YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 351 - チャプター 360

Ellie's PovI wrote a new entry in my journal that night while he slept beside me. I could not stop thinking about losing control completely, I wrote that I wanted him to tie me up with something strong. My wrists to the headboard so I could not touch myself or him, then tease my pussy for a long time with his mouth and fingers and the vibrator. Bring me right to the edge of coming again and again but stop each time. Make me shake and beg loud before he finally let me finish. I wanted to feel helpless and desperate, I closed the journal and left it on the nightstand on purpose before morning.Jax woke up early and made coffee. I heard him open the journal while I was in the shower, when I came out in my robe he was sitting at the kitchen table reading.“Morning,” he said and looked up with a smile. “Read your new fantasy.”I poured coffee nervously. “The tying up one?”“Yes. You want your wrists bound tight. Me edging you until you beg.”I nodded. “I do, a lot.”He closed the book. “H

Ellie's PovWe spent the next few days together. He cooked breakfast at my place, we watched movies on the couch. I wrote in my journal every night before bed. One evening I wrote my darkest fantasy so far. I wanted double penetration. His cock in my ass and a thick dildo filling my pussy at the same time. I wrote how full I would feel.How I wanted him to fuck me hard like that until I squirted everywhere. I wanted overstimulation, to cum so many times I could not think. I left the journal on his nightstand at his loft the next morning on purpose.He found it while I was in the shower. When I came out wrapped in a towel he was sitting on the bed reading with a serious look.“You wrote this last night?” he asked.I nodded and sat beside him. “Yes.”He closed the book gentle. “Double penetration. My cock in your ass and a dildo in your pussy.”“I know it is a lot. I have never done it before.”He looked at me straight. “You really want to try it?”“I do. I trust you Jax, i want to feel

Lila's PovThe storm had been building all day. Dark clouds rolled in over the city around noon, and by evening the wind howled against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse. I had spent the afternoon in my office at the foundation, pretending to work on grant proposals while my mind wandered to the same place it always did lately.Roman, my husband. The man I had married six months ago in a ceremony that felt more like a corporate merger than a wedding.Our families had arranged everything from the beginning. The Moreaus owned half the luxury real estate in three states. The Voss family controlled the shipping and logistics that moved goods through those properties. The merger would save both sides billions in the long run.The wedding was huge. Televised in certain circles. Covered in magazines that called it “the union of the decade.” We smiled for the cameras, said our vows in front of five hundred people, and then retreated to separate suites on our honeymoon in the Maldi

Lila's PovI woke up feeling restless. I did not stay in bed long, i got up and went straight to my closet. I started pulling out clothes, folded them into a suitcase. I wanted to move my things into the master bedroom today.Roman found me there. He leaned in the doorway watching.“You are packing already?” he asked.“Yes,” I said. “I do not want to wait until tonight, i want to do it now.”He smiled. “Good. I will help.”We worked together. I carried my clothes, he carried my books and shoes. We filled his closet with my things, made space in the drawers. Put my jewelry on the dresser next to his watch, it felt strange. Like we were claiming the room together.When we finished we stood in the middle of the room, looked around. My perfume on the nightstand, his ties next to my scarves. It looked right.He turned to me. “This is ours now. No more separate anything.”I nodded. “I like that.”He stepped closer. “Are you nervous?”“A little,” I said. “It feels big, moving in and sharing

Lila's PovI woke up the next morning with Ronan's arm still around my waist from the night before. We had fallen asleep on the couch after the kitchen thing. My ass was still a little sore from his hand but in a good way that made me smile when I moved. He was breathing slow against my neck, i didn't want to get up, i liked how heavy he felt against me.He stirred after a while and kissed the back of my shoulder. "Morning.""Morning," I said.We stayed quiet for a bit. Just breathing together. Then he spoke. "Last night was different.""Yeah.""Not the Game.""No."He rolled me over so we were facing each other. His eyes looked serious. "I don't want to pretend anymore."I swallowed. "Me neither.""The blindfolds, the darkness. It's good, really good but it's addictive. I think about it all the time."I nodded. "Me too. Every day, i walk around work wondering what you'll do next time."He touched my cheek. "It's messing with my head, i want you all the time now, not just on Game nigh