LOGINI barely got my fingers around the thick base of him before the world flipped.Jace moved like the predator he’d always been. One second the knife was kissing his throat; the next his hand closed over mine, twisted, and the blade was gone. The reverse was brutal and clean…he used my own momentum against me, spun me hard, and slammed my back into the crate wall hard enough to rattle my teeth. The gun was in his hand before I could draw breath, the cold muzzle pressing dead-center against my forehead.“My turn,” he said, voice low and rough. “You had your fun holding the edge to my neck. Now you get to feel what it’s like when I decide how this ends.”I snarled and tried to knee him. He caught my leg, forced it high against his hip, and pinned me open with his body. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against my bare cunt through the open front of his pants…I’d already freed him far enough that the thick, leaking head dragged through my soaked folds. The contact made my hips jerk even w
I ran.My boots hit the cold metal floor of the old ship, each step loud in the empty halls. The sound echoed off the walls as I pushed myself faster.Jace was right behind me.I could hear his boots getting closer. His breath was calm and steady, even after all that running…He wasn’t slowing down.The bounty hunter had been on my trail for six months…ever since I put a plasma round through the skull of the crime lord who’d paid him double to bring me in alive. He’d taken the contract anyway. Personal now. Everything between us always turned personal.I jumped over a broken pipe, twisted mid-air, and landed in a crouch that sent a painful jolt straight up my thighs. My pulse wasn’t just from the chase. It never was with him. Every near-miss, every shared glance across a rooftop, every time he’d pinned me long enough to breathe the same air before I slipped free…it had all been building. Hate and heat, all tangled up so tight I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. I’d d
The next afternoon The house was empty except for the two of us. Our parents had left for their weekend trip an hour earlier. I found him in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with a glass of water in his hand. He looked up when I walked in. The same dark eyes that had watched me come on his cock the night before.I didn’t speak. I just crossed the tile floor, stopped in front of him, and said the words he had ordered me to say to his face.“I want you. Right now.”He set the glass down without looking away from me. “Show me.”I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down my hips along with my underwear. They dropped to the floor. I stepped out of them, pulled my tank over my head, and stood naked in the middle of the kitchen. The Cool air grazing my skin. His gaze dragged down my body, lingering on the faint marks his fingers had left on my hips last night..He pushed off the counter, closed the distance, and dropped to his knees in front of me.Both
Ethan pulled out his fingers slowly. I whimpered at the loss. He brought his fingers up to my face and wiped them across my lower lip.“Open.”I did. He pushed the two fingers into my mouth and I tasted myself on them, salty and a bit tangy. He fucked them in and out of my mouth the same way he had just fucked my cunt, watching me from above.“Good. Now say it. Out loud. To my face.”I swallowed around his fingers. My voice came out rough. “I want you.”He pulled his hand free, gripped my hip, and flipped me onto my back in one hard motion. My legs fell open. He was still fully dressed…black T-shirt, gym shorts…but the thick ridge of his cock tented the front of them. He shoved the shorts down just far enough. His cock sprang free, heavier and thicker than it had looked on camera, the head already leaking with precum. He lined up and pushed in.The stretch burned. I gasped, my hands flying to hold his shoulders. He kept going until every inch of him was inside me, his hips flush agai
Time skip: Next nightOur parents had gone to bed early. I was supposed to be studying, but my phone kept lighting up with messages from SecretHeat. IronPulse had messaged first.IronPulse: *You left the door unlocked?. Heatlena: yes Iron pulse: Did you touch yourself thinking about him?*I bit my lip and typed back with shaky thumbs.HeatLena: *Yes. I came hard imagining him walking in and pinning me on the bed and taking me hard*IronPulse: *Show me a Video. Touch that pretty cunt of yours, I want to see how wet you get for him.*My heartbeat accelerated. Before I could answer, I heard the front door open downstairs. Ethan was home from the gym. I heard the familiar thud of his bag, him greeting our parents in the hallway, then his footsteps heading toward the bathroom.I waited until the shower turned on. Then I slipped out of my room barefoot, heart hammering, and walked down the hall. The bathroom door was cracked open just a bit. Steam filled the bathroom. I pressed myself a
We were having dinner, roasted chicken and garlic pasta, I sat across from Ethan at the table, my fork hovering over my plate while our parents talked about their work and plans for the weekend. I barely listened them instead My eyes kept drifting across the table to him.He looked good. With broad shoulders from the gym, dark hair a little longer than usual so it fell across his forehead when he leaned forward to cut his food. His forearms flexed under the rolled sleeves of his black T-shirt every time he moved. His Thick thighs spread casually under the table. I watched the way his throat worked when he swallowed, the quiet concentration on his face, the easy way he answered Mom’s questions without ever glancing my way for long.I pressed my knees together under the table. Heat had already started low in my belly, the same restless ache that had been building for months. Living in the same house made it worse. I heard him in the shower every morning. I caught the scent of his soap
I swallowed. “Riley, we can’t…”But my hips rocked forward against her thigh anyway. She smiled, slow and sure, and pressed harder. The seam of her shorts rubbed right against my aching spot. Sparks jumped between us. Her control felt total, and a secret part of me gave in.“Tell me to stop,” she b
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
I moaned softly, legs trembling. “Professor… please. I need more.”He rose behind me, his big hands gripping my hips firmly. With surprising strength.Without saying a word, he grabbed my waist with both strong hands and lifted me like I weighed nothing. He sat me on the edge of his big mahogany des
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,







