All Chapters of Unholy Desires: Taboo Never Taste Better: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

My nails dug into the desk. My moans turned into cries. And still, he didn’t let up. “Listen to this pussy,” he growled, his cock slamming in and out of me, coated in the wey mess he’d pulled out with his fingers just seconds ago. “So fucking wet. So loud. She wants me just as bad as you do.” I couldn’t answer. My jaw was hanging open. My eyes were rolled back. My whole body was shivering with every stroke that hit my cervix and made my stomach clench like I was about to fall apart again. “Say it,” he demanded, hand locking around my throat as he bent over me, still thrusting. “Say you love my cock. Say this is the best you’ve ever had.” “I love it,” I cried out, voice strangled and desperate. “I love your cock—please don’t stop—I’m so fucking close—” His hand tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to own. His breath was on my lips, hot and heavy. His body pressed into mine, sweat sliding down his neck, his muscles flexing with every thrust. “You gonna cum for me again

I arched my back. Not because I wanted to obey, but because my body betrayed me. My spine curved instinctively. My ass lifted off the bed, and my thighs spread even wider without permission. I was trembling beneath him, aching everywhere, but the second I felt the swollen head of his cock slide through my folds, everything inside me screamed for more. I was slippery. Ruined. Oversensitive from the orgasm I had just ridden out on his thigh. And he hadn’t even fucked me yet. My breath caught as he dragged his cock up and down my slit, not entering me, just coating himself in the wetness he had pulled from my body like it was a reward he had earned. “You want me to breed you,” he said, his voice deep and steady. “You want me to knot this pussy so full you forget how to fucking breathe.” “Yes,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “Please, Kellan. I need it. I need all of it.” He grabbed the back of my knees and shoved them up toward my chest. My pussy was spread open completely now

I could barely walk.I mean it. My legs were jelly. My thighs were sticky. And my pussy was still twitching like it hadn’t accepted the fact that the first round was over. But when Carter DeVere looked down at me with that sinful smirk, those sleeves rolled up his thick forearms, and his cock still hard and dripping with my mess, I knew deep in my soul we were far from done.He didn’t say a word as he pulled me off the rooftop wall and placed me on my shaky feet. My knees buckled immediately. I swayed forward, my face crashing into his chest as I tried to breathe through the aftershocks of what he just did to me.“Aw,” he murmured, brushing my sweaty hair out of my face with a single finger. “Did I fuck your brains out already, baby?”I nodded against his chest, still panting, still flushed, still trembling.But then he grabbed my chin and tilted my head up.“I’m not done,” he said. “You’ll walk into that elevator with me and keep your legs open. Understand?”I swallowed so hard it hu

He dropped to his knees. His hands were firm as he grabbed the insides of my thighs and pulled them apart until my pussy was fully exposed. And then he did it.He spit on me.The hot wetness landed right on my clit. “Look at it,” he said, his voice so calm it made it worse. “You see this mess between your legs? You think some boy your age could take care of this?”I couldn’t answer.My lips were parted but my words were gone.He leaned in just enough for me to feel the heat of his breath against my wetness.“Answer me.”I shook my head, wide-eyed, drunk on lust.“No,” I finally whispered.He tilted his head slightly, like he wasn’t satisfied.“No what?”“No one else could,” I said. “No one else would know how. They’d ruin it. Not the way you would.”He smiled.“They’d panic the second they saw you like this,” he murmured. “They’d come in their fucking pants before they even touched you. You think any soft little boy could look at this perfect virgin pussy and know how to own it? Ho

His mouth was already on me before I could catch my breath. I don’t even know when he moved..one second he was hovering over me, looking at me like he wanted to ruin me, and the next, his tongue was dragging through my folds so slowly, so sinfully, I swear I forgot how to breathe.My thighs were shaking, trembling around his shoulders, and I could hear how wet I was..the sound of him licking me like I was dessert, like he was starving, like this was the only thing he’d ever craved in his life. I could feel everything. Every flick of his tongue. Every suck of his lips.“Oh my God,” I gasped, grabbing the headboard behind me, my back arching so high off the bed I thought I might snap. “Don’t stop..please don’t stop—fuck..”He didn’t.If anything, he got meaner. Hungrier. He sucked my clit into his mouth and growled like I’d just fed his obsession. My legs fell apart even more, wide open, shameless, shaking so hard I couldn’t keep still. And I couldn’t shut up either. My mouth kept movi