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Chapter 189: THE STAKES II
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Wet Dreams: The Ultimate Steamy Short Stories Collection Chapter 194: THE BOOKING III
He helped me sit up and held the glass while I drank. His free hand rested on the back of my neck, steady and warm. The contact was practical and grounding.“How is your head?”“Clear. Good.”“Any numbness, dizziness, or pain that is not muscle ache?”“No.”“Good.”He cleaned me with a warm cloth, thorough and unhurried, then pulled the sheet over my legs. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched me in silence for a while.“You took that well.”I looked at him. The collar lay on the side table. My body felt used in a deep, specific way that had nothing to do with ordinary sex.“I want to continue past midnight,” I said.He studied my face.“That requires a new agreement. The original booking ends at midnight. Anything after is a separate decision.”“I understand.”“What are you as
Wet Dreams: The Ultimate Steamy Short Stories Collection Chapter 193: THE BOOKING II
“You spent the questionnaire telling me you want to be used without having to manage the other person’s feelings. That is what will happen. I am going to take you apart in stages. You will take what I give. You will ask when you need something. You will thank me when I allow you to come. If you forget your manners I will remind you. Clear?”“Yes, Soren.”“Good girl.”The words landed lower than they should have.He leaned forward, rested his forearms on his knees, and spoke quietly.“Open your mouth.”I did. He slid two fingers inside, pressed down on my tongue, and held them there while he watched my eyes. Saliva gathered. He did not look away.“You will keep your mouth available whenever I want it. Nod.”I nodded as well as I could with his fingers on my tongue. He withdrew them, wiped them once on my lower lip, and sat back.“Stand. Go to the bed.
Wet Dreams: The Ultimate Steamy Short Stories Collection Chapter 192: THE BOOKING
I booked him because I was tired of being the one who decided everything.For years I had run my own firm, managed every crisis, chosen every risk, and ended every evening still holding the weight of other people’s problems. I was good at it. I was exhausted by it. I wanted one night where someone else held the structure and I was only required to follow.The agency was discreet and expensive. The profile I selected was sparse: Soren, late thirties, experienced, strict, no romance, no ongoing arrangements unless both parties requested a second booking after the first. His photographs were black-and-white and unsmiling. He looked like a man who did not waste motion.I filled out the detailed questionnaire with more honesty than I had used in any performance review. Hard limits. Soft limits. Preferred intensity. The particular flavor of control I wanted: firm, psychological, physical, verbal. I checked the boxes for impact, restraint, orgasm control, degradation t
Wet Dreams: The Ultimate Steamy Short Stories Collection Chapter 191: THE STAKES IV
The last time, near dawn, was slower.He sat against the headboard and pulled me into his lap so I straddled him. He let me move, but only within the limits he set with his hands on my hips. When I tried to go faster he stopped me completely. When I tried to grind for my own pleasure he held me still until I settled back into the deeper, slower rhythm he wanted. The control was quieter now, almost gentle on the surface, but no less absolute underneath.I came once like that, forehead against his, breathing his air, my hands braced on his shoulders. He waited until I had stopped shaking before he began to thrust up into me in short, hard strokes that forced a second climax out of me almost immediately. He finished deep inside me for the final time, holding me locked against him while he pulsed, one hand splayed across my lower back as if to keep every drop where he wanted it.When it was over he lifted me off him and laid me down on the wrecked sheets. Cum slid out of me in a slow, hea
Wet Dreams: The Ultimate Steamy Short Stories Collection Chapter 190: THE STAKES III
He fucked me with the same controlled precision he had used at the card table—long strokes, exact depth, no wasted motion. When I tried to lift my hips to meet him he pinned them down with one hand. When my hands left the mattress above my head he stopped completely until I returned them. The denial was worse than roughness would have been. It left me open and aching and entirely at the mercy of the pace he chose.“You lost,” he said, voice low and steady above me. “You sat there and bled chips and still couldn’t make yourself walk away. This is what that decision costs. You take what I give you for the rest of the night. Nothing more. Nothing less.”He shifted the angle of his hips and the next thrust dragged over the place inside me that made my vision spark white at the edges. I cried out. He did it again. And again. The wet sound of him moving inside me filled the quiet loft, obscene and rhythmic. My thighs trembled. The need to come became a physical pressure that bordered on pai
Wet Dreams: The Ultimate Steamy Short Stories Collection Chapter 189: THE STAKES II
I looked at his profile in the dashboard light—the clean line of his nose, the set of his mouth, the faint silver at his temple.“The terms are acceptable.”He glanced at me once, then back at the road. “You’re already wet. I can see it in the way you’re sitting. You’ve been wet since the third hand.”The accuracy of the observation made my face heat. Denial would have been pointless and he would have known it for a lie.“Yes,” I said.He gave a small nod, as if I had simply confirmed the weather, and continued driving.We left the central city and climbed into a quieter district of older brick buildings and tree-lined streets that shone black under the rain. He turned into an underground garage beneath a converted warehouse, parked, and shut off the engine. The sudden absence of the wipers made the rain sound louder on the concrete outside.He got out first. I followed.The elevator required a key. The corridor on the top floor was silent and wide, lit by low recessed lights. His doo
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I stared at the contract on my desk like it was a live grenade.Three months. That's all I had left before my lease at the gallery expired, and Marcus Chen—my landlord, my nemesis, and unfortunately the most attractive man I'd ever had the misfortune of despising—knew it.The new terms sat there in
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Then his mouth was on my breast and I stopped thinking entirely.His tongue swirled around my hard nipple before he sucked it deep into his hot mouth, sucking hard and greedy.I cried out, back arching sharply as pleasure shot straight to my clit.He groaned against my tit, the vibration making my
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