All Chapters of Lustful Desires (Erotic Shorts): Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Olivia sat on the edge of Julian’s bed, her wrists still tingling from the cuffs he had used on her . Every time she closed her eyes, she could hear his voice: firm, low, commanding. Good girl… wrong… focus. Those words had sunk into her, wrapping themselves around her thoughts until she couldn’t think of anything else.And now, sitting across from him, she couldn’t keep it in any longer.“Julian,” she said softly, her voice trembling, “I need to tell you something.”He looked up from where he was buttoning his shirt sleeves, his dark eyes narrowing slightly. “What is it?”Her heart pounded. She twisted her fingers together, ashamed but desperate. “I… I like it. The punishments. When you correct me, when you make me feel that sting… it makes me want to do better. It makes me want more of you.”Silence hung in the air.Julian’s lips curved slowly, dangerously. He crossed the room in two strides and stood before her. His hand tilted her chin upward so she had no choice but to meet his g

When his fingers slid inside her wet pussy, she nearly screamed. She was dripping wet as her body betrayed how much she wanted him. He fingered her slowly at first, then harder as he curled deep inside until she was shaking.“Say it,” he demanded. “Tell me who you belong to.”“You,” she moaned as her voice was raw. “I belong to you, Julian.”“Again.”“I belong to you!”Her come ripped through her then, violent and overwhelming, making her collapse against the bed. But Julian didn’t stop, he leaned down as his mouth claimed her pussy, his tongue suckling her until she screamed his name.By the time he finally slid his dick inside her, she was half-broken and half-reborn. The stretch was delicious and the rhythm merciless. He fucked her with raw dominance as every thrust claimed her and every groan pulling her deeper into his world.She cried out, her body giving in completely as it surrendered to the mix of pain and pleasure that only he could create.When he came, it was with a guttur

The next morning, Olivia sat across from Julian, her pen twirling nervously between her fingers as her eyes shifted from the book to his face. The question had been lodged in her chest for days, pressing down on her, refusing to let her breathe. Finally, she let it slip out, almost in a whisper.“Julian,” she said softly, her voice trembling, “is this more than tutoring?”The silence that followed made her heart race faster. Julian leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes studying her like he was peeling her open, layer by layer. She felt her skin heat up under his gaze, her stomach flipping, her throat dry.Julian didn’t rush to answer. He closed her notebook slowly, his large hand covering it, making her look up at him. “Yes,” he said finally, his voice low and certain. “I want you beyond lessons.”Her heart hammered in her chest. She expected him to smirk, to make it sound like a tease, but there was no teasing in his tone. It was solid. It was raw truth and it broke something insi

But he didn’t stop. He pounded into her until he was satisfied, groaning as he spilled inside her.When he pulled out, she collapsed against the desk, breathless, blindfold still tight across her eyes, her body trembling.Julian untied her wrists and removed the blindfold, his fingers brushing her cheek. “Look at me,” he said.Her eyes fluttered open, meeting his steady gaze.“You don’t lie to me. Ever. Understood?”“Yes,” she whispered weakly.“Good.” He pressed a firm kiss to her lips, sealing the lesson.After that night, Olivia couldn’t stop thinking about him. She had been fucked by him so many times, but each time only made her crave him more. She would sit in lectures, unable to focus, her mind running back to the way his hand gripped her hair, the way his voice commanded her, the way her body melted under him.Her notebooks filled with more doodles than notes. Her phone buzzed with texts from her classmates, but she ignored them. All she wanted was Julian.The fantasies came a

Her heart skipped. She swallowed hard, her nerves buzzing. “What is it?”Julian walked closer and sat across from her, his knees almost brushing hers. His eyes held hers without flinching. “I’m no longer officially your tutor.”The words hit her like cold water. She blinked fast, unsure if she heard him right. “W-what do you mean?”“I told the department I was stepping down from tutoring you,” Julian said, his voice steady. “It’s over. On paper, I’m not your tutor anymore.”Her stomach flipped. She could feel her pulse in her throat. “Why? Did someone find out? Is this because of the rumors?” Her voice cracked at the end.Julian shook his head slowly. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “No one knows for sure. But I couldn’t keep pretending this was only about lessons. I couldn’t sit across from you with textbooks between us and lie to myself.”Olivia froze, her breath shallow. His words tangled with the storm in her chest. “Then why… why would you stop?”Julian’s eyes