All Chapters of Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Steamy Stories : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

The lesson had barely wrapped when I heard the faint sound of heels clicking against the marble floor. A few seconds later, Miss Evelyn appeared at the doorway, her presence filling the study without effort. She leaned against the frame, arms folded. “I see someone’s finally making progress,” she said, her eyes flicking from Freya’s notes to me. Freya rolled her eyes. “Don’t sound so surprised, Mum. I’m not a complete disaster.” Miss Evelyn chuckled softly. “I never said you were, darling. But it’s good to see you focused.” Then, almost casually, she added, “Why don’t you head out and pick up that fabric I told you about? The shop closes early.” Freya groaned. “Mum, seriously? Right now?” “Yes,” Evelyn said firmly, her tone leaving no room for argument. “It won’t take long. And you need a break from staring at graphs.” Freya pushed back her chair with a reluctant sigh, gathering her things. As she passed me, she muttered under her breath, “Don’t let her talk your ear off wh

I hadn’t ordered anything. Still, a knock came.A girl in a neat uniform stood there, tray in hand, eyes too curious for a stranger’s.“Room service,” she said, even though I hadn’t called for one.I almost told her to leave. I’d been lying under the sheets trying to quiet the storm in my body, the same restless hunger that had been building for days. But she didn’t move, she stepped inside, closing the door softly behind her.“Maybe it’s a mistake,” she murmured, setting the tray down. Her perfume filled the room, sweet, heavy, distracting.Something in me snapped. I reached out, caught her wrist before I knew what I was doing. She froze, breath catching, eyes locked on mine.“You shouldn’t be here,” I said, but my voice didn’t sound like my own.Her lips parted. “Then tell me to go.”I didn’t.I pulled her closer instead, and the air seemed to burn between us. The tray rattled behind her as her back hit the table. She didn’t resist, she leaned in, breath trembling against my neck.

~Writer’s POVShe stood before him, her body a tantalizing invitation, her eyes smoldering with a hunger that mirrored his own. Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling with an urgency that was impossible to ignore. She reached out, her fingers trembling as they guided his hands to her wrists. Her touch was electric, sending a jolt of desire straight to his core. Her eyes, dark and intense, locked onto his, holding him captive in a gaze that promised pleasure beyond measure.“Tie me up,” she whispered, her voice a husky command that sent a shiver down his spine.The words were barely audible, yet they resonated with a power that left no room for hesitation.Her breath was hot against his skin, her body radiating a heat that drew him closer. He could feel her urgency, her need, as if it were his own. Without a word, he moved, his eyes scanning the room with purpose. His gaze landed on a coil of rope, its rough texture promising the restraint she craved.

Later in the evening, my step mother called for me. I was a bit tired, a bit horny and the horny part got heightened hearing that Samantha, my step mum, was looking for me.I found Samantha pacing nervously in her room, her brow furrowed in concentration. "Sarah," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I need to tell you something."I approached her, concern etched on my face. "What is it, Samantha? Is everything okay?"She took a deep breath, her eyes locked on mine. "I... I've been feeling something for you lately, something I shouldn't feel. But I can't help it. You're so beautiful, so perfect in every way."I gasped, my heart pounding in my chest. "Samantha, I... I feel the same way," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Her eyes widened, a hopeful smile spreading across her face. "You do?" she asked, taking a step closer to me.I nodded, my body trembling with desire. "Yes, I've wanted you for so long. I thought I was alone in my feelings."Samantha reached out, her han

~LucyFor three months I've been stuck in this rehab center, I was caged in a prison they called a house. No sex, no one was allowed to enter until two days ago. Elijah and Professor were probably gone forever.Finally, today, a guy was sent to serve me.My fingers trembled as I reached for the tea, the heat of the cup seeping into my skin. My gaze flickered to the officer, taking in his crisp uniform and the tight set of his jaw.He watched me intently as I brought the cup to my lips, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed hard. I let the warmth of the liquid coat my tongue before swallowing, relishing the way it chased away the bitter taste of loneliness."I'm getting tired of this routine," I said softly, setting the cup down with a soft clink. "I need… something more."The officer's eyes narrowed, and for a moment, I thought he might leave. But he stayed rooted to the spot, his breath growing more ragged with each passing second."I can't..." he started, but his voice cracked, b