บททั้งหมดของ Dangerous Pleasures: บทที่ 1111 - บทที่ 1120

As someone who enjoyed having time to herself, my constant need to be around Ellie surprised me. Even in previous romantic relationships, there were days when I'd needed to be alone and just realign for a while. I never felt that way when it came to her. As long as she wanted to see me, I did my best to make my way to her.My attraction to her was so palpable at times, it physically hurt for me to think that we were just friends. I knew she knew that I found her attractive. It was impossible for me to hide it. I was just glad that she didn't seem to mind. If our constant flirty state was anything to go by, I think she enjoyed me having a crush on her.I enjoyed crushing on her, too. I'd grown to crave the feeling of warmth that spread through me whenever she was around. I'd quickly become addicted to how my body and mind responded to her presence. I was just so reactive to her, everything about her had me enamored in a way I'd never experienced before. So much so that every time she b

I watched curiously as her perfect smile reappeared. Her blue eyes became even brighter. "If sex with strangers isn't your thing..." She began and I knew right away what she was going to say next.I thought I was done with my 'fire phases.' I thought I'd reached a stage in my friendship with Ellie where I didn't run the risk of exploding in her presence anymore. I was wrong. Suddenly, with no warning whatsoever, I was set ablaze by all the possibilities I'd already categorized as impossibilities.Just like that, sex with Ellie was apparently back on the table."How about sex with me?"Now that the question was out there, there was no way for either of us to take it back. A look of uncertainty flashed on her face at my stunned silence, but she just shook it off. She was waiting for me to say something.Sex with Ellie? Ellie with her sexy body, Ellie with her divine smile, Ellie with her oceanic eyes, Ellie with her intoxicating scent... Ellie, Ellie, Ellie."I don't think that'd be a g

"Wait—" I interrupted her. I asked her to pull out, so I could get on my hands and knees. I turned around to look at her. "Okay, come get me," I rasped out. I felt my juices starting to drip down my inner thighs and I really needed to come again. And by the looks of her face, she really needed to come, too."Fuck, Hannah—" She shook her head, sporting the biggest smile. She bent down to lick the full length of my slit. She gave my left butt cheek a quick kiss with her lips before repositioning the toy at my entrance. She frantically pushed into me from behind and I squeezed my eyes shut. Unlike earlier, she didn't start out slow.Her hands gripped my hips tightly. She pulled me to her in time with each one of her thrusts, going deep then even deeper. Her thighs were slapping against my ass and I was screaming at the top of my lungs. I felt so full. Her pace was brutal but in the best way possible. The pressure and pleasure building inside my body were coming together, creating an infe

Surprisingly, Ellie was the one who snapped first.Although we'd never discussed it aloud, she knew not to touch me anymore. She knew I didn't want her to, so she hadn't done so in more than two weeks. Even if I could tell that it was incredibly hard for her, she was keeping her hands and mouth off me.Every time she beckoned to me, I still came over to her apartment. But it was usually for a quickie where I made her come once (sometimes, twice) before I rushed back to the safety of my own home. I'd begun to see myself as someone akin to a home-service massage therapist or maybe even a plumber, I did my job then I went home. Simple. Sure, I didn't make any money from what I was doing, but I regarded the time I spent with Ellie as my payment.I was still basically an addict and she was my drug of choice. I knew that continuously choosing to be around her was self-destructive, but I kept at it. True to the definition of insanity, I kept repeating the same actions over and over again, ex

Turns out, Hannah was really, really good at ignoring me. In addition to an embarrassing number of unanswered texts, she'd also ignored a bouquet of mixed flowers I sent her. One morning, I'd even dropped off a phone charger outside her door with a note that said: 'Just in case you need battery.'I'd officially run out of ideas. Which was why I decided to go out and have a drink with friends. 'A drink' turned into 'a lot of drinks.' And as more and more alcohol pumped through my veins, my need to see Hannah grew stronger and stronger. Too strong for me to fight. Alcohol had always made me crave the touch of another person, probably because I felt lonelier when I was drunk. But I couldn't remember a time where I felt that particular ache more than I did with Hannah.I was consumed by my need to hold her. I didn't care if everything was still up in the air, I just needed a good night's sleep and I always slept well next to her. I knocked on her door loudly. I should've been quieter, mor