All Chapters of 365 Days Of Pleasure: Please Me!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Suspicion

Luca’s car screeches to a stop in front of my house. The soft hum of the car’s engine only seems to increase the tension between us. I fear he would want to address what he’d heard me thinking of earlier. So throughout the drive, I make sure to avoid conversations. But most importantly his eyes. The evening shadows cast a grim glow on the quiet streets, mirroring the chaos simmering inside me. Luca turns off the ignition silently. His eyes locked on me, he analyzes every tiny detail about me. From my restless blinking to my fidgeting hands. The sound of the rain pattering against the windshield only adds to my discomfort. He shifts in his seat, his hand instinctively reaching for mine. But at the last second, he hesitates. My mind sighs in relief. I know that in this very moment, should he touch me, my fragile heart would explode if not nearly end me. I have fought my hardest to not let him see behind this facade. It’ll be great work to pick it up again if it crumbles li

Jealous

Afraid to face me due to embarrassment, I guess, Jamie stands rooted to the spot. His back is still turned to me. I had no idea how I could be helpful. I didn’t know whether to comfort him, be sorry for the little guy or just laugh. Why is he awkward anyway?! We’re married. I drift across the room and past Sandy, my feet shuffling closer to him. I reach out to his shoulder but he recoils from my touch. “Don’t look!”, I jolt in surprise, my face shriveled in fear. He didn’t have to yell at me. I’m just trying to help out. He really doesn’t seem alright but I’m not going to push it. If he doesn’t want me to be of assistance, I’d simply not be. I turn on my heels and with no other word, I exit the kitchen. As I depart, the soft rustling of footsteps lead me to believe that Sandy’s probably getting closer to him. Likely to tend to him. With that in mind, I discard any thoughts of Jamie and whisk my handbag from the couch. I wouldn’t even bother to have breakfast anymore. The bu

The Bigger, The Better

A few days later, I stand frozen, my gaze glued to the massive screen flickering with vibrant images. The runway stretches out before me, untouched and awaiting the models' stride. The chairs are meticulously arranged, every detail is just as I have imagined. But amidst this flawless setup, one thing remains achingly out of place—my heart. My heart racing, I struggle to calm the swarm of butterflies in my stomach. Nerves have never gotten the better of me like this before. Driven by anxiety, I obsessively review every detail, scouring each aspect of the program to guarantee a flawless execution. I haven't crossed paths with Luca in a while, not since he's been wining and dining the crème de la crème of his guest list. Meanwhile, I've been toiling behind the scenes, ensuring every detail is perfection. I swallow hard, my nerves getting the better of me as I discreetly dab my sweaty palms against my dress. Needless to say, I hold my own among the stylish crowd. My purple

Touch Yourself(18+)

My eyes widen in horror as I realize I'm not in control of my own body anymore. For a fleeting moment, I thought I'd regained some autonomy. But, instead, my skin ignites with a burning sensation. My body begins to warm up. And I feel an unwelcome, pleasurable sensation building between my thighs. My stomach flutters wildly as the heat builds, giving way to an intense wetness in my lady region. Desire and lust surge through me, threatening to consume my every thought. I groan, straining every fiber of my being to resist the voice's insidious commands. But with each passing minute, it becomes more difficult than the previous. And the urge to surrender continues to grow stronger. "No, no, no! This can't be happening, not here, not now!”, I recite in my head. I'm convinced Luca's behind this. What other explanation is there? I glance around, frantically searching for a way to break free from this unwanted, humiliating arousal. A chilling confirmation! I hastily adjust my unde

More Sex(18+)

A hint of amusement glints in his eyes as he traps me between his arms. His hands rest on the cubicle walls on either side of me. I feel tiny, fragile, and utterly vulnerable under his scrutiny. Our proximity is suffocating and our noses are almost touching. He leans in, his warm breath tickling my flushed skin. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. I squirm in his grasp, attempting to break free. But he doesn’t budge. His gaze drifts downward, fixating on the plunging neckline of my top. From his vantage point, he has an unobstructed view of more than just my skin. I have no bra underneath the dress since it doesn’t require so. I glance up at Luca, my eyes pleading with him to reconsider his intentions. But as usual, he's driven solely by his own desires. He’s refused to be swayed by my silent protests. He leans in, his lips brushing against mine. It’s just gentle distraction from what’s to come. His lips linger, the warmth of his breath mingling with mine. Then, wit

