Todos os capítulos de Raw Desires | Steamy Short Stories: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 7

Themes: Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, StrangersMia swiped the keycard and pushed open the door to her hotel room.After a grueling 12-hour flight and a tedious business conference, all she wanted was a hot shower and sleep.She wheeled her suitcase inside and surveyed the spacious corner suite with floor-to-ceiling windows. The evening skyline twinkled with the lights of surrounding buildings."At least this trip has some perks," she murmured, kicking off her heels and shrugging out of her blazer.Mia crossed to the windows, admiring the view while unbuttoning her blouse. Her fingers paused at the third button when she realized something that sent a jolt through her body.The building directly across from her, another glass tower maybe fifty yards away, had identical floor-to-ceiling windows.Through one of those windows, she could clearly see a man sitting at a desk, illuminated by a lamp.Her breath caught.He was working on a laptop, suit jacket discarded, tie loosened,

The elevator ride to the 22nd floor felt interminable.Mia had showered quickly, her skin still warm and flushed.She'd chosen a simple black dress that was both elegant and easy to remove.Her hair fell in damp waves around her shoulders, and she wore only a touch of lip gloss.The citrus scent of the hotel's shower gel lingered on her skin as she checked her reflection in the elevator's mirrored wall.She hardly recognized the woman who stared back at her.Her eyes were bright with excitement, cheeks flushed, lips slightly parted.She looked like someone on the verge of an adventure, not the responsible executive who had arrived at this hotel just hours ago.The elevator chimed as it reached the 22nd floor.Mia took a deep breath and stepped out into the corridor.The hallway stretched in both directions, identical to her own floor — plush carpet, subdued lighting, numbered doors.She turned right,

"I want to see you too," Mia said as she popped the button on his jeans, her voice low and breathy.She dragged the zipper down slowly, her gaze never leaving his. The anticipation between them was thick, electric.Her knuckles brushed the rigid line of his cock through the denim, earning a sharp inhale from him.She shoved the jeans down over his hips, revealing sleek black boxer briefs clinging to him. His erection strained hard against the fabric, the damp spot at the tip betraying just how turned on he was.Mia sank to her knees with deliberate grace, the plush carpet biting into her skin. She looked up at him, eyes dark with need, lashes fluttering. Her palms smoothed up his thighs as she mouthed him through the cotton."You don’t have to—" Alex began, voice rough.She silenced him with a slow lick along his length, teasing him through the fabric. His head tipped back with a groan, one hand shooting out to brace against the window behind him. The other hovered near her hair, trem

Felix's eyes darkened at her words, pupils dilating until only a thin ring of blue remained."Good girl," he murmured, the praise sending an unexpected thrill through her body.His fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her legs with deliberate slowness.The silk dragged against her sensitive skin, adding to the anticipation building within her.Wendy kicked off her heels, allowing him to remove the delicate barrier completely.Felix dropped to his knees before her, his large hands spreading her thighs wider.The position, her boss kneeling between her legs, her exposed while still wearing her professional blouse, was filthier than any fantasy she'd allowed herself."I've dreamt about tasting you for years," Felix said, his breath hot against her inner thigh.He started with feather-light kisses along the sensitive skin, each one moving slightly higher.His hands gripped her thighs firmly, th