บททั้งหมดของ Flesh And Fire: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

Everyone had a dream, a goal that had always wanted and planned to reach. For some it was educational, for others it was marriage or to get rich.... But for Violeta, it was to be 18.Violeta had always wanted to be 18 years old and a legal adult since she started her puberty. All because of one man, one sexy, hot as sin man. Her babysitter. He was a live-in baby sitter for her and her twin siblings and all Violeta had ever wanted was for him to ram his large cock into her still she was impaled by him. She was small and petite, but she did not mind dangling from his cock like a fairy on a finger. Raymond, of course, had seen her many times in various states of undress, and he had never paid a great deal of attention to it. She was, after all, underage and very underdeveloped. The morning of her eighteenth birthday, however, Raymond had come racing downstairs and leaped at her, giving her a huge hug and a kiss on the cheek. Raymond didn’t notice, but in wrapping his arm around h

Kyle's POV:Even scripture says "...the devil goes around like a roaring lion looking for whom to devour..."My name is Kyle. I may not be the devil or a literal roaring lion, but I sure as he'll was looking for someone to devour.The bass of the club music was already hitting me in my chest before I even pushed past the doors of the club. I was immediately hit with the intense heat, sweat, and flashing lights that filled the club... Beautiful. Absolutely great!! This was my kind of hunting ground. I wasn’t here for small talk or cocktails. Heck, I wasn't here for the alcohol or dancing, I was here to burn off the stress and drama of the week in the filthiest way possible.All I needed was a hot, willing guy with a penchant for submission. I needed to fuck. And I needed a hot a pretty, good boy. I found him almost immediately.His pretty, slim body was leaning against the bar, head tilted like he was pretending not to notice the stares he was getting. He worse a black shirt clingin

The sheets were cool under my back, but his body was a furnace pressing me down. Kyle’s weight was everywhere, his hands never still, his mouth marking me like I was already his. Each bite, each kiss, each scrape of teeth told me I wasn’t leaving this bed untouched.I arched up into him, desperate, needy. “Please.”He lifted his head, smirking down at me, sweat darkening the hair at his temples. “Please what?”I swallowed hard, my face burning. “Please… don’t stop.”The smirk twisted into something darker. “I wasn’t planning to.” His hand closed around my wrists, pinning them above my head in one grip. His other hand dragged down my stomach, slowly tormenting me with need. I trembled beneath him, every nerve stretched thin with need, so much need.“Look at you,” he muttered. “Shaking for me already.”“I can take it,” I said, though my voice cracked halfway through.Kyle leaned down, lips brushing mine. “I know you can.” Then his mouth claimed me again, tongue pushing deep, dominati

Alfred's POVShame and thrill tangled deep in my gut, sending me spiraling higher. My body burned, stretched thin, nerves sparking under his relentless rhythm. There was no space to think, no room to breathe, only him, only this, only the raw edge of surrender as I have everything to him over and over again.When my orgasm hit me, I shattered again, harder than before. My vision going white, my voice tearing itself from my throat."Oh God, oh god, oh good god!! Oh fuck, yes!!!!!"Kyle's orgasm followed right behind mine. His release ragged, powerful, his body collapsing over mine.For a moment, the room spun. My lungs dragged in desperate air, but he didn’t let go. His arms caged me in, while his mouth brushed the bruises he’d just made.“You still mine?” he asked quietly, almost dangerous.“Yes,” I whispered, trembling. “Yes.”His chuckle rumbled low, satisfied. “Good. Because I’m not done breaking you.”I barely had time to breathe before Kyle rolled me onto my stomach. His hand pr

I had never been so completely own and fucked!! His dick pushed in and out of me with no hindrance. Fuck! There was a reason science said just like the woman's pleasure spot was in her vaginas, the man's pleasure spot is embedded somewhere in his rectum. His very tight ass.I was so fucking turned on, my eyes could barely see. I cried out, trembling, fucking falling apart against him. Kyle didn’t stop, didn’t let me drift back into the haze. He pushed me through it, past the edge, until I was wrecked and whimpering.“Beautiful,” he muttered against my hair, his own body shuddering as he finally found his release. He held me tight through it, not letting me slip away.When it was over, I collapsed against him, shaking. “You’re going to kill me,” I whispered.His chuckle was low, dangerous. “Not yet.”Silence settled, broken only by our breathing. My body was ruined, but my mind spun with questions. What did this mean? Was I just another body in his bed, or did he hold me like this bec