All Chapters of SINFUL CRAVINGS: A Raw Taboo Erotica Anthology: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

CHAPTER 85: ABSOLUTELY FUCKING RIDICULOUS How much longer can we cover up this crime? It’s already become far more overwhelming than I ever anticipated. She thought, biting down hard on her bottom lip. Moments later, she found herself back in the marital bedroom she was supposed to share with her husband. She sank onto the bed, lacing her fingers together, a torrent of thoughts rushing through her mind. Goodness, that was too close. Gregory was already growing suspicious. She didn’t know what to think anymore, her gaze distant as she reflected on her involvement with Adrian over the past—God only knew how long. It’s just crazy. How long could they hide this? How long could she keep up the charade and go unpunished? It felt as if it were already too late; there was nothing that could undo what had been done. At this point, her entire being—her body, her mind—had been rewired. It was a complete overhaul, now programmed to think only of him, to ache for his touch, to crave nothing el

CHAPTER 87. THE CRIMSON THREAD A strange, disquieting lightness had settled over Amanda, a sensation both exhilarating and terrifying. The suffocating weight of guilt she had carried for what felt like an eternity had, in a single, defiant breath, evaporated. It was gone, dissipated like a wisp of smoke caught in a relentless wind, leaving behind a hollow ache that was almost indistinguishable from freedom. She lay there, tangled in the sheets and the illicit warmth of another's skin, her mind a dizzying kaleidoscope of confusion. *What had happened? What had suddenly seized control of her, transforming her into this woman she barely recognized, a woman stripped of inhibition, of reason? What the hell was happening with her life?* The questions spiraled, unanswered, unanswerable. "I don't think I can keep fighting this anymore," she murmured, the words barely audible, even to herself. A weary sigh escaped her lips, carrying with it the last vestiges of her resistance. "This is the b

CHAPTER 89. THE CALCULATED INDULGENCE It was only a few moments later—perhaps hours, time had become a meaningless blur of emotional wreckage and adrenaline—that Amanda and Adrian found themselves back in the familiar, plush confines of the hotel suite they had occupied for their clandestine weekend. The room, with its deep-pile carpet and heavy velvet drapes, felt temporarily safe, a gilded cage away from the devastating reality they had left behind. Adrian was already moving with renewed vigor, organizing their hastily packed luggage with the confident air of a man settling into his permanent residence. "Don't worry," he assured her, snapping a suitcase shut. "We are just going to be here for quite a few days. I still have a few final preparations I need to make to the apartment. You can trust that I’m not lying to you, okay? Don't worry, I'm going to show you proof of everything. But we’re to get settled in soon. For now, we can just at least have a little vacation right here,"

BOOK 7. FUCKING MY HOT AND SEXY SEDUCTIVE COUSIN CHAPTER 1: FORBIDDEN BLOOMALEX'S POV She. Is. The. Most. Beautiful. Elegant. Thing. I have ever seen in my life.My breath hitches, a silent, involuntary gasp that feels like a physical blow to my chest. I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. My mind, usually a fortress of logic and controlled chaos, is dissolving into a chaotic mess. This is just so messed up. So utterly, irrevocably fucked up. But right now, in this precise, agonizing moment, it feels like I am not myself. Like something else, some primal, untamed force, has taken possession over me, hijacking every rational thought, every ingrained moral compass.This was meant to be a normal, usual, casual family gathering. A mundane obligation. A Sunday afternoon purgatory of forced smiles and stale small talk about distant relatives I barely remember. I didn’t even want to be here in the first place, my initial resistance a stubborn, unyielding wall. I didn't want to have an

CHAPTER 3: THE UNHINGED“Oh my God, Mira, stop. We shouldn’t be doing this,” I whisper, the plea weak, barely audible over the roar in my ears. But she doesn't let go. My pathetic attempt at resistance is instantly crushed under the weight of her determination, the sheer, undeniable force of her desire mirroring my own.She takes advantage of the power she holds right now, her head dipping down, her mouth opening wide. She swallows my dick, burying it deep inside her mouth until I can feel the tip at the back of her throat. At that point in time, I fucking lose it.“Oh my God! Fuck!” I cry out loud, the sound raw and uncontrolled, throwing my head backward until the back of my skull connects with the wall. The pressure of everything—the heat, the shock, the forbidden intimacy—is overwhelming my body, pushing me past the point of no return.My hips buck, a desperate, involuntary movement as I try to regain control of myself, to pull back from the abyss of pleasure she is dragging me i