MIDNIGHT DESIRES: A Collection Of Erotic Tales のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 201 - チャプター 210

Rena’s povI didn’t say anything.Because I wanted it.He kissed me slowly. And I moaned softly into his mouth. The feel of his huge cock. And the taste of his lips made my toes curl.His hands moved and he lifted me on the table fast. He moved my legs open and he stood in between them without breaking the kiss.He pulled my skirt up. His hands brushing lightly on my thighs. In a way that made my mind spin.Flashes of the previous night came back rushing. The way he touched me. The way he spanked my ass. The way he felt inside me. It made me drip even more.He grabbed my ass. Squeezing on it gently as he kissed me. My body arched into his like it had a mind of its own.we broke apart. I barely even had time to breath before his hands found my core. He was looking right at me as he stroked my pussy through the thin lines of my panties.I bit my lips. Trying to fight back the moans. But the way he stared at me, made my body to react more than it already had.“Let it out. I want to hear

Rena’s POVThe morning came too soon.I didn’t get any sleep.Zayden and I eventually went back to work. But it was nothing like before. Every small brush of our skin sent a spark through me.And we ended up having a quickie before we finally went home to get ready for work.When I was home, I had wanted to take some rest. For an hour or two. But everytime I closed my eyes, I felt his breath. His hands. The moment right before everything changed.I kept on telling myself that it was a mistake. That he did not mean it and I didn’t mean it too. But my lips burned like the memory had not faded.I got to work late. And the presentation had started. I rushed to the conference booth and when i opened the door, all eyes turned to me.But my eyes caught his.I saw how the side of his lips, curved into a small smile.“Umm… I’m sorry for coming late.” I said fast. As I walked inside and sat at the space that was always reserved for me— across from him.I sat down there and I tried to follow thr

Maya’s pov “Are you always this restless, or am I just special?”That was the first message I saw when I woke up.I blinked, still half-asleep, squinting at the screen. The time was 9:12 a.m. The name? Still Unknown. But I didn’t need a name. I knew exactly who it was.Mr. Ceiling.He had texted me again. After I ignored the one he sent earlier. I sat up on my bed. And i was rubbing my face. The sunlight was pouring in through the blinds. But my head felt foggy. Like I had barely slept. Which technically was true. I hadn’t slept. He’d gone quiet last night. Not a single sound from above. The silence had been deafening.And I was laying there. Waiting for the thuds that never came. Like a fool. It was like my body was now used to the chaos. And now this? A morning text like we were friends?I typed back before my brain caught up.Maya: Special? You’re a noise complaint waiting to happen.Unknown: Oh, come on. Don’t pretend you didn’t miss me last night.I dropped my ph

Grace’s POVThe road that night was too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes you double-check if your radio’s dead or if the world just decided to stop existing.I had just left the choir practice. And now i was still humming the last hymn that we had practiced. It was literally stuck to my soul. My fingers were drumming on the steering wheel. My voice was a bit rough and happy too. The night air was soft. Cool. And it smelled like wet grass. Fresh. Alive. And perfect. I smiled to myself. As I remembered my dad earlier that evening. He was standing with his chest puffed up, like a rooster that was proud. “My Grace sings for heaven,” he’d said.Cute.He’d murder me if he knew how fast I was driving.I laughed softly under my breath. The old car was rattling like it was also laughing too. It was not new. And it was not shiny too. But it was one thing— mine. Old faithful.. or so I thought. Until it coughed. Clanked. And it died on me in the middle of my hymn. “Oh, no, no, no, don’t do t

Grace’s POVMy heart was beating so fast inside my chest. I almost thought that he was able to hear it from where he was standing. Caleb pushed himself off the door frame where he was. He walked towards me in a very slow. Lazy. And dangerous kind of way. My heart slowed. It was the kind of walk that made my breath to stop in my throat. The kind of walk that said he knew exactly what he was doing to me and he loved it more than anything. I swallowed hard. How could I be so careless. Finding it hard to walk away from the man that they had warned me about a million times. He stopped when he was just a few steps in front of me. His eyes were locked right on mine. He smiled in a teasing way. “So.” He said softly. “You finally believe what everyone says about me? That’s why you’re running away too?” I swallowed hard. “It’s not like that,” I whispered. “I was just trying—”He cut me off. Sharp. Smooth. Confident.“Fall for me?”I froze.My whole body became still. My lips parted. But n