Lahat ng Kabanata ng MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales : Kabanata 181 - Kabanata 190

Elias’s povShe bounced on my cock like her life depended on it.The sound of our moans filled the room and we didn’t care if anyone heard us.We had shut the world out and it was just us now.I held her tight and I turned her over. I towered over her and she wrapped her legs around my body.I started pounding into her pussy and the sound of our skin hitting against each other filled the space.“Elias… fuck me harder… Elias.” She moaned. Making me increase my pace. Faster. Faster. I couldn’t get enough of her.I stopped and I tossed her on the bed. I leaned in and her back was pressed against my chest. I slipped my cock inside her and I moved.Her pussy kept tightening around me and I fucked her hard. Harder than anyone ever could.She stretched her hand behind and she held my hair. I bent forward and I kissed her.And then I felt it.I felt my release pushing to

From the outside. Ava Hartman looked like the kind of woman that every magazine cover tried to capture.She was graceful, put together and she was smiling even when the cameras were not around her.She was the perfect wife. The perfect mother of three beautiful children. The kind of woman that neighbors would wave at because they saw her as someone that had everything all figured out.Her husband, Jonathan Hartman was one of the most respected businessmen in the whole of New York. He had built his empire from scratch. And now, the whole of the city bowed to his name.He was a kind, intelligent and charming man— he was everything that Ava could ask for in a man.Once in their life, they were inseparable.They spent long nights on the balcony. Their laughter echoing in between sips of wine and kisses that made her to feel like she was the only woman in the whole world.But as the years went by. Jonathan’s time started belonging to the boardroom and to meetings. His phone did not stop bu

Ava’s povHe stood up and pulled down his trousers. Along with his boxers.His cock bounced out in front of him— Long. Thick and dark.I smiled softly. The familiar thoughts of him inside me already pushing to the surface.He let it fall and he kicked the clothes off his legs.He climbed over me and he rubbed the tip of his cock on my wet pussy.The feeling sent a jolt of heat through me and I moaned. Holding him tighter than I ever did.He pushed his cock inside me and my breath caught. My lips parted. And a long satisfied moan escaped my lips.Jonathan held my thighs apart. Staying in between my legs and he started moving inside me slowly.His cock moved in and out of my pussy in the most sensual way possible. Like he was giving me time to feel every inch of it. Like he was trying to wipe away all my days of longing. Like he was trying to tell me how much he loved me with the way he moved.Time stopp

Aria’s pov I carried the last spare pillow that was there. And then I dropped it in the middle of us on the bed. “There. That’s the line. You should make sure to stay on your side and I stay on mine.” I said. He grinned. “You really think a pillow can stop temptation?”“Temptation?” I repeated. “From you?”He smiled at me. He did it in a slow and knowing way. “You said it. Not me.” I turned to my side and I carried my phone. I was acting like I was scrolling on it. As I ignored him. He laughed very softly and he said. “Good night princess.” “Don’t call me that!” I fired at him. “Good night Aria.” His voice dropped very low when he said my name. Like he was tasting it. And damn it… it did something to my chest. Something weird. The room became quiet and it was just the sound of the Ac that was humming. Our breathing too. I turned to look at him for a bit. His back was facing me. He was sleeping very peacefully. Like he was not running around in my mind. Like he was not push

Nolan’s povShe sighed like I had defeated her.“Fine. But you are not feeding me. I’m the one to feeding you.”I rested back in my chair. “Be my guest.”She carried a spoon. And then she scooped a bit of cereal. Then she leaned across the table.I opened my mouth automatically. But then she stopped when then spoon was just halfway into my mouth.“What?” I asked.“You look too smug,” she said.“That’s my face.”“Fix it.”I laughed, and she rolled her eyes but finally fed me the spoonful.Our fingers brushed. Just for a second.It was nothing, really. But it didn’t feel like nothing.The camera caught it too—her blush, my stupid grin.“Perfect,” I said softly.“Shut up,” she muttered, but she was smiling.By afternoon, the crew had left us alone to film some “natural” moments.We were at the sitting room. She sat down on the couch. And she was editing her vlog while I just layed in the floor beside her. And I was scrolling on my phone.For once, it was quiet. Comfortable.I watched her