All Chapters of Impermissible Desires!: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Kitten's POVWhen I was done working on his shaft, I began to plant kisses on his stomach upward till I reached his left nipple. I licked it while caressing the other, occasionally sucking on the left nipple. “Kitten,” he moaned, grabbing my hair from the pleasure. When I was done with his nipples, I continued kissing upwards, but I intentionally avoided his lips and directly kissed his forehead instead. He pouted in disapproval, “You don’t want to kiss me, huh?” he immediately switched positions with me and crashed his lips into mine- a deep, long French kiss.After parting our lips to catch some air, he tenderly stared into my eyes, “Baby girl,” “Hm?” I mumbled. “It’s gonna...hurt a little, but I promise, I’ll be gentle,” he reassured. I nodded, clamping my lips together while mentally preparing myself. He licked my crotch again and then slowly pushed his penis into my hole. "Damn!” I cussed as the pain resulting from his action made my legs quake. I quickly wrapped my arms a

Kitten’s PovIt’s been three weeks. William and I have been having fun whenever we could, whether it was a quickie or a long, steamy session. Tomorrow morning, he would be leaving for a tournament. As long as he and his team win that tournament, the rewards would be great, and Mom wouldn’t have to work that hard anymore.Mom prepared his favourite dish tonight and had him eat a lot. Then she went out to visit an elderly lady two streets away. Her name was Zia Mykel. I don’t know how she and that woman became friends. That lady never liked me, and she never hesitated to show it. I often wondered how I offended her. When mom referred to her as the loveliest lady in the world, I initially thought the mother before me was a fake. How could that grumpy lady be a sweet lady? In any case, what mattered now was that Mom wasn’t at home.I smilingly made my way into my brother’s room without knocking; Ever since our escapades began, William stopped locking his door. As I entered the room, I

Kitten's POV 6:10 AM I headed out of my room to my stepbrother's room and found him all dressed up. Yes, he would soon depart; he'd probably not even eat breakfast. At worst, Mom would pack his share into a container for him. "You look amazing, Liam," I commented, a playful smirk on my lips as I sized him up and down."Thank you," he responded and then started arranging the sheets. I can't recall how many times we've made this bed groan in agony from our previous spirited workouts. It's a miracle, really, that the bed hasn't crashed. I wonder what wood it was made from. 'Gosh, you gotta stop thinking about such things. You need to wish your brother good luck,' I chastised myself internally. "Mom will be done with breakfast soon," I notified him."I know. I already told her to pack my share. I'll eat it along the way," he replied while arranging some of his stuff on the cabinet. "I bet your teammates will not let you eat the food. They'll probably start drooling the moment you bri

It was midday. Myles was walking side by side with his 19-year-old stepdaughter, Wilhelmina, in the outlawed depths of SilverCayne forest, a place teeming with mystery, magic and abundance.He was dressed in a navy blue long-sleeved shirt and black pants. He was also donning brown leather boots, while he had a sheathed sword strapped to his waist. His shoulder-length, slightly curly, cherry-red hair had a middle parting. Even though he was past forty, he could still pass for a youth. His muscle-bound body was also highlighted by his clothes, making him a walking eye candy.His stepdaughter sported a cropped jean jacket, an equally cropped red top, a black high-waist short skirt made of translucent fabric that barely reached her thighs and dark red shorts visible from underneath. She had a large black sword strapped to her back, her luscious, waist-length ash brown hair in two pigtails.Both were adventurers and had jointly taken on a mission to slay a pack of vicious golden wolves

They finally stopped running. Hunching over with palms resting on their aching knees, they panted laboriously.Myles looked behind him. Sure, there was no one after them. And they were a tad closer to the entrance of the forest. They were downright exhausted, so they reclined at the foot of a tree, downing the water stored in their enchanted rings, letting out deep, long sighs of relief."I'm not entering the woods again. For the time being, Dad," his daughter remarked.He nodded in agreement, "That's right. I second it."That Rayne guy had beef against them, so missions that would take them to the heart of SilverCayne forest were a no-no.A few minutes later, Myles' eyes widened as he felt something within him that he couldn't quite explain. "I don't feel so well, Wilhelmina. Let's hurry to town; I think I need to see a doctor," he disclosed.."A therapist. That's what you and I need. 'Cause what we experienced was trauma. We can't let it get in the way if we encounter another snake