Unholy Desires (EROTICA COLLECTION)

Professor Kane’s voice filled the quiet office like a command that could not be ignored. “Now… lift your skirt and show me what you’ve been hiding under there all night.”My fingers shook as I grabbed the bottom of my short plaid skirt. The soft pleats felt warm in my hands. I pulled it up slowly, bunching the gray and green fabric around my waist. Cool air brushed my bare skin. My smooth, shaved pussy was now completely open to his eyes. No panties. My soft lips looked swollen and shiny with wetness. A thin string of my juices stretched from my entrance down my inner thigh and sparkled in the lamplight.Professor Kane sucked in a sharp breath. His dark eyes widened, then narrowed with hunger. “Fuck,” he said in a low, rough voice. “Look at this greedy little cunt. Already soaked and dripping for me, and I haven’t even touched you yet. You really came here ready to be used, didn’t you, Miss Clarke?”My cheeks burned hot. I nodded quickly, too shy to speak at first. My heart pounded so

I pushed the apartment door open. My keys jingled loud in the quiet hallway. Riley and I had shared this place for three years. We met in freshman year, two nervous girls who clicked instantly we helped each other out, laughed at the same dumb jokes, and huddled under one big hoodie when life felt heavy.Tonight I should have been at the café until midnight. My manager sent everyone home early. I didn’t texted Riley. I wish I had.A low moan floated from down the hall. It was Riley’s voice…deep, rough, full of need. My stomach twisted. I stopped cold, backpack still hanging from one shoulder. Her bedroom door sat half open. Warm lamplight spilled across the carpet like a secret I wasn’t meant to see.Another moan came, longer this time. Then the sharp, wet sound of skin slapping skin.I should have turned around and left. My feet moved forward anyway, quiet on the old wooden floor.Riley knelt on all fours in the middle of her bed, completely naked. Her smooth, tanned back, Her full b

I grabbed the counter tighter as the front door creaked open. Heavy male footsteps echoed in the hallway. Riley’s fingers stayed buried deep inside me, two knuckles deep in my dripping pussy. My sweatpants lay in a heap on the floor. My bare breasts hung out, nipples still wet and shiny from her mouth. Panic exploded in my chest, cold and sharp, but my inner walls clenched around her fingers anyway.“Riley….” I hissed, voice barely a whisper.She pressed her warm body harder against mine, trapping me against the counter. Her eyes sparkled with wild energy…fear mixed with dirty thrill. She did not pull her hand away. Instead, she curled her fingers slowly against that sensitive spot inside me, stroking it while her thumb brushed my swollen clit in soft circles.“Shhh,” she breathed hot against my ear, lips curving into a wicked smile. “That’s Jake. He said he might come back.”My stomach dropped. The same guy who had pounded her earlier was now walking through our apartment while her f