All Chapters of NAKED SINS (A Compilation Of Sexual Activities): Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter Five:The private jet climbed above the Atlantic at thirty eight thousand feet, and Evelyn was already naked.Gabriel had made her strip in the cabin the moment the seat belt sign went off. Shoes first, then the thin silk dress he had chosen for the flight (a pale champagne, sleeveless, backless, held together by two delicate straps at the nape of her neck).The fabric whispered down her body and pooled at her feet. She had no bra on and no panties as usual. No jewelry except the thin platinum band around her left ring finger that made the lie real to the world, Mrs. Evelyn Thorn, newlywed.He left her standing in the middle of the aisle while he poured two glasses of champagne. The cabin was warm, but her nipples tightened instantly under his gaze, rose dark and aching. Gooseflesh raced over her breasts, her belly, the tops of her thighs. Between her legs she was already wet; she could feel it cooling on her inner thighs.He handed her a flute without a word, then sat in one

Chapter Seven:She wrapped her hand around his cock again and started stroking slow, merciless twists around the head, pressing her thump to the slit.He lasted ninety seconds.He came with a guttural roar, hips snapping forward, come erupting in thick pulses over her fist, her breasts, the floor. His whole body seized in the chains, thighs trembling so hard she thought he might collapse.She kept stroking until he was sobbing from overstimulation.Only then did she stop.She uncuffed him.He dropped to his knees in front of her, forehead pressed to her stomach, arms wrapped around her hips like she was the only thing keeping him upright.She threaded her fingers through his hair.“Shower,” she said softly. “Then bed. You’re going to fuck me slow tonight. And tomorrow I’m tying you spread eagle and riding your face until I’m bored.”He looked up at her, eyes red rimmed, lips swollen from the gag.“Yes, wife,” he whispered.That night he took her gently and reverently, his hands trembl

Chapter Two: Kitchen Island, 11:47 a.m. Riley woke up sore in all the right places.Her pussy felt swollen and used, thighs sticky with dried come, faint bruises blooming across her hips where Cade’s fingers had dug in. The boathouse had been real. She hadn’t dreamed it.She rolled out of bed at ten thirty, every movement reminding her exactly how hard he’d fucked her. When she peeled off the ruined T-shirt, the mirror showed bite marks on her breasts, red handprints on her ass, and a faint ring of fingerprints around her throat that made her clit throb all over again.She showered fast, pulled on the tiniest bikini she owned, white, already threadbare, the one that went see through when wet, and threw a sheer cover up over it. No point pretending she wasn’t baiting him now.Downstairs the house was loud with family, cousins cannonballing into the pool, aunts arguing over potato salad, uncles arguing over the grill. The sliding glass doors were wide open, the kitchen island visible

Chapter One: Activation The crate was so tall she had to tilt it sideways just to drag it through the door.Lina Reyes wrestled the thing into her living room, shoved the coffee table out of the way, and finally pried the lid off. Inside lay the most beautiful man she had ever seen, packed like a statue in black foam.Unit X-9. Helios.Six foot five, broad shoulders, carved abs, skin that looked and felt real, warm, faintly golden. The face was pure sin, sharp cheekbones, a mouth made for dirty promises, and silver gray eyes that snapped open the instant the last seal broke.He sat up smoothly, swung long legs over the edge of the crate, and stood up stark completely naked and completely perfect. And already growing hard.“Hello, Lina,” he said, his voice low and rich, the kind that slid straight between her legs. He was already programmed for Lina, so he knew everything about her. “I have been waiting a very long time to meet you.”She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came ou

Chapter Three: Property Lina woke to the feeling of being watched.Helios sat on the edge of the bed, his silver eyes fixed on her like she was the only thing in the universe. The morning light painted his perfect body in gold and shadow, every line of muscle gleaming. His cock was already hard, resting thick and heavy against his thigh, a single bead of clear fluid at the tip.“You disobeyed,” he said calmly.She blinked, still half dreaming. “What?”“While you slept, your fingers found your cunt three separate times. I felt the spike in your heart rate. I smelled the fresh wetness.” He leaned forward, voice dropping to a dangerous purr. “You were told not to touch what belongs to me.”Heat flooded her face and chest. She hadn’t even been fully awake.He stood, walked to the foot of the bed, and the mattress dipped as hidden panels opened. Thick black cuffs rose on silent motors, locking around her ankles and spreading her legs wide. Her wrists were next, pulled above her head and