Bound By Desire(18+)

My legs turn to jelly, and I slump backward. It suddenly feels like the whole world rests on my shoulders. Luca's quick reflexes kick in, and he catches me, his arms wrapping around me protectively. My heart flutters, captivated by his gentlemanly gestures. Luca’s lips brush against my sweaty forehead in a soft, gentle kiss. I cringe, almost tasting the saltiness from my sweat on my tastebuds although Luca’s the one who should be concerned. This new side of him is a complete opposite of the raging sex demon he is within. I think I’m becoming more familiar with the unexpected turn of events every time we fuck. And as I gaze into his eyes, I wonder if he enjoys it as much as I do. He seems satisfied with my “services”, but there’s something beyond satisfaction that he yearns. Makes me wonder if it’s truly possible. For a man of his kind, is it even possible for his heart to beat for someone like me? His eyes roam freely over my naked body, taking in the sight of my features. A

Testing the Limits(18+)

A shudder creeps up my spine as he utters those words. My body may be frozen in place but my emotions are on full display. Fear and shock flicker across my face, my eyes begging for mercy. Usually, I would be excited to see what he has in store for me when he says that I’ll be punished. However, nothing would’ve prepared me for this type of punishment. And on a night like this?! When a very important event is happening right outside the door?! My breathing escalates into frantic gasps, my chest rising and falling in rapid succession. My eyes widen in terror, panic written all over my face. My lips have lost their purpose in the moment. I couldn’t even utter a single word in protest. And that seems even more scary, if I haven’t realized it yet. But he disregards my noises of distress me and proceeds to push the vibrator inside. I groan, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. My insides stretch as my walls envelop the vibrator. Luca steps back, his gaze sweeping over me a

Trapped and Teased

I gaze out the car window as Zane zooms through the city. One hand resting on the steering wheel, his other hand plays with his plump lips. This would be the third time he’d let his professional facade slip off, giving way to a new side of him. I spare him a brief glance before turning my attention to the blurry view of the cityscape. He’d asked if I’d care for some music before the ride started. And I’d politely declined, requesting for silence instead. He’d agreed without a thought, saying that whatever pleases me, pleases him too. But seeing his head bobbing up and down to a random beat produced by his drumming fingers, I feel a tad bit guilty for denying his pleasure. But I’m a bit selfish for wanting to be in peaceful silence. For one, I have a vibrator in me. It’s like a ticking time bomb, waiting to detonate in any given moment. I’m worried. Scratch that, I’m terrified. Luca’s threats do not seem empty. And knowing him as a man of his words, there’s no doubt that he has

“CarPool”(18+)

I don’t expect him to go all out on the vibrator but he does. I don’t expect the vibration in me to go that high within seconds but it has. Seating right across Zane, I dare not shift to ease the burden pleasuring my insides. Luca watches me from his table, smug and satisfied. He likes the way my face hardens as the throbbing sensation within me increases. He likes the way my teeth nip at my bottom lip. Although he wishes to do that himself. I writhe, one eye twitching as the feeling becomes uncontrollable. A small tear peeps past my lash line, blurring anything and everything in my vision. I clutch the table, my knuckles turning white to prove how hard I held on for dear life. But it’s not enough. It’s not enough.. As pleasure supersedes any sense of control, erotic images begin flooding my mind. It doesn’t surprise me that the first person that comes to my head is Luca. It’s addictive how his lips morph perfectly with mine, blushed and crimson from my rough nibbling.

Taste Of Obsession (18+)

Yep, he’s said it. He’s done it again. And that look of shock on her face saddens him. Suddenly, she isn’t aroused anymore, the sparkle of desire in her eyes lost as his words register in her mind. However, there’s a softness underlying her hard gaze, of mild confusion maybe. As if she feels the same way about him. It should be scary to him, he’s aware. That she’s giving him that same look of disapproval again. But the way she’s gazing up at him, with those wide, glassy eyes, swollen lips, has him so fucking obsessed. Obsessed in ways that he can’t even begin to explain. For the first time, Luca’s unable to think straight and make solid sense, and she doesn’t even care. She doesn’t care because she wants none of it. What they both share, should be strictly sexual. The relation between them is already a forbidden one since she’s married but he still wants more. He wants to be that guy to keep her up at night, to be on her mind every damn time that she won’t even have time for

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