All Chapters of Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Steamy Stories : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Dean's POV I stood there.She scrambled to cover herself with the sheet, eyes wide, lips parting like she might explain but no words came.She swallowed. Tried again. Swallowed again.And I just stood there.I wasn’t her husband. Not her father. Not her boyfriend. I wasn’t anything to her on paper. Just her professor. But God help me… I’d been fucking her.I’d tasted that pussy more times than I could count. Bent her over my desk, had her moaning my name in the quiet corners of the house when no one was looking.And now?Now I walk in and see her on top of my brother, Elijah, panting, dripping, still trembling from a high I didn’t give her.And I’m jealous.Fucking jealous.I shouldn’t be. I don’t have the right. But every inch of me is burning. My fists clench at my sides, my jaw locked tight enough to crack.I wanted to drag her out by the throat.Wanted to shove her against the wall and fuck every part of her hard until she remembered who had her first.Until she knew who the fu

I woke with the stale scent of sex and laptop heat clinging to my skin. My sheets were twisted beneath me, my thighs slippery, the weight of sleep still hanging from my eyelids. The room was silent, the laptop beside me humming faintly, its screen black from inactivity. I reached over, shut it properly, and sat up slowly, feeling the ache between my legs like a ghost of the night before. I stretched lazily, bones cracking, and let my legs spread open without thought. I was still naked. The room was still warm from my body’s heat, and my breath still carried the edge of a dream I couldn’t remember only that it involved him. Mark. His voice, his stare, the way he paused outside my door like he could hear my wet, obscene moans. Like he knew.I slid off the bed and padded across the room. The mirror caught me mid-stride and held me there. I stared at my reflection, messy hair, lips slightly parted, nipples hardened from the cool morning air. I didn’t look innocent. I looked... dangerou

I roughed part of the bed sheet into my mouth, I tried to moan so loud to see how far it would go if Mark takes me past where I seemed to call cloud. With my mum listening to news, we were safe.“Are you ready?" He asked.I nodded obediently like his student.Then his tongue slid below, licking my clit, his tongue rolling over it slowly. I jerked, my hand gripping the side of the bed to keep myself from falling over.“You taste better than your mum girl," he groaned as his fingers came to sight, dipping two of it into my lower hole.“Ouch!" I moaned as part of the bed sheet fell out of my mouth. His fingers twisted in, driving faster in and out of my pussy while he also finger fucked me.I fell my orgasm building up, I pressed his head closer on my pussy as he sucked deeper taking the lips of my pussy into his mouth, sucked it dry before dropping it again.“Please let me fuck this sweet pussy." He begged standing up as he took off his trouser finally.“As you wish, your highness." I h

It was my stepsister, Ivy back from the boarding school also, dragging his luggage , eyes already narrowing the moment they landed on me. On us.Have never seen her before but mum said I should be expecting Mark's daughter from school today so I just assumed that was her.Mark was beside me, looking calm, too calm like he hadn’t just fingered me with a vegetable while my mum stirred stew seven feet away.But I knew better.My hair was a mess.My cheeks were still flushed.My legs, barely steady beneath the counter, trembled just from sitting still.Ivy’s eyes darted to Mark, then back to me.Her gaze narrowed.“Oh, dear, welcome back. Just drop your luggage in your sister's room upstairs and take a shower. You would be sharing with Lila.” My mum said, overwhelming with smile. I could have talked there because I hate sharing room with anyone, besides we have another room she could stay. But due to the situation I was, I chose to keep quiet.Ivy tilted her head and turned to us again. “

Her hand reached up and tangled in my hair, pulling me towards herself as she sucked every part of my my boobs, not just my nipple. I wanted to tell her she was good but her dad was better, but she did kill me for it. Smiles. “Lily…” she whispered, like my name was the only thing tethering her to the moment. “I’m here,” I whispered back, brushing my forehead against hers. She exhaled, her hand still holding me close as she sucked my nipple. “I know,” I said. She pulled away gently, resting her head on my shoulder. My hand slid beneath her crop top, warm and greedy, cupping her breast. She has a bit more enlarged breast than I do. I squeezed them gently, then harder, and brought my lips down to hers in a rough, hungry kiss as she stopped feeding on my breast like it was legal. I moaned into her mouth, arching up toward her touch. I’ve always enjoyed being with women generally back in my hostel in school, but with my own step sister? It felt like a dream I never knew I could