unbuttoned at the collar, tailored trousers that fit like they were made on his body.

Even the way he moved screamed expensive. He was wearing a simple black mask that matched mine, but everything else about him was loud in its qui
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  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (2)

    He stepped onto the stage like he owned the entire building— and maybe he did. Young, maybe early thirties, with the kind of lean, powerful physique that came from money and discipline rather than luck. Dark hair styled just enough to look effortless. A black shirt unbuttoned at the collar, tailored trousers that fit like they were made on his body. Even the way he moved screamed expensive. He was wearing a simple black mask that matched mine, but everything else about him was loud in its quiet confidence.A staff member had already wheeled a thick, soft mattress onto the center of the stage and pushed the gleaming pole off to the side. The lights dimmed to a warmer, more intimate glow. Slow, dirty music rolled through the speakers— bass-heavy, sensual and the kind of beat that made hips move without permission and made the air feel thicker.I should have listened more carefully when Vanessa explained the fine print of tonight’s “special performance.” I should have asked more quest

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    THE STRIPPER GOT STRIPPED (1)

    I tried to dig my heels into the pavement outside the back entrance of Velvet Veil, the most exclusive strip club in the city, but Vanessa wasn’t having it. Her fingers were locked around my wrist like a vice as she yanked me through the heavy metal door and into the dimly lit staff hallway that smelled of expensive perfume, stage smoke and something darker— anticipation.“Vanessa, wait— seriously, I changed my mind,” I hissed, trying to keep my voice low. “This was a stupid idea. We’re not even broke. We don’t need to do this.”She spun on me, dark eyes flashing under the low hallway lights. Vanessa looked lethal already— long black hair cascading over one shoulder, full lips painted the same bold red as mine, body poured into the same custom black leather pants we’d ordered for this exact night. The only difference was the set of delicate gold nipple covers she wore instead of a top. Same as me. We were both rich, spoiled,l and currently about to make a very public mistake for the

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    YES, I’M GUILTY, SERGEANT ROBIN (6)

    I pulled out of her slowly, watching the thick mix of my cum and her juices drip down the inside of her thighs and onto the desk in messy, glistening trails. Robin was still bent over, breathing hard, ass marked red from my hand, the flush of her skin standing out against the cool desk surface. My cock stayed rigid, shiny and twitching, nowhere near finished. She looked back at me over her shoulder, eyes dark and hungry, lips parted and that was all the permission I needed.I spun her around, lifted her easily, and dropped us both to the floor. The linoleum was cold and hard against my knees as I pushed her onto her back and hooked her legs over my shoulders, folding her open. I drove back into her in one hard, continuous thrust, burying myself to the hilt until my hips met hers. She cried out, the sound echoing off the empty walls of the station. I fucked her like that— deep, punishing strokes that made her full breasts bounce with every impact and her mouth fall open in continuous

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    YES, I’M GUILTY, SERGEANT ROBIN (5)

    With my hands still locked behind my back, all I had were my hips— and I used them like they were the only part of me that mattered.I started slow, rolling deep into her, feeling every inch of the way her pussy gripped me. She was scorching hot and so slick that the wet, filthy sounds of me moving inside her filled the quiet station. Every thrust dragged along her walls perfectly; she was wrapped around me like a second skin, tight and fluttering with every pulse of her heartbeat. I found a rhythm that was almost like a dance. It was controlled, deliberate and my hips circling and snapping just enough to keep the thick head of my cock rubbing that swollen spot that made her gasp every single time. The cuffs bit into my wrists with each movement, a constant reminder that I was still under her control even while buried inside her.I wanted more. I wanted my hands on her. I wanted to grab those heavy breasts, squeeze them, slap them lightly just to watch them bounce and jiggle. I wan

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    YES, I’M GUILTY, SERGEANT ROBIN (4)

    The second the cell door swung open I was on her.I collided with Robin hard enough that we stumbled back a step, my mouth crashing into hers with zero hesitation. There was nothing gentle about it. The kiss was fierce, almost desperate— teeth scraping, tongues colliding, the sharp residual taste of her from earlier still on my lips. She matched me instantly, one hand fisting tightly in the front of my shirt, the other gripping the back of my neck to pull me even deeper. Heat exploded through my chest like a match hitting dry tinder. I had never felt this raw with anyone, not even the woman I’d once called the love of my life. That had been soft, familiar and safe. This… this was combustion. Pure, consuming need that burned away the leftover heartbreak like it had never mattered at all.Robin spun us with surprising strength and pinned me against the wall beside the cell. The cold concrete pressed into my bare back as she kissed me harder, grinding her nearly naked body against m

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    YES, I’M GUILTY, SERGEANT ROBIN (3)

    The drive to the precinct was quiet. Robin kept both hands on the wheel, eyes fixed on the dark road ahead, but every so often I caught her glancing at me in the rearview mirror— quick, assessing looks that lingered a second longer than necessary.My body still hummed from what she’d done to me in the back seat. The taste of my own release still clung faintly to the back of my throat, but so did a restless, unfinished hunger that refused to settle. The alcohol was fading now, leaving everything sharper: the lingering ache in my chest from earlier, the residual heat between my legs, the way her presence filled the car like a physical weight. I shifted against the seat, jeans still damp and sticky, cock half-hard and sensitive every time the vehicle hit a bump.The station sat on the outskirts of town, a low brick building with a single yellow light over the entrance and an empty parking lot. No other cruisers. No civilian cars. Just us and the soft hum of insects in the warm night air

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    ROUGH SEX WITH MY PROFESSOR (1)

    Professor Klaus hated late students.And I knew those rules so much that I had never been late to his class until today.Today, when I knew I had to do everything to get his attention and get in his bad books. On purpose.I ran into the class, panting, wearing a very short sundress and long boots t

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    CAUGHT MY BOSS WITH HIS DICK IN HIS HANDS (3)

    I should have known.Bossy men don’t listen to their secretaries.Dominant men don’t listen to the pleas of their submissives.And right now, I was getting a firsthand experience of that.Because Mr. Quinn did not stop. If anything, he was fucking me harder with his fingers, and I was already at th

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    CAUGHT MY BOSS WITH HIS DICK IN HIS HAND (2)

    I should run.But instead, I was crawling forward like a leopard hunting for its prey.In my case—Mr. Quinn’s dick.“Come get it.” He was almost growling as if the anticipation of my lips around him was causing him to be impatient.And soon I was right in front of him, his legs already widened apar

  • Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies    CAUGHT MY BOSS WITH HIS DICK IN HIS HAND (1)

    Deadlines.I hate them. And I hate them even more when I am ovulating, craving a dick I didn't have at my disposal.I am as single as a loose thread.Everything suddenly seems as if it is choking my neck, and I wish I could scream so loud someone shoves their massive cock down my mouth to shut me

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