Semua Bab MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales : Bab 121 - Bab 130

Miriam’s pov “Are we really doing this, or are you just trying to test how far I’ll go?”I turned my head to look at my husband, Adrian, as he walked behind me and I smirked under my half mask. His tie was a bit undone, and his eyes held a look that I had not seen in years, hungry, nervous and alive. “We are already here,” I teased him, and held his wrist as I pulled him towards the staircase that was covered in velvet rugs. “Testing is over.” Earlier today, an anonymous masked party invitation had come into my mail. It was black, with no venue. It had only the party name and intention with one line ‘tonight at the spot’. And as a woman that was full of mysteries, I knew the spot. The building did not look like it was anything serious from the outside. It was just another forgotten theatre hidden in the old part of the city. But the moment the doorman opened the golden doors, the inside shocked us. There were candles that lined the walls. Slow music hummed low in the room

Miriam’s pov. He slipped his cock into my pussy and he started pounding me, making me moan out his name like I was promising him i would never let another man have me this way again. The other couples looked confused at first, then they shrugged it off and the man moved to kiss the woman, as he slipped inside her, going into the exact same position that Adrian and I were in. The air in the room became heavy with unspoken tension. But I didn’t care. I had felt Adrian inside of me a million times, but not once have I ever gotten enough of him. Then he slipped out of my pussy and stood in front of me, guiding my head to where his cock was. It brushed against my lips, and it was dripping with my juices. I stood up and pushed him against the chair, then I knelt down, slow and deliberate as I maintained eye contact with him. I slipped his cock into my mouth and Adrian couldn’t help but moan loudly in the room. He held my head as he guided me on his full length and he hit aga

Cindy’s pov“Take it off.”The words left my mouth before I could think twice.The two men in front of me froze where they were standing close to the tall studio window. One of them raised his brow, and the other one smirked like those were the words he had been waiting all night to hear. “I mean the shirts tho,” I quickly added, as I waved the paintbrush in the air like it was wand, just to soften the command. “I can’t study muscles with fabric in the way.” The taller ones name was Elias, and he didn’t wait for me to ask twice. He pulled the shirt over his head slowly, like he wanted me to notice every sketch of his skin. And of course I did, because it was hard not to. My brush paused in the air as I took him all in— his hard chest, his smooth stomach, his dangerous smirk, they all made me feel some kind of way. Beside him, the quieter one, who’s name was Julian. hesitated before pulling his own shirt off. His movements were quick, shy, but his body was no less beautiful. L

Cindy’s pov Julian stood up quickly, his chest rising and falling like he had run a marathon. His hair was a little messy, his lips swollen from the kiss, and his eyes… they burned. He looked down as if he was ashamed of what had just happened, but then his eyes met mine again. There was no hiding from me now. His eyes were filled with guilt, hunger and confusion all tangled together. I couldn’t move, or even speak. I was frozen on the chair but every nerve in my body was alive and waiting. Then Elias stood up, slow and deliberate. Then he reached out to Julian again. He didn’t hesitate this time, he pulled him closer again. He held Julian’s face and tilted it back up, forcing his eyes to meet his. “Let’s finish what we already started.” His voice was low, rough, both like a promise and a threat at the same time. Then Elias slid his hand down, from Julian’s waist to his butt and he pulled him closer, closing the small space between them. He kissed him again and he squeezed

Lani’s POV “Do you want to taste heaven, or are you too afraid to fall?” The voice came from somewhere in the shadows of the temple, and it was very low and smooth like it was honey being poured on fire. Mira froze just at the heavy stone doors. Her hair was wet and it clung to her skin, because of the storm. I was standing beside her with her chest rising and falling. And her eyes went wide when she heard the voice. “Did you hear that?” Of course she had heard it, and the sound wrapped around us like a third presence. Mira and i had climbed up to the mountain, just so we could escape the heavy rain that was pouring down. We climbed to find a roof to cover our heads, and this place, this ruin was the only place that felt safe. Clouds moved around in the open room, and there were lights that shined like gold on the already cracked tiled floors. There were statues of angels standing tall inside and was staring at us like it was judging us. “Let’s go” i whispered, as i pulled