บททั้งหมดของ HIS FORBIDDEN TEMPTATION : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

I can't believe this is really happening. I giggled as I made my way to my room. I was so excited for tonight and I couldn't contain myself.I opened my room door stepping inside as I closed the door, leaning my back against it.I couldn't help but close my eyes as images of everything that just happened in his office filled my head. My pussy was still raw from everything he did to me.Fuck, His tongue, his fingers. The way he had spanked me. I felt like him spanking me brought out my inner slut. I liked it way too much.I remember how I used to ask my ex boyfriend to spank me and he'd look at me weirdly, he even called me a freak.I bit my lips with a moan as I made my way to my bed. The anticipation for tonight was killing me. Would he finally fuck me with his huge cock? My pussy couldn't help but clench at the thought.What will I be doing all day as I wait?I groaned as I picked up my phone from my bedside table and immediately dialed my best friend's number.She picked on the fir

My wrists tugged against the silk rope as I whimpered beneath him, my thighs trembling from need. He knelt between them like a king surveying his feast, eyes fixed on my dripping pussy with a hunger that made my heart race.“Still so eager,” Mr De Vito murmured, the edge of a smirk curling on his lips. “But I told you—you don’t get to cum until I say so.”He leaned forward, breath warm against my core, and pressed a single kiss to my inner thigh. So gentle. Too gentle.I squirmed, lifting my hips for more, only for him to pin them back down with one strong hand. “Tsk. You don’t move unless I let you. Understood?”“Yes… sir,” I whispered, my voice shaking.“Good girl.”Then his mouth descended on me—no longer teasing. He licked me with purpose, tongue dragging slowly through my folds, tasting every inch like I was his favorite flavor. My head fell back, eyes rolling as he sucked softly on my clit.I gasped, my back arching.But just as my pleasure built to that unbearable point, he pul

“Good morning sir," I greeted as I made my way to my table and he hummed in response without looking at me.Yeah, like his head wasn't buried between my legs last night and the night before.I had the best weekend ever.Fuck, Mr De Vito was so good with his tongue and fingers but I don't know why he won't give me his cock.He'd eat my pussy, finger me shitless and do everything filthy with my pussy but not give me his cock. It was frustrating and when I asked him to fill me he'd just tell me to take what I get.I haven't stopped thinking about what his cock would feel like thrusting inside me. Argh, why won't he just fuck me already?“Good morning Mr De Vito," came Miss Ferdinand’s cheery voice and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.“Coffee for you," she said as she dropped a cup of coffee on his table. “I hope you had a lovely weekend?" “Yeah, thank you Miss Ferdinand," Mr De Vito said as he took the cup of coffee and sipped from it and it took everything in me not to laugh.When wi

I pulled back from her chest, lips wet, eyes gleaming with raw, unfiltered lust.“On your knees,” I ordered, voice low and commanding. “Now.”She dropped without hesitation, her eyes locked on mine as her hands moved to my belt, fingers trembling with anticipation. She undid it slowly, teasingly, dragging my zipper down while I watched her like a predator ready to devour.My cock sprang free—thick, hard, already leaking.She licked her lips.“Open that pretty mouth,” I growled, stroking myself slowly as she tilted her head back, lips parted, eyes glassy with need.“Such a good fucking girl,” I muttered, sliding the head against her tongue. “You’ve been thinking about this, haven’t you? Thought about my cock down your throat all day.”I didn’t wait for an answer.I pushed in slowly, inch by inch, watching her lips stretch around me. Her moan vibrated through my length, and I hissed, hand tightening in her hair.“Fuck, baby girl… just like that,” I groaned, rocking my hips forward until

I licked my lips as I stared at his cock—thick, veiny, flushed red and twitching with need. A drop of precum glistened at the tip, and fuck, it was begging for my tongue.“Look at you,” I whispered, brushing my fingers lightly down the underside of his shaft. “So hard for me already.”He growled low in his throat, dark eyes locked on mine. “Open that filthy little mouth, baby girl. Let Daddy fuck your throat like he owns it.”A shiver ran down my spine.I leaned in and licked a slow stripe from base to tip, savoring the taste of him. His abs tightened, breath hissing through clenched teeth.“Goddamn,” he muttered. “That tongue… fuck.”I swirled it around the head, teasing, tracing every ridge, every sensitive spot. He twitched under my touch, precum leaking steadily now.“You want me to take it all, Daddy?” I purred, eyes locked on his.“Every. Fucking. Inch,” he growled. “Choke on it, baby. Make it messy. I want to see spit dripping down your chin.”I moaned and sank down, taking him