Semua Bab MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales : Bab 91 - Bab 100

“Daniel…ohh Daniel…you make me feel so good babe” Evelyn moaned as her husband stood naked in between her legs, pleasuring her to full satisfaction. Her body trembled with a thrill she could not contain as she felt the warm slickness between her thighs. She caught a glimpse of his hard cock with thick veins and her lust grew, she reached out to massage it when her wet dreams faded into the cruel morning sun. She laid in her bed frustrated, she turned her head to the familiar emptiness of her bed. The sheets beside her were cold and untouched, again. Her hand slid over the vacant pillow, her fingers curling around nothing but silence. The early morning light, piercing through the windows, casting muted lines over the unwrinkled side of the mattress. It had been months since her husband held her, or even kissed her like he meant it. She sat up slowly, her satin nightgown clinging to the sweat of a dream she couldn’t remember. Her boobs were swollen and her hard nipples pointing

Adam moved without hesitation.His touch was gentle and deliberate, as he slid his finger to touch her core through the thin line of her panties and her breath caught.He smiled when he felt how wet she was and moved his fingers slowly, over it. Stroking.“No rules,” he whispered, his voice deep and full of promise.Evelyn let out a soft moan, one that was filled with all the days that she had held back. It felt so fucking good.He turned her over, to face up now.“Look into my eyes,” he commanded.And she obeyed. He slid his hand into her panties, his other hand grabbing her neck. He kept on massaging her clit in circular motions that made her moan loudly.She tried but she couldn’t stop herself.He bent down and captured her lips in his; she kissed him back, aggressively, like she was trying to explain how good he made her feel with his touch, through her kiss.Her hands moved and wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer, but Adam removed it, holding it over her head, l

“Pack your things, Ava. You’re coming with me to Chicago this weekend.”Ava froze in the middle of scribbling something on her notebook. She looked up at Julian Black, her boss—the man whose calm control made half the office tremble—and she blinked like she had just heard the most impossible thing.“Excuse me?” she asked, more surprised than polite, like she had wanted it to sound.“I said,” he repeated himself, voice low and precise, every word measured like he wanted it to sink into her head, “you’re coming with me to Chicago. Board meeting, and merger talk. You’ll handle everything as usual. But this time, you’re not staying behind.”Ava’s chest tightened. Her first thought: Of course he would choose me. The perfect assistant. The invisible one.Her second thought: God, why does the idea of being alone with him make my stomach twist like this?“I… I’ll need to check my schedule,” she said, forcing calm into her voice. She tried to sound professional, tried to hide the sudden

Julian held her against the wall, his body holding her in place like she belonged there. His mouth was hot on her neck, and his hand slid between her thighs. He thrusted two fingers inside her, deep and firm. Ava gasped, the sound turning into a moan as he moved, the pace of his fingers were fast, too fast that they hit her in just the right way every time. He watched her face with a pleasing smile across his face, from the way her lips parted to the way her eyes closed when the pleasure hit her. His other hand gripped her waist, holding her in place as her breast bounced against his chest. “I’m going to own you tonight,” he said in a low voice. “I’ve tried to hold this back, but you’ve been tempting me every single day.”Before she could reply, his hand moved to her throat, firm but not hurting, lifting her chin so he could kiss her hard. It was rough, hungry, like he was trying to take all her self control away.Then he lifted her easily, like she weighed nothing and placed he

Steph’s POV“FUCKKKK!!!… you’re so tight,” the random man cursed behind me as he slid his oversized cock into my entrance.The bass from the speakers vibrated through the walls of the sex booth where I was bent over in a doggy position, on the red velvet couch that was placed inside of it.I gasped when he grabbed my waist, holding me tight like he didn’t want to let go.His voice was low and rough, the kind that seemed to hum against my skin. “If I could, I’d take you home right now.”It was wild, raw, and completely unlike anything I had ever done before. But the rush in my blood wiped away every bit of doubt I had carried in.A few days ago, I never would have pictured this. I would have been at home, curled up on my couch, crying over the breakup. But Gia and Cal refused to let me stay there.“Let’s go to a sex party,” they had said—like it was the most normal idea in the world to soothe a broken heart.I laughed at first, sure I’d say no. But somehow, they got me in the car. And