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SUBMITTING TO THE ENEMY PART III

Author: Nancy Grey
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-04 22:54:42

Filling the doorway like he owned the entire room, like this had been his plan all along. He leaned against the frame with the ease of someone who belonged everywhere, even in places he shouldn’t. His mask still covered his face—black and sharp, with edges that caught the faint glow of the lamp. It made him look more dangerous, almost unreal, like a figure that had stepped out of a nightmare and yet looked far too perfect to be human.

Before I could even find my voice, before I could demand what he was doing here, he moved. A smooth, confident stride carried him into the room, and then—one swift motion of his foot kicked the door shut. The loud slam echoed off the walls, the sound bouncing in my ears and making my entire body jolt.

My breath hitched. My throat closed up. Panic twisted in my chest, sharp and hot, but tangled up with something else I didn’t want to name. Something that made my stomach tighten in a way I hated.

Then came the sound.

Click.

The lock sliding into place, fin
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  • WET DREAMS:A STEAMY COMPILATION   SUBMITTING TO THE ENEMY PART 24

    His eyes met mine again, blazing with fire, and then he obeyed. His hips slammed against mine harder, faster, each thrust rougher than the last. The bed rocked beneath us violently, the headboard banging against the wall in a steady rhythm that made the whole room feel like it was shaking apart.The wet slap of our bodies colliding filled the air, mixing with my cries and moans, mixing with the harsh sound of his breathing and the animal growls tearing from his chest. Every time he drove into me, it was like a lightning strike ripping through my body, making me cry out, making me cling to him tighter because I couldn’t take it but I also couldn’t let it stop.I wrapped my arms around his neck, clutching him as if I was drowning and he was the only thing keeping me afloat. My nails dug into his skin, raking down his slick back, leaving scratches that made him grunt low in his throat. My cries grew louder, raw, my voice breaking as he pounded into me harder, faster, like he wanted to br

  • WET DREAMS:A STEAMY COMPILATION   SUBMITTING TO THE ENEMY PART 23

    When his eyes finally found me again, I froze. They were still dark, but softer now, almost reverent, like I had just done something he couldn’t explain. His thumb brushed across my cheek, smearing the wetness there without care. The simple gesture made me shiver again, my heart pounding faster, because it didn’t feel cruel—it felt… intimate.He tilted his head slightly, watching me so carefully that I squirmed. His voice dropped lower, curious and raw. “Tell me something, little bunny…” His lips curved faintly, but his gaze didn’t waver. “Did you just come… from sucking my cock?”The question hit me like a slap. My whole body stiffened, shame and heat flooding my cheeks until I thought I would burst. My stomach fluttered nervously, twisting with embarrassment and something else I couldn’t name. I bit down on my lip, too humiliated to meet his eyes. But the silence stretched, and I knew he wouldn’t let me get away without answering.So, finally, I nodded. Just once. Small, shy, like e

  • WET DREAMS:A STEAMY COMPILATION   SUBMITTING TO THE ENEMY PART 22

    Slowly, carefully, I wrapped my lips around him, taking just the tip into my mouth at first. My tongue circled around him, testing, tasting, and his grip in my hair tightened just a little more. I looked up at him, needing to see his face, and what I saw almost made me melt—his jaw was clenched, his eyes half closed but burning when they met mine, his chest rising and falling hard.That look made my stomach twist with heat, and I wanted to see more of it. I sucked softly, hollowing my cheeks, and slid down a little further. He hissed, his body jerking slightly, his muscles tightening.“Good girl,” he growled, his voice rough and low, vibrating through me. “Just like that.”His praise made my thighs press together, my whole body throbbing with need. I took him deeper, inch by inch, stretching my lips, my throat working around him. My hand pumped the base where my mouth couldn’t reach, and the combination made him groan louder, his head tilting back slightly as though he couldn’t take i

  • WET DREAMS:A STEAMY COMPILATION   SUBMITTING TO THE ENEMY PART 21

    He got out of the bed, and I lay there with my legs still spread, too weak and too dazed to close them. My chest rose and fell quickly, my body still buzzing from everything he had done to me. I should have looked away, should have turned my head, but I couldn’t. My eyes were glued to him, following his every move.Emiliano stood tall at the side of the bed, his broad shoulders casting a shadow under the dim golden light of the bedroom lamps. For a long moment, he didn’t move. He just stared down at me, his dark eyes burning into me, and it made my skin prickle. The silence was thick, almost suffocating, and I knew he was doing it on purpose—making me wait, making me feel small under his gaze.Then, finally, he moved. His fingers went to the first button of his shirt, and I felt my stomach tighten. He undid it slowly, then the next, and then the next, his movements unhurried, deliberate. He wanted me to watch. And I did. My eyes followed each flick of his fingers, the parting of the f

  • WET DREAMS:A STEAMY COMPILATION   SUBMITTING TO THE ENEMY PART XX

    Every kiss, every touch felt exaggerated, sharper, because he was taking his time. My skin tingled where his mouth had been, and goosebumps spread everywhere he hadn’t touched yet, like my body was waiting for him, aching for him.By the time he finally moved lower, I was already breathless, my chest heaving, my thighs pressing together instinctively as though I could ease the ache building there. But there was no escape. His mouth was still moving, slow and steady, leaving a hot trail down my stomach, and each second that passed only made the anticipation worse.When he reached my aching core, he looked up at me through his lashes, a wicked grin tugging at his lips. He leaned in and pressed the softest kiss to my clit, a featherlight touch that made my whole body jolt.“You’re so responsive,” he murmured, his breath hot against me, his eyes dark with hunger. “Every little sound, every little shiver… I feel all of it. I can’t wait to watch you break for me over and over again.”I trie

  • WET DREAMS:A STEAMY COMPILATION   SUBMITTING TO THE ENEMY PART XIX

    My entire body flushed with heat at his words. My lips parted, but I hesitated, embarrassment warring with the ache that consumed me. My heart pounded so loud I thought he could hear it.But his lips pressed a lingering kiss just above my core, and the teasing made me shudder so hard that the word almost tore out of me.“Please… touch me” I breathed, the sound so faint I wasn’t even sure he’d heard me."God, you're fucking perfect," he murmured, leaning in to drag the flat of his tongue along my slit. "And you taste like heaven."I gasped at the initial contact, my fingers curling into the sheets. Emiliano took his time, savoring my essence with slow, sensual strokes. He traced every inch of my pussy, from my entrance up to my throbbing clit, as if committing it all to memory.My hips twitched as he zeroed in on a particularly sensitive spot. Emiliano chuckled, the vibrations adding to my pleasure. He circled my clit with the tip of his tongue, teasing me mercilessly."Please, Emilian

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