로그인I barely slept that night.
The offer from Alex’s parents kept spinning in my head. Move in with them. Live under the same roof as Alex. Teach him every day, see him every day, be close to him every day. The money was more than I could ever make with any other job. It would solve all my problems — rent, car repairs, even some savings.But it would also put me in the same house as a stubborn, naughty eighteen-year-old who had already seen my breasts and begged to touch them.I arrivI told myself I was only going for the project.That was a lie.Saturday afternoon I stood outside Raymond’s off-campus house, heart hammering. The place looked exactly like him — dark, a little rough, music thumping faintly from inside. I knocked twice.He opened the door shirtless. Low-slung gray sweatpants. Tattoos covering his chest and abs. That V-line disappearing into his waistband made my mouth go dry.“You came,” he said, voice deeper than usual. His eyes dragged slowly down my body — simple tank top and short denim skirt, before flicking back to my face. “Good girl.”I stepped inside. The house was quiet except for us. No crew but just him.We sat on the couch with our laptops. For twenty minutes we actually worked or pretended to. His thigh pressed against mine. Every time he leaned over to point at something on my screen, his bare arm brushed my breasts. My nipples hardened instantly.“You’re not concentrating,” he murmured, closing my la
The next second, Raymond pulled back, staring at me with a slow smile spreading across his face.He was teasing me and I had almost fallen for it.Why would a guy like him—handsome, popular, untouchable even want to kiss me?“Goodnight, pretty,” Raymond murmured before turning and walking out, leaving me frozen against the lockers.****The next few days were confusing as hell.Raymond didn’t ignore me anymore. He didn’t exactly smile either, but every time our paths crossed in the hallway, his eyes lingered. That lazy smirk was still there, but something had shifted.After the locker incident, I expected more bullying. Instead, the opposite happened.During lunch on Wednesday, the same group of girls cornered me near the cafeteria. The leader, Chloe, flicked my tray so my food spilled everywhere. “Oops. Clumsy scholarship bitch.”Laughter erupted. I stood there with my burning cheeks, staring at the mess on the floor.Then a deep voice cut th
I had been on campus less than three hours when they started.I walked into my first lecture hall trying to look confident in my simple jeans and white top, bag clutched tight. But whispers followed me immediately, then the laughs.A group of girls near the front smirked as I passed. “Look at her shoes. Did she steal those from a charity bin?”One of the guys stuck his foot out. I tripped, nearly face-planting. Laughter exploded.And then there was him.Raymond. Everyone knew the name already. He was tall and broad-shouldered, tattoos peeking from beneath his rolled sleeves, dark eyes promising trouble.He lounged at the back with his crew watching like a king on his throne.When I finally found a seat, someone flicked a spitball into my hair. Another knocked my bag off the desk. I bent to pick it up and heard Raymond’s deep voice cut through the noise.“New pussy on campus. Let’s see how long before she cries?”The whole row laughed, my cheeks bu
I wrapped my legs tighter around Adam’s waist and pulled him deeper.“Please,” I begged, voice shaking. “Don’t stop. I need all of you.”A broken groan tore from his throat. He gripped my ass with both hands, fingers bruising, and slammed the rest of his massive cock inside me in one brutal thrust.I cried out. The stretch burned so good I saw stars. He was thicker than I’d imagined, longer, filling me completely until I felt him in my stomach. My walls fluttered and clenched around him, trying to adjust.“Fuck, Maria,” he growled against my neck. “Your pussy is so tight it’s choking my cock.”He didn’t give me time to breathe. He pulled back almost all the way, the thick head catching at my entrance, then drove back in hard. My boobs shook with every thrust. Wet, filthy sounds of his cock pounding into my soaked cunt echoed off the metal walls.I held onto his shoulders, my nails dig through his shirt, moaning shamelessly with every deep stroke. My back
~ Maria ~For an entire year Adam Kane had been my boss, and we had never spoken more than “Good morning” and “Have a good evening.”I worked on the 28th floor in the marketing department. He occupied the entire 32nd. Every morning I watched him stride through the lobby in his perfectly tailored black suits, tall, broad-shouldered. He never smiled. I had the most pathetic crush on him.I knew it was stupid. He was the ruthless CEO who had built the biggest media empire. I was just another assistant who brought campaign reports to his secretary. Still, every time our eyes accidentally met in the elevator lobby or across the parking garage, heat pooled low in my belly. I’d go home and touch myself imagining his deep voice saying my name while he pinned me against his desk.Pathetic.This morning started like every other. I rushed into the building at 7:45, coffee in one hand. Adam stepped through the revolving doors at the exact same second. For the first
A credible new threat forced us into a remote mountain safe house for the weekend. We were given only one room and a bed.I tried to pick fights. Anything to make him crack. I wore tiny sleep shorts that rode up my ass and a cropped tank with no bra. Every time I reached for something high my tits bounced. Michael stayed maddeningly calm until the third night.“You think you’re so fucking controlled,” I taunted, stepping right into his space until my nipples grazed his chest through the thin fabric. “But I saw your cock in the shower. I know you want to fuck me raw.”His control finally snapped just enough. He backed me against the wall, one thick thigh shoving between mine, his hands planted on either side of my head. His breath was hot against my ear.“I want a lot of things, Rose,” he growled. “But I won’t take what you’re not ready to beg for.”He stepped back, leaving me aching, clit throbbing against the soaked seam of my shorts.That night I woke







