All Chapters of Wet Desires:{Erotica Collections}: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

~YVONNE~Steven’s lips curled into a slow smirk, his eyes dark with lust. “Naughty girl.”I wrapped my hand around his softening cock, lifting it to my lips for a slow, teasing kiss.“I’m your naughty girl,” I whispered, keeping my eyes locked on Steven’s.“Yes, you are,” Steven growled, his cock twitching as a fresh bead of precum gathered at the tip.He tightened his grip on my neck, making me gasp, and crushed his mouth to mine, tasting himself on my tongue.Pulling back slightly, he licked his lips. “Daddy wants a taste of your naughty pussy,” he grunted.I smiled, shimmying back on the bed, my eyes locked on Steven’s.Hooking my fingers into the waistband of my pajama pants, I slid them off, exposing my bare pussy to the cool air. With one hand, I spread my pussy folds, then slid two fingers into my wet pussy. Pulling them out, slick and glistening, I brought them to my mouth, never breaking eye contact with Steven as I slowly licked them clean.“My naughty pussy is ready for

—•MEGAN•— The bass from the club thrums in my bones, but the sting in my heart is louder. I drain the last of my drink, letting the burn settle into something like courage. Beside me, a handsome stranger lounges against the bar, the strobe lights catching in his dark blue eyes. I rise from my chair and step closer to him, close enough that my lips brush the shell of his ear just so he can hear me over the music. “Will you fuck me for a thousand dollars?” I ask. He just stares at me at first, his eyes widening slightly. Then he lifts his champagne glass to his lips and takes a sip. He drops the glass back onto the counter with a sharp click, and a slow smile curves across his lips. I take a step back, eyes locked on him, holding my breath as I wait for his reaction. Is he going to curse me out? Or say no and make me regret every step I took to get here, every nerve I summoned to ask him such a question? “Well, well,” he says. He lifts a hand and lets his fin

—•MEGAN•—I turn around and kiss Christian, his mouth hot and demanding on mine. His hands roams over my back, then down to my ass, gripping it hard enough to make me gasp into his mouth. Damn, I love the feeling of his hands claiming me, right here in front of Issac.“Stop this! Stop this instant!” Isaac growls from the chair.I break the kiss and glance at him from the corner of my eye. His face is flushed, his eyes wide and wild, a vein pulsing in his neck. I smile, loving every bit of the reaction on his face.I want to see more.Christian trails kisses down my neck, nibbling lightly at the sensitive skin. “Oh… fuck…” I moan, my voice shaky. His hand glides down my side, brushing over my hip, sending sparks of heat wherever it touches.I take Christian’s hand, guiding us closer to Isaac, stopping just inches away, directly in front of him.Slowly, I sink to my knees on the tile floor.“Please, Megan, stop,” Isaac begs.I ignore him. My fingers move to Christian’s belt, undo

—•MEGAN•—Christian holds his cock still inside my pussy, giving me a moment to adjust to the size.“Mmhhmm! Fuck, fuck,” I gasp at the intense stretch.The pain is sharp, almost unbearable, as if my pussy is being ripped in two, and yet pleasure already coils through me, teasing my senses.After a moment, Christian begins to move, slowly thrusting his cock into my pussy, each inch stretching my pussy walls further, making me shiver and cry out.Then he pulls back, and for a heartbeat, I think he’s going to pull out completely, giving me a moment to catch myself.Relief flickers through me.But he slams his cock back in, hard and deep.“Ah!” I yelp, my body jerking with the force of it.Christian doesn’t give me a single moment to adjust or catch my breath, thrusting his cock into my pussy relentlessly and setting a brutal pace.Every inch of his cock slides inside me, stretching my pussy walls, sending sparks of searing pleasure through my body and making me shiver uncontrollably.My

~VANESSA~“Ma’am, please follow me before I involve the police,” the security guard said, stepping closer to me. He looked like he was in his late thirties. He had approached me a few minutes earlier and told me to follow him out of the mall, which I had refused.And now he was talking bullshit about involving the police.“Police?” I asked, forcing confusion onto my face. “What did I do?”“The security cameras caught you taking items from the jewelry store,” he said calmly. “Before I cause a scene, I suggest you follow me.”Shit! Those stupid cameras.I’d done my best to avoid them. So how had I been caught? Were there hidden ones? My pulse quickened as I turned and saw a few people staring at me, some shooting glares and whispering behind their hands.“Ma’am, follow me now,” the guard said firmly, “or I’ll have to drag you out and call the police.”I froze, my mind racing. I had stolen from this mall countless times, but I had never been caught. So why now?Why when my birthday