Dangerous Pleasures のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1091 - チャプター 1100

"Gray? Look at me, please? I want you to look at me while you come."She ripped off the blindfold. The change in light made her squint. Her ivory complexion was much rosier than usual. "Oh, thank god. I've wanted to take that thing off for ages now... Fuck, I'm close. You're doing so well."Feeling prouder than proud, I flitted my happy tongue over her clit. Yum. The guttural moans that escaped her mouth sent bolts of pleasure straight through me, right to my own dripping center. "Please come for me?"I sped up my fingers and sucked on her clit again. She climaxed hard. Her technicolor body convulsed and curled on my white bedsheets. The way she looked as she was coming was poetry in motion... I wanted to keep licking her sex, I wanted to drink every last drop of her. But her hips began bucking too wildly, her thighs began squeezing my head too tightly. I couldn't keep my mouth on her. Making sure my fingers at least stayed in her, I just watched. Fascinated and mesmerized. At the end

After her question, I was gone. The string of spit that bridged her lips to the toy's tip... Seeing that glow under her lights catapulted me over the edge. It would've taken a split second to tell her I was about to come, but there still wasn't enough time. I was already coming. In a state of stupor, I rammed my hips forward and I heard her gag. I stepped back and squeaked out an apology. Too many things were going on, everything was blurry—I wasn't sure what was happening anymore.Next thing I knew, I was on Gray's bed. My head was resting on her soft, fluffy pillows. I idly stared at the color-changing ceiling, beyond stunned and stupefied. But then my roommate started kissing me and the world made sense again. Not for the first time, because of her kinky ideas, I felt like I'd just taken the 'red pill' from 'The Matrix.' I felt like I'd learned some life-altering information I couldn't put in words."What happened?" I asked after we stopped making out. She shrugged to appear all in

After we sat down on high stools by a small table, my date asked me what I wanted. I knew the establishment had great 'prohibition-era cocktails,' but I preferred my liquor straight. When I told her I was in the mood for tequila, she ordered the priciest bottle. "Really? I was thinking a few shots... That bottle costs like triple what I spent on dinner.""I know, but I'm overcompensating." Her grin was undeniably charming. "Cassidy, I'm the one who asked you out... Which means you shouldn't have paid for anything in the first place."I chuckled. "That's kinda old-school, don't you think? If I—" Hearing my phone's text chime, I stopped talking. My eyes jumped to my purse. But I shook my head and looked at the brunette sitting across from me again. "What was I saying? Oh yeah, I—""Go on, check it," she cut me off, still smiling. "I'm sure you're dying to know if she texted you back..." Confused by the statement, I asked who 'she' was. "Whoever you've been thinking of this entire night.

"No worries, we all loved having you there."Without another word, I moved to the kitchen then began rinsing the used glasses and other tableware in our sink. As soon as Gray realized what I was doing, she asked me to stop helping her. "Hey, no, Cass, you don't have to do that!"She gripped my hips from behind and pulled me away... Which was counterproductive since it just caused soapy water to drip onto the tiled floor. We struggled for a bit, but I was able to make her let me go.All of a sudden, something clicked in my brain. I was experiencing such an intense déjà vu moment, it was so poignantly powerful, I felt nauseous. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. This Apartment 202 scene was almost an exact replication of one that'd happened around a year ago. That day was only a few weeks after my arrival, while today was only a few weeks ahead of my departure. It seemed we'd come full circle... Was the temporal symmetry—Poetic or tragic? Perhaps both?"Cass, you don't have to—""I kn

"Okay, I'm gonna give this my best shot... Remember the day we met?" She asked and I nodded, yes. I didn't mention it out loud, but I even remembered what she was wearing during my roommate interview. A cornflower blue romper. "After you left Apartment 202, my sister offered to keep paying for her half of the rent and just use your room for storage.""I was right all along then. She doesn't like me." I wasn't the type of person who needed to be liked by everyone... But Gray's family members were important to me because they were important to her, so the confirmation of my fears stung. "You shouldn't have sugarcoated that.""No, wait. I wasn't just trying to make you feel better. She likes you," my roommate stressed the three words. "It's just that at first, you reminded her of a person she absolutely hates... Like even some of my friends clocked that supposed resemblance when they first met you, but I never saw it."Further deflated by her last disclosure, I let out a sigh followed by