Semua Bab Forbidden Desires(Short Erotica Stories): Bab 21 - Bab 30

I shouldn’t have worn the dress.It was too short, too tight, and definitely too red for a quiet dinner party at our house. But the moment I heard he would be there, the infamous Mr. Westbrook, my father’s impossibly intimidating, too-handsome boss, I knew I wanted to make an impression.He wasn’t like the other old corporate types Dad usually worked under. He has no potbelly, no toupee, and no awkward laughter either. Mr. Westbrook was tall, broad-shouldered, and disgustingly composed with salt and pepper hair that only made him hotter, with a voice that dripped like whiskey, and eyes that always looked like he knew something you didn’t. Like he could look through your soul and catch every filthy thing going on there.I’ve caught him watching me before, all those subtle, and quick glances he threw at me when he thought I wasn’t paying attention. But I always noticed. And tonight? I wasn’t going to be subtle.The party was polite. Too polite for my liking. The clinking of glasses, and

He pulled into my driveway slowly. The door creaked open, and his tall frame stepped out. No smile. Just that same unreadable, commanding expression.“Lyla,” he said, his voice low. “I hope I’m not intruding.”I swallowed. “Not at all. Is… is everything okay?”“I wanted to check on you.” He took a slow step forward. “I wasn’t sure how you would feel. A man your father’s age putting his cock down your throat probably isn’t a daily occurrence.”He smirked a little. The bastard.I couldn’t help it, I smiled. “I didn’t mind it,” I said, holding his gaze. “I actually… enjoyed it.”His eyes narrowed, sharp with interest. “You enjoyed it?” He moved closer. “What exactly did you enjoy, Lyla?”My voice caught in my throat. “All of it.”In a heartbeat, I was pinned against my garage door, with his body pressed into mine, his breath hot at my neck. His hands slid under my shirt, palms roaming up until they cupped my aching breasts. He teased my nipples through the lace of my bra.“If I asked you

The ride to his estate was silent. He didn't tie me up with any chains, just a thick black strap locked to my collar, wrapped around the Demon Alpha’s wrist as he sat across from me in the back of a sleek, window-tinted car that smelled of leather, smoke… and him.That scent was overwhelming. I have never smelled anything like it. The scent is like ash, musk, something ancient and extremely forbidden. Something that coiled in my lungs and spread like fire through my bloodstream.My pussy pulsed violently. The suppressants I slipped in earlier were long gone. My thighs were slick with my juices again. And he knew, he fucking knew, he can feel my embarrassement alright.He didn’t look at me once. He didn’t have to, I am nothing of importance to a man like him. But he is like a large mountain to me, just being near him made my body hum in ways I couldn’t ignore and in ways I couldn't silence.I stayed on the floor of the car like a pet, kneeling. My eyes are forward and every part of me

It started with the sounds through the wall.Paper-thin and unforgiving, those walls delivered every single moan, gasp, and wet slap of skin that filtered from apartment 4B into my otherwise lonely existence in 4A.At first, I tried to ignore them. I told myself he was just attractive, maybe too attractive. The kind of man who oozed sex with a single glance, who women swarmed to without thinking.But what disturbed me wasn’t the noise. It was the pattern of what went down.Girls didn’t leave quietly. They came back over and over.I would hear the same voice, soft, breathy, and then I would be wrecked. One time, I even pressed my pillow to the wall to muffle it, but I didn’t move away. I stayed and listened through it all. I knew I was punishing myself, but I didn't stop.I started watching the hallway from my peephole. Counting how many different girls went in. How many lingered. What they wore. How they looked after fucking.Last Saturday night, after the third girl in a floral skir

It wasn’t until almost 11 that the buzzer sounded letting me know someone had opened the door. I gave myself a quick pep talk and made my way over to the hole. I got on my knees as the hole was exposed and a bit of light shone through, followed by a £20 note and then followed by my first customer.Now from watching the porn, I had hoped for a nice thick clean-shaven cock already standing to attention. What I actually got was an average-size cock, trimmed but flaccid. I swallowed, closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and leaned forward taking the tip of his cock into my mouth. It instantly twitched and started to grow, with muffled moans coming from the other side of the wall.I slowly bobbed my head up and down his shaft increasing the speed trying to get him to cum as quickly as I could. I could feel him tensing his body trying to hold back So taking as much of him in my mouth as I could I cupped his balls and gently massaged them until he shot his load. Before I could think my natural r