Semua Bab Anything For You: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Sophia's heart raced as she waited on the sofa, the vibrating egg inside her sending delicious tremors through her body. The clock ticked past 5 pm. Her fingers tightened around the remote, tempted to crank up the intensity.A knock at the door had her jumping. Sophia stood, adjusting her robe and taking a steadying breath before opening the door.Jake stood there, a vision in crisp shirt and trousers, holding a bag of takeout. His eyes raked over her appreciatively. "Well hello," he purred, stepping inside. "Don't you look delectable."Sophia felt a blush creep up her neck. "You're not so bad yourself," she managed.Jake set the food down and turned to her, closing the distance between them. His hand slid to her waist,

As Sophia moved to obey, her mind raced. What the hell am I doing? she wondered. But the throb between her legs and the lingering sting on her ass told her exactly why she was doing this. She wanted more, craved more, of whatever Jake had to offer."Hold the edge of the table," Jake commanded, his voice low and husky.Sophia stretched her arms out, gripping the smooth wood. Her heart pounded as she felt Jake bend down behind her. His warm breath ghosted over her skin, causing goosebumps to erupt. A gentle kiss pressed against each of her reddened cheeks, the tenderness a stark contrast to the spanking she'd just received. Sophia closed her eyes, savouring the sensation.Without warning, Jake grasped the egg vibrator and slowly pulled it out. Sophia whimpered at the

Jake propped himself up on an elbow, his eyes roaming over her flushed skin. "How do you feel about it now?" he asked, trailing a finger along her collarbone.She shivered at his touch. "I'm definitely more comfortable," Sophia admitted. "But... there's still this niggle in the back of my mind."His brow furrowed. "What's the niggle saying?"Sophia sighed, her gaze dropping to the sheets between them. "It's stupid, really. Just... that somehow giving up control like that is weak, anti-feminist, all kinds of shit like that."Jake's hand stilled on her skin. "Hey," he said softly, tilting her chin up to meet his eyes. "There's nothing weak about knowing what you want and going after it. Feminism is about choice, right? And this was your choice."

Sophia arched into his touch, craving more. Her mind raced with possibilities of what Jake might do next. She was completely at his mercy - and loving every second.Jake's hot breath ghosted over Sophia's inner thighs, making her shiver with anticipation. His tongue darted out, tasting her with teasing, feather-light strokes that had her squirming. Sophia whimpered around the lace gag, her hips bucking involuntarily as Jake alternated between long, languid licks and targeted flicks against her most sensitive spots. Her hands clenched into fists behind her back, desperate to tangle in his hair and pull him closer.Just as the pleasure started to build, Jake's hand snaked down, gripping the base of the vibrator in her ass. With agonizing slowness, he pushed it deeper, stretching her further. 

Sophia's eyes fluttered open, a soft groan escaping her lips as consciousness slowly returned. Sunlight streamed through the half-open curtains, casting a warm glow across the rumpled sheets. She felt deliciously sore, every muscle in her body aching in the most satisfying way. Jake's arm was draped over her waist, his breath warm against the back of her neck. Memories of the previous night flooded back, sending a shiver down her spine. "Mmm," she murmured, stretching languidly. Her movements stirred Jake, who tightened his grip and nuzzled closer."Morning, gorgeous," he mumbled, voice rough with sleep. Sophia turned in his arms, wincing slightly at the twinge between her thighs. "Morning, surfer boy."