Flesh And Fire의 모든 챕터: 챕터 181 - 챕터 190

“I’m… I’m gonna wake up.” Frank kept thinking as he pounded away at Tara’s sopping wet pussy, feeling her getting tighter and tighter; suddenly Tara spun around and got on her knees, shoving Frank’s cock in her mouth faster than ever and Frank somewhat worried he’d blow a load in her mouth, yet did everything he could to hold off.The doctor bent Kelly over his desk as Tara stood back up and Kelly was quick to grab Frank’s cock and start sucking on it while Frank fingered Tara as good as he could, causing her to moan but she stifled it, “This is just too awesome.”“No, not yet.” Kelly said, pulling Frank’s shaft out of her mouth for just a moment before she went back at it while Tara began making out with Dr. Stevenson.Tara ran her hands down Kelly’s back and grabbed her ass while the doctor thrust into her as hard as he could, making clapping sounds as he pounded and caused Kelly to stop sucking Frank off from moaning so much, “Mmmm… that feels good… But I wonder how yours feels.”“

Cole’s hands travel down my body, cupping my ass, lifting me slightly as he deepens the kiss. I moan into his mouth, my hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. I’ve dreamed of this moment, but the reality is even more intense.He breaks the kiss, his breath ragged. “Your room. Now.”Without another word, he sweeps me off my feet, carrying me bridal style up the stairs. I giggle, a rush of excitement and nervousness bubbling inside me. Cole is taking charge, and I love it.He kicks open my bedroom door and gently sets me on my feet. I stand before him, my heart racing, my body burning with anticipation. Cole’s eyes devour me, taking in every inch of my exposed skin.“You’re so beautiful, Rebecca. I’ve wanted this for so long, but I never thought it would happen.”His words send a shiver down my spine. I want to reassure him, to let him know I’m ready and willing.“I want this too, Cole. I trust you, and I want my first time to be with you.”He nods, his eyes darkening with desir

I hated that he could do that to me, make me tremble with the sweetness of his touch, his handling of my pussy, but my pussy wasn't plagued by such ambivalence: it loved it, reveled in it!"No bitch embarrasses me and gets away withit! None!"He let go of me for a moment and I swung around in time to see him unzip his pants and pull them along with his boxers down, stepping out of them. His jacket was already off; he now pulled off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt quickly; it joined the jacket on the back of a chair. He turned to me and smiled a hard, mirthless smile that didn't reach his eyes. I made a dash to the door, tripping on myskirt, and remembered my state of undress. I swung in the direction of the bathroom that was attached to the conference room. If I got in there and locked the door...Before I could make two steps he grabbed meagain, held my hands as I tried to wriggle away, and bit me hard on the shoulder. I moaned, and he bit me on my neck, then suctioned the fle

I'd just swallowed the last sip of my margarita when I felt the vibration of my phone in my purse. I pulled it out to read the text: Seven o’clock—and don’t forget your hairbrush. I swallowed, my mouth suddenly feeling dry.Glancing at the time, I became filled with panic. It was twenty minutes till seven, and I was with coworkers at a bar a few blocks from the office, celebrating the closure of a very lucrative contract for our agency. There was no way I’d be able to make it back home and then to Jason’s place in time. I’d been expecting to hear from him the following evening, having spent the week dreaming about the sinful pleasures he’d promised me upon his return. But he’d gone and surprised me, first by showing up early, and second by giving me an impossible task.I offered a hasty good-bye to my staff, hoping they’d blame the liquor for my flushed cheeks. But I could feel the heat in my face, embarrassed because I was rushing off to have my bottom bared and spanked by the

“Kneel.”He said it like it wasn’t a question. Like he already knew she would.And he was right.Aria’s body moved before her brain could catch up. Her knees bent, the hem of her black dress whispering as it slid up her thighs. The carpet beneath her was thick and soft, but her heart pounded hard enough to drown everything else out. She didn’t dare look away from him.He hadn’t smiled. Hadn’t even spoken again.Just watched her obey.She sat back on her heels slowly, her hands shaking as she rested them in her lap. Her head was light—maybe from the champagne, maybe from adrenaline. Every nerve in her body was humming.The last time she’d knelt like this… was never.Not in real life.Not outside of her late-night fantasies and bookmarked videos. Not without her laptop screen and distance between herself and this kind of power.But now, she was here. On her knees. In front of a man whose name she didn’t even know.And she’d never been more aware of herself. Of the fabric clinging to he