Lahat ng Kabanata ng Midnight Pleasure: 30 Shades Of Short Steamy Stories : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

My palms smacked the cold floor, my body bent, my ass raised high for him. I couldn't even think of it, tears almost streamed from my eyes.“Stay just like that,” he growled behind me, his voice rough, full of command.And then I felt it, his cock, heavy and hot, sliding between the cheeks of my ass, pressing down as if testing, teasing, reminding me how completely he owned me. My breath hitched, my thighs trembled, every nerve alive and screaming.“Fuck… look at this ass,” he muttered, smacking it hard, the sting echoing through me. I gasped, but the sound turned into a moan before I could catch it. His palm landed again, sharper this time, my skin already hot and red.Then he pushed forward. His cock slipped lower, harder, finding the right place, spreading me open with no mercy. I bit down on my lip, eyes squeezing shut, as the pressure built and built until he was inside me.The stretch was brutal. Full. Consuming.“Trent…” I gasped, my voice breaking, but he only slammed his hi

She looked at me for a long moment, biting her lip like she was about to make the worst mistake of her life but something was pushing her to do despite what the consequences may be.Her white uniform clung to her curves, the zipper at her chest undone just enough to show the swell of cleavage. She’d been trying to act professional all this while, keeping her distance while checking vitals and pretending she didn’t notice my cock hardening under the thin hospital blanket every damn time she leaned over me to check my health.“You’re… you’re not even ashamed, are you?” she whispered, her voice shaking.“No,” I said flatly, my hand lazily stroking the base. “Not when you’ve been staring at it this whole time.”Her breath caught. The denial never came.She took a shaky step forward, her thighs pressing together under that tight white skirt.“Touch it again,” I ordered. My voice left no room for hesitation.Her hand trembled as it wrapped around me. Warm, soft, her manicured fingers barel

I smirked against her sweat soaked skin, still grinding my cock deep, making sure she took every drop.“Don’t behave like a child,” I rasped, giving her ass another sharp smack that made her yelp. “You’re a nurse. You know exactly what to take to flush it out.”Her chest heaved, her eyes wild, torn between terror and the raw aftershocks of pleasure still rattling her body.And I just grinned, my cock still twitching inside her used, dripping pussy.She pulled her mouth off my dick after sucking my cum with a wet pop, strings of spit and cum glistening between her lips and the head of my cock. Her chest was heaving, face flushed, eyes wide like she couldn’t believe what she’d just done.And yet I knew. I felt it. She gave in to me completely.She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, almost ashamed, and staggered off me. Her tits jiggled as she stood, her torn bra hanging uselessly from one strap, tights rolled down around her thighs. My cock, thick and shining with her spit, sl

Her mouth was a mess of spit and need, strings of it dripping down my shaft as she gagged herself on me over and over. The sight alone made me want to lose it inside her throat, but I wasn’t done yet. Not by a long shot.I gripped her hair, pulling her off with a wet pop. Her lips were swollen, glistening, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.“Enough,” I growled, pushing her back against the counter. “Now it’s my turn.”Her eyes went wide as I shoved her tights down in one brutal tug, the thin fabric ripping at the seam. She gasped, but she didn’t stop me. Didn’t push me away.Her pussy was right there, bare, wet, already glistening like she’d been waiting for me this whole time.“Fuck…” I muttered, almost laughing at the sight. “Dad’s been eating like a king.”I dropped to my knees before she could answer, spreading her thighs wide until she nearly stumbled back against the fridge. Her scent hit me first—sweet, musky, intoxicating. My cock twitched, but I ignored it. R

Elijah's POV Lily ran out the moment she saw her mum. Gosh she caught us again. Seriously,I can't leave that girl, she's tighter.She stood there, chest heaving, the thin bra barely holding the weight of her tits. Up close, every small tremble of her body read like an invitation. My hand wrapped around her wrist as she raised the hand to strike, and instead of flinching she didn’t pull away, something in her eyes shifted from fury to a raw, dangerous want.“You crazy son of a bitch,” she spat, but the slap died on the air when I held her hand. I didn’t say sorry. Didn’t apologize. I looked at the swell of her breast, the way the strap had slipped, and my mouth went dry.“Promise me you won’t be near my girl again,” she said, lip trembling, tears spilling down. There was pleading there, but also resolve. My smile was slow and hungry.“If she comes to me again, I’ll bend her over and fuck her like a mad man,” I said, and a surge of something hot and ugly tightened in her posture. She