Todos os capítulos de Steamy Sessions: A Rosy Forbidden Collection: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Pearl~His jaw tightened, and he loomed over me, his presence almost overwhelming. “What am I going to do with you?”I smirked, feeling a thrill at his intensity. “Well, for starters, you could try by kissing me again.”He shook his head, exasperation mingling with a hint of reluctant admiration.“You’re impossible, you know that?” he scoffed.“I’ve been told,” I quipped, giving him a challenging look. “But you still haven’t answered the question. What are you going to do with me now?”He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “You’re too stubborn for your own good.”“Maybe,” I admitted, stepping closer to him. “Isn’t that what you like about me?”His upper lip rolled for the slightest of seconds before he yanked my head back again.“I’ve made a decision. This argument is over. I’m going to deal with you like the naughty whore you are,” he growled. I shivered at his words, a mix of anticipation and fear swirling inside me. His gaze bore into mine and I licked my lips. He watched th

Pearl~ As soon as I touched my clit, the room seemed to disappear, nothing else existed. The only thing that mattered was the pleasure building between my legs. I stroked myself, slowly at first, but then faster and faster. His gaze locked onto mine, and I bit my lip, holding back a moan. This was so wrong, but it felt so good. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I bit my lip even harder, fearing to moan so he wouldn't stop me as I touched myself, stroking my little clit just the way I liked. A soft moan escaped my lips, and his gaze intensified, a dark hunger lurking in his emerald eyes. He watched me with rapt attention, and the knowledge that he was watching me do something so intimate and filthy was both terrifying and exciting. My pussy squeezed tight as my clit throbbed beneath my fingers. I was so close, so very close, and with every soft stroke, I flew right to the edge. I pressed a little harder, circled my needy cunt pleading for relea

Pearl~The silence stretched out for what seemed like an eternity. Neither of us wanted to break the spell, and I pulled in a shaky breath, my pussy clenching wildly, out of control and needy.Then he finally wrapped his arm around my upper half and lifted me off his thigh, setting my feet on the floor. My shorts and panties were still tangled around my knees, and he quickly whisked them off, helping me to step out of them one leg at a time.I blushed fiercely, heat blazing up from my chest and into my cheeks. I mean, he’d already seen everything during my spanking, but it was another thing entirely to be standing with my entire lower half bare while he was still fully clothed.His hand closed around the back of my neck as he led me over to a small desk in the middle of the room. Then he used his hold on my neck to force me to bend right over it. He kicked my legs open, spreading them as far as they could go.Fuck. This was it.“Tell me which hole I need to take, baby girl, before I d

Estelle~I remember being the perfect little girl, with no flaws and always went with the rules.I existed solely to please them, to make sure they never felt any wave of disappointment in me which was funny because they adored me.And I’m certain if I had the opportunity to rebel against them, they wouldn't even mind.But it was impossible to, I killed them.I murdered my own parents and even though people around me swear I didn't, I know better.I was the reason they drove under the rain. Mum had forgotten to get me a new Chanel bag for my fifteenth birthday and I threw a fit until Dad decided it'd be best if they drove down to the store to get it for me. And now I have nothing, no life, no loving parents, no family and no house.Except Rowan.He arrived three days after the accident and I'm not quite sure why my parents decided he'd be a good fit when uncle Logan existed.Rowan was barely an adult, and from the little I'd gathered was nineteen.I was so out of it during the procee

Rowan released me instantly. I stared at my wrist. He hadn’t been holding me that harshly, but I swore I could feel the imprint of his skin against mine, a perfect replication of his five fingers and palm. He glowered at my empty glass.“How much have you had to drink?”I had fully expected that question, which was why I had shown restraint despite my nerves.“Just two.” Honestly, I could have used more for a boost of courage. “I’m not even buzzed.”“Did that fucker drug you?” He started to turn toward the trio of men in the corner, but I wrapped my hand around his forearm. He was just as thick here as he was on the rest of his body. Rowan was simply a big guy, and a devious part of my mind couldn’t help wondering if he was as thick there, too.The thrill of touching him made me lightheaded. Such a small thing—my hand on his forearm—but it felt like the prelude to so much more. Or rather, I desperately wanted it to be a prelude to so much more.“Is it so hard to believe that I can b