ANMELDENI Need To Taste You (2)Mara’s POV It was the final trial day, but my mind wasn’t on closing arguments. Every time Kai stood to speak, his deep voice sent fresh heat pooling between my thighs. I could still feel the ache from the jury room—his thick cock fucking me, his cum drying on my skin under my skirt. We barely made it through the afternoon without eye-fucking each other across the aisle.When the judge finally called it for the day, I rushed out first, texting him a single word from the courthouse bathroom: ‘Come to the basement. I'm at the Archives now.’He found me in the records room ten minutes later, the door locked behind him. The space was narrow, shelves of dusty case files towering around us. “You’re fucking insane,” Kai growled, stalking toward me. His tie was already loosened, his eyes wild with the same hunger burning in my veins. “Anyone could have followed us.”“I don’t care,” I shot back, backing against a metal shelf as he crowded me. “I’ve been dripping all d
I Need To Taste You (1)Mara’s POV The courtroom was filled with tension as the judge called a brief recess after opening statements. I stood at the prosecutor’s table, my heart hammering in my chest and it was not just because of the high-profile fraud case, but from the man seated across the aisle. Kai Harlan— a brilliant defense attorney, my secret anonymous hookup for the past three months. We’d met on a blind app, never exchanging names or faces, we just engaged in raw, no-strings hotel nights where we fucked like strangers who knew exactly how to ruin each other.Until today, when I walked in and locked eyes with the man whose cock I’d ridden two nights ago.The air tensed between us during every objection as his smooth voice sliced through my arguments just like his thick husky voice during foreplay. Now, in the short break, I went into the empty jury room to catch my breath, shutting the door behind me.I didn’t hear him enter until the lock turned.Kai stood there in his tai
Make Me (2)Lila's POV The gala ballroom glittered but all I felt was the burn of Marcus’s eyes on me from across the room. I wore a backless emerald gown that clung to every curve, the deep V plunging almost to my navel, the slit up my thigh flashing my skin with every step. Again, I had no bra on but this time I was wearing a pantie which was my lace thong that was already damp. I’d chosen it specially for him.I danced with a handsome investor, laughing too loudly, pressing my body against his while I scanned the room for Marcus. He stood near the wall in his tuxedo, his jaw locked, and his hands fisted at his sides. Every time my partner’s hand slid lower on my waist, Marcus’s eyes darkened.Good. Let him suffer.When the song ended, I excused myself and went toward the dimly lit terrace. The night air was cool on my heated skin. I didn’t have to wait long.Marcus appeared like a storm, grabbing my wrist and pulling me into a shadowed alcove behind the velvet curtains where the d
Make Me (1)Lila’s POV I hated him from the moment he walked into my father’s penthouse like he owned every breath I took.His name was Marcus Kane and he was six-foot-four of pure, restrained power in a black suit that clung to his broad shoulders and thick thighs like it was begging to be torn off. He had storm-gray eyes, a jaw sharp enough to cut glass, and a body built for violence and protection. My father’s orders had been crystal clear: “Keep her alive. If you touch her, I’ll destroy you.”Marcus had only nodded, “Understood.”And three weeks later, I lived to break him.Tonight at the penthouse. I stood at the marble island in nothing but a sheer black silk slip that barely skimmed the curve of my ass. The thin fabric clung to my breasts, my nipples already peaked and obvious against the material from the cool air and the heat of his stare. I was not wearing bra but just tiny lace panties underneath that did almost nothing to hide how wet I was getting just from knowing he wa
Secret Lessons (2)Molly's POV He ran one finger from my entrance up to circle my clit slowly as he continued, “Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to resist touching you while you were being such a good girl for me?”A shiver ran through me at his words as I thought about him watching me get spanked and getting turned on by it. It was almost too much to take in.“Please touch me,” I begged, unable to wait any longer. “I need it so bad.”“Anything for you,” he promised in a voice full of raw need before slipping two fingers inside me. He pumped them slowly at first before adding a third and picking up the pace.My hips bucked off the floor to meet his hand as pleasure coursed through me like wildfire. But just when I thought it couldn’t get any better than this, he reached up with his other hand and grabbed one of my tits roughly.He kneaded the soft flesh gently at first but then increased the pressure until pain mingled with pleasure. And when he pinched my nipple between h
Secret Lessons (1) Molly's POV I fell to my knees and tried not to scream when I saw the man standing behind the desk. The one I’d been fantasizing about for weeks. Professor Martin McAllister. “Goddamn it, Molly,” he snarled. “What in the hell are you doing?” My face turned the same shade of red as my hair as I cast my gaze toward the floor. Fuck! I was so fucking stupid! Who in their right mind touched themselves in their mom’s ex-boyfriend’s office? On his fucking desk, no less! “Oh shit. You’re Molly, right? Julia’s daughter?” He tucked his shirt and moved around the desk to face me. I nodded and kept my eyes glued to the floor, too mortified to say anything. “I didn’t even recognize you at first,” he said with an uncomfortable chuckle. “You’ve grown up since the last time I saw you.” I finally looked up at him through my lashes and bit my lip nervously. I was a freshman in college now while he was a professor here. It had been years since they dated, but that didn
Sex With Mr Harlan Voss(1)LILA'S POV I stared at the screen of my phone, my heart hammering against my ribs as the explicit photos loaded one by one. My own face looked back at me — flushed, eyes half-closed in pleasure, lips parted in a moan. In the images, I was on my knees in the dimly lit su
Sex With My Professor For Extra Credit (3)Emily's POV I knelt there on the classroom floor, my face and breasts covered in Professor Kane’s thick cum. I was still panting from the intense fucking he’d just given me over his desk. My pussy throbbed, aching and empty, dripping down my thighs. I loo
Emily's POV I never planned to be the girl who stayed after class but Professor Kane had a way of looking at me that made my thighs press together under my desk.It was the last class of the day, we were having Advanced Literature. The room emptied immediately and students rushed off to parties or
Samantha's POV My breath caught as Jake’s fingers trailed lower my body, skimming over the smooth skin of my stomach and stopping above my bare mound. The heat radiating from his hand made my pussy clench with raw need. I was already soaked, my inner thighs slick with arousal that had nothing to







