บททั้งหมดของ Sinful Lust Stories: บทที่ 281 - บทที่ 290

 Diane had barely stepped inside her apartment before Ramirez was on her. The front door hadn’t even clicked shut before his hands were on her waist, pulling her flush against his chest. She gasped at the sudden weight and heat of him.   "Man, you are an insatiable beast," She giggled, feeling the hard length straining through his pants. "What's the point of holding me like this? I don't plan to run away, Ramirez,"  “Don’t even think about running,” he growled. “You’re mine. Already mine.” Diane shivered, letting out a breathy laugh. “And how did you get in here?” she asked, trying to catch her wits even though she was quickly losing them. She should be more worried about a huge man who kept breaking into her apartment just because he needed her. They had been seeing each other for almost a month now and somehow sex with Ramirez had gotten

 Jane had been staring at the tattoo artist since she walked in. He was tall, covered in tattoos himself, and he had a smirk that told her he had seen and done things that would make her blush.  Unlike her, who decided to get a tattoo just tk rebel against her parents. They had caught her at a club and embarrassed her two days ago. She was twenty two for fuck sake. She could club if she wanted to. Well now she wasn't just going clubbing, she would get a tattoo too and maybe even fuck the tattoo artist if he was up for it.   “What are you getting today?” Mike asked in a gravelly voice and that made her thighs squeeze together. She swallowed, holding up a crumpled photo of a butterfly tattoo “Something small. Just here.” She touched the side of her ribs, right under her breast. His gaze followed her hand, lingering just a little too long on the proppe

 The clinic smelled faintly of antiseptic and latex. Michael sat on the padded examination table, or bed, or whatever they called it, where they had him lie.   He was restless and his paper gown was gaping open across his chest. He hated doctor visits. He hated the waiting and he hated being probed by some weird man in glasses asking him questions about his dick.  But when the door finally opened, what walked in made his boredom vanish in an instant. The nurse was sex on legs.   She was a tall, blonde, curvy thing and it showed under her scrubs. Her lips had a sheen of gloss, and when her eyes landed on him, there was a naughty look in them.   “Mr. Carter?” she asked, glancing down at the chart in her hands. “That’s me,” he said, offering a small smile, trying to hide his massively

 How to get a firefighter to fuck you: Step one, create a fire.   Minerva stood over the smoking toaster, heart pounding like she’d just committed a crime. Well she had. She had shoved two slices of bread in, cranked the setting high, and waited until they caught. Black smoke curled to the ceiling, and within seconds, the alarm shrieked. Her lips curved into a guilty smile. It was reckless and dumb. But she knew what it would bring. And sure enough, minutes later, the pounding knock came. “Fire department!” She opened the door, trying to look flustered but not too flustered. The acrid smell of burned toast filled the hallway but she only had eyes for the hunk standing before her.   Ethan Hayes. Her childhood friend, firefighter and the subject of her wet dreams.   His broad shou

 Ethan hadn’t planned to take it this far. When he brought Minerva back to his place after the fire scare, he thought it’d be just a night of letting her crash in on his bed, making sure she was safe.  But then he had kissed her last night and ate her pussy out and now all he could think about was sinking in said pussy. He had wanted her ever since he was a teenager and she had come back from summer school, suddenly having tits and that shapely ass. Minerva had grown into a bombshell and it had been hard to fight the urge to slobber over her like all the men he knew did.   He didn't want to lose her friendship. But now seeing the way she moaned and arched on his thighs, her pussy juices drenching his pants, he couldn't think about anything else.  He pulled off the shirt she had on, tossing it to the ground. His hands grabbed her waist while his mouth dropped to her sw