Lahat ng Kabanata ng Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Steamy Stories : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

“Hello!!! This is the sixteenth time I’m calling about my pizza delivery! When the hell am I going to get it? You should refund my money right now!” I snapped into the phone, my voice laced with frustration before slamming the receiver down with a sharp bang.It had been nearly an hour and a half since I placed the order, and still no knock on my door, no smell of hot, cheesy crust drifting into my apartment. Nothing.I’m Selena, thirty-six, young looking, curvy in all the right places. Some people call it endowed, but I know what I look like when men’s eyes linger a little too long. I live alone, tucked away in this quiet neighborhood. My husband… well, he’s a soldier. Always away, always serving, always leaving me with an empty bed. Three years of marriage and not even the chance for children yet. Just me. Alone.And hungry. For more than just pizza.Water still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the shower, dripping wet, water sliding down every curve. The sharp beep of the door

He lined up, his cock sliding through my wet pussy, the swollen head catching on my entrance.I was already trembling, my body begging, my pussy so wet that his tip kept slipping, smearing precum and juices together.Then he pushed.My mouth fell open, a sharp cry tearing out as the thick head forced me open. “Ahhh fuck!” I grabbed at his arms, nails digging in as inch by inch he sank deeper, stretching me until I thought I’d split.“oh geez this is….” he groaned, eyes squeezed shut, jaw tight. “You’re so fucking tight.”“Keep going,” I gasped, rolling my hips to pull him in further. “All the way, boy. Don’t you dare stop.”With a guttural sound, he slammed his hips forward, burying himself to the base. My pussy swallowed him whole, clenching and pulsing around his cock. The stretch was intense, almost unbearable, but so perfectly filling I could barely breathe.“Fuck!” I cried out, head falling back against the couch. “Ohhh, yes yes!”He didn’t give me time to adjust. Young, wild, an

“Come here, little girl, call me daddy,” he growled, patting his thigh. His voice was gravel, deep and commanding, making my body obey before my mind could catch up.I climbed into his lap, straddling him, my skirt riding up. His hands went straight to my ass, squeezing hard, pulling me against his bulge.“Mmm, Daddy,” I whispered in his ear, breath shaky. “Your cock’s already hard for me.”He smirked, teeth grazing my neck before he sucked down hard enough to bruise. “You feel that? That’s for you, baby. You’re dripping, aren’t you?”My hips rolled against him without permission. “Yes… fuck, I’m soaking.”He shoved my top down, baring my tits, and latched his mouth onto my nipple like he was starving. The suction made me gasp, my pussy clenching. He bit down lightly, then harder, until pain mixed with pleasure.“Daddy… oh god.”“You like me biting your tits, little girl?” he taunted, switching to the other breast, sucking like he meant to drain me.“Yes, fuck yes!”One of his hands l

~Driver’s POVThe rain had just started when she slid into the backseat of my cab.I glanced in the rearview mirror. She wasn’t drunk the way some girls got after midnight, sloppy, stumbling, half asleep. No, she was sharp, eyes glittering with mischief under the dim streetlights, lips glossed, red dress riding high on her thighs. She looked like trouble the moment she shut the door.“127th and Willow,” she said, voice smooth, deliberate.I nodded, pulling the cab into gear. The wipers squeaked across the windshield, and for a few minutes it was just the hum of the engine and her perfume filling up the car. When I checked the mirror again, she was watching me. Not casually. Not bored. Her gaze was locked on me like she wanted me to know.“You always work this late?” she asked, leaning forward a little.“Pays better,” I said, eyes on the road.“Mm.” She dragged her tongue slowly across her bottom lip, then let out a soft laugh. “I guess you see all kinds of people back here.”“You co

I flicked, teased, circled, and she arched into me, fingers gripping my hair and pulling me closer.She pressed herself into my mouth, grinding gently, and I lost all restraint. My hands squeezed her ass, pulling her fully onto the counter as I licked, sucked, and flicked her clit with precision. She cried out, hips bucking into my face, breath ragged.Finally, I let my lips leave her wet pussy and moved up to kiss her again, tasting herself on me. She whimpered against my mouth, needy, dripping, and I could feel her trembling beneath my touch.I pressed myself against her, slowly at first, letting her feel the pressure before I slid inside her. Her moan was instantaneous, full, desperate, and I thrust once, twice, hard. She clutched my shoulders, pressing her cheek to mine as I moved with increasing ferocity.Her ass pressed back against me, and I grabbed her hips, slamming into her again and again. Every movement made her gasp, cry, moan, her pussy clamped around me as she begged