บททั้งหมดของ Sinful Lust Stories: บทที่ 211 - บทที่ 220

 I didn’t sleep that night. It was impossible too when I kept replaying what had happened in the office, and I only ended up being sexually frustrated because he didn't make me cum.   When it was barely dawn, I was still awake, staring at the ceiling, when I heard the low growl of engines outside. I got up and ran to the window. My eyes caught the huge frame of Travis Kane walking up the stairs, surrounded by his men, and my breath caught.   He's here for me!  I raced to the bathroom to brush my teeth and fix my hair before running down the stairs. My father and Travis were arguing in the living room.  "Travis, this isn’t the place to discuss-” “Everywhere is the place when you owe me.” He shrugged. His gaze found me instantly when I was halfway down the stairs, and hot liquid pooled between my legs. 

They had finally found the mineral location but the place was heavily guarded and it was on a land that belonged to some Madam Seraphina Duarte. Marsh had then sent Arkham off to pose as a lawyer to discuss with her on permission to use the land. Arkham would have preferred they use force of course, but they had strict instructions from Golgar to not draw undue attention especially the attention of the human government as they could be very brutal. So his plan was to seduce her, if she proved to be difficult, after all, he was a prime male from Golgar. Arkham finally bagged a meeting with Seraphina but when he stepped into her study, she was not what he had expected. She was beautiful. Cold, yes with that air of superiority around her. She would fit right with females of his kind. “Mr. Arkham,” she purred, her lips curving as she ran her eyes down his body, suddenly making him very self aware. “You’re here to convince me to sell my land?”Her eyes lingered on his broad shoulder

 Ava's POV  I hadn’t expected the week to end like this. I, all alone in a hotel room, a king-sized bed, and horny as fuck.   I didn't care that my windows were open as I lay sprawled on the sheets, touching myself. A part of me hoped someone was watching, and the idea that someone was watching had me getting even wetter.   Oh damn it, I need to get laid quickly and soon. I wanted to be fucked, badly. My fingers traced slow circles over my hot little pussy, and it twitched and quivered with each movement. I ran my fingers down my slick folds, got them wet, and brought them to my lips.   I ran my tongue over them and moaned as my taste coated my tongue.   A knock on the door had me freezing.   "Who's there?" I asked, slipping the night robe over my naked body.   

 Travis Adeno was the country's best footballer. One night, while being followed by a set of relentless paparazzi, he stumbled into a dancing studio and found Connie.   Sweet, delicate, graceful Connie. She was a ballerina, and he had watched her dance, mesmerised by the lithe sway of her body, hungry and yearning for her. His breath had been knocked out when her pretty blue eyes met his, and she grinned at him.    He had returned every night after that, watching her while the tension between them grew and thickened until he couldn't take it anymore. That night, she danced too close to him, moving those hips in the most delicious manner, all he could think of was that delectable ass grinding on him.  Connie's breath caught when her sexy hunk of a footballer suddenly moved, backing her up against the mirror nearby. Travis loomed over her, his chest heaving. His hand gripped her wrist

 What was the point of family dinner? Elena thought. It was torture for her. Dinner stretched on, laughter and chatter filling the air, but Elena barely heard any of it. Every second, she was hyper-aware of him. The way he looked at her. The way his foot pressed against her calf and his toes gave those hot flicks against her skin that travelled straight to her pussy.   By the time the plates were cleared, she was wet and aroused for her father-in-law to be.   She was marrying Daniel's son, and yet she ached for him.   She excused herself from the table with a smile, murmuring something about needing a breath of air, but she walked deeper into the house.. Daniel followed her. Ever since his son introduced her to him, he was drawn to her like a moth to flame.   They stared at each other hungrily before Elena walked back towards h