All Chapters of Flesh And Fire: A spicy Erotica Collection : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Mikayla didn't stop. She would not take no for an answer. She sucked, licked and fucked Rita till she tell asleep. Later that afternoon, Mikayla woke to heat.The sun had fully risen, but the light that filtered through the gauzy white curtains painted the room in soft gold. Her limbs were tangled in sheets that smelled faintly of lavender and skin. Warmth radiated beside her, familiar yet unfamiliar. This was it. This was what she had been missing. This was the spark and warmth she had been searching for in men, in her fiance and never found. Her heart stuttered when she turned.Rita.Her best friend.Naked. Asleep on her back, lips parted slightly, one arm thrown over her head, the other hand still resting loosely on Mikayla's hip like she'd fallen asleep mid-touch. Her hair was a dark halo against the pillow. There were scratch marks on her shoulder.Mikayla's scratch marks.Memories hit like aftershocks: Rita's mouth on her breast, her fingers between her thighs, the sweet stin

Ten minutes later, Mikayla stepped into Rita’s apartment. Her hair was damp. Her face bare. She was wearing nothing but a hoodie and shorts.She didn’t speak.She just walked straight to Rita, cupped her face, and kissed her.This time, there was no hesitation. No alcohol. No doubt.Rita’s hands found Mikayla’s waist and yanked her forward until their bodies collided.Mikayla gasped. Rita kissed her again. Deeper. Sloppier. Needier.“Tell me you want this,” Rita said, voice low.Mikayla reached down and grabbed Rita’s hand, guiding it beneath her shorts.“I’m soaked for you,” she whispered.Rita groaned, fingers sliding under the fabric, finding Mikayla bare and dripping.“Fuck, you’re not even wearing panties.”“I couldn’t. Everything felt too tight.”Rita pushed Mikayla backward onto the couch and dropped to her knees. She yanked the shorts down and spread Mikayla open.“You’ve been thinking about this all day, haven’t you?”Mikayla nodded, biting her bottom lip, eyes wild.“Then le

"The number you're calling is not available at the moment, please try again later or leave a message after the beep..." "Oh come on!!! At least try to pick up your damn phone!!!" Ariel was seething with annoyance. This was the tenth time she had tried to call her husband, and the tenth time she was led to voicemail. Her pussy clenched for the 100th time. She had woken up feeling such intense need for sex, and it didn't help that she was alone. "Ugh!! What the fuck is going on with me?! She looked at the calendar and then slowly calculated with her fingers just as realization dawned on her, of course she was ovulating. That was why she had woken up feeling like a street dog in heat. She shook her head and tried to dispel the slutty thoughts that crowded her brain. Her husband wasn't even home. Her husband Davis was the CEO of an investment company has been away for work for a month. "What's the difference?" She sighed as she walked to her private suite bedroom. "... It

His eyes were so strikingly greying person that Ariel almost fell on her knees. He was so beautiful. And dangerous. So fucking dangerous.Ariel stood rooted to her bedroom floor as she stared at Aaron and then at the extended tray. "Good morning, Mrs Ariel. My mother said you skipped lunch yesterday, so I offered to bring up your breakfast for you. I hope I didn't disturb your rest" Aaron said. His eyebrow piercing glinting in the light. "Uhm, no. You... I... I was resting. I f...fo...forgot to eat"Ariel stuttered as she took the food tray from his hands and then proceeded to slam the door in his face. "I'm sorry, I still don't feel too well. Thank Felicia for me!!" she said to the locked door hoping he would hear from the other side and hopefully leave her alone, forever. It was bad enough that she was seeing him in her dreams, fucking him in her dreams, but why would he show up at her door? The universe was definitely playing a sick game with her. She looked up to her ceiling

Chapter 5Ariel mouth fell open and for the first two seconds, she could barely say a word. Immediately her brain finished rebooting, she couldn't stand up from the bed fast enough. She could not wiggle away from the bed completely since she was still firmly tied to the headboard.With the little room for movement the belt gave her, Ariel stumbled to the side of the bed, half kneeling and looking like the ground could open up and swallow her. She could not even arrange her thoughts long enough to form a full sentence. "Uhm Dav- Davis. You. You we- were- were there?! I didn't see you there" she rambled on incoherently. Ariel turned to Aaron who still laid sprawled on the bed naked, looking vaguely amused. Couldn't he see that they had just been caught?? Busted by her very own husband? Davis on the other hand was the picture of calm and calculated need, still holding his hard dick in his hand, with his trouser and belt hanging low on his waist. "Climb back on the bed, Arie