Do Not Touch. (Short Compilations) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Part 2: Lena's breath came in short, sharp gasps as she struggled against her bindings. The cool leather of Marcus's belt dug into her wrists with each twist of her body, but the pain only heightened her arousal. Cole's rough hands gripped her thighs, spreading them wide as he knelt between her legs. "Look at you," he purred, his hot breath ghosting over her dripping core. "So wet and needy...begging for our touch." Marcus stepped closer, his massive frame looming over her. He reached out to wrap a hand around her throat, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp. "Beg us, Lena," he growled, his eyes blazing with intensity. "Beg us to touch you...to fill you...to make you scream." Lena whimpered, arching her back to press her aching breasts against Marcus's hard chest. "Please," she gasped, desperation coloring her tone. "I need you both...I need your hands on me...in me...making me yours." Cole chuckled darkly, his hands moving up to grip her hips. "Such a good girl," he pr

Part One:The summer night was heavy with humidity, the air thick and still in the dimly lit living room. Jace sat alone on the couch, his eyes flicking towards the doorway every few seconds. Where was she? Vanessa had invited him over for a late-night hangout, just the two of them, after Liam had gone to bed.He fidgeted with the hem of his t-shirt, his mind racing with thoughts of what this could mean. Vanessa was his best friend's mom, for God's sake. But she was also incredibly attractive - her silver streaked blonde hair always perfectly coiffed, her full hips swaying when she walked. And tonight, she'd been wearing that silk robe that showed off just the right amount of cleavage...Just then, the click of high heels against hardwood snapped Jace out of his reverie. Vanessa walked into the room, her ample curves barely concealed by her robe. She sat down next to him on the couch, so close he could smell her perfume - something light and floral, with a hint of spice."Hey there, h

Part 1: Temptation The VIP suite was filled with the thumping bass and clinking of champagne glasses. Zane, the sexy pop star, moved through the crowd like a god among mere mortals. His platinum hair gleamed, his chiseled abs on full display under his sleek black shirt. Among the throng of admirers, a petite redhead sat perched on a soft plush couch, her eyes glued to Zane. Mia trembled with desire, clutching a scrap of paper with Zane's stage sweat on it. She wanted him. Needed him, she had spent last night thinking about him in ways fans weren't supposed to think of their idols. Zane felt her gaze and locked eyes with her. He moved toward her like a man possessed, each step calculated to draw her in. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. "You're not like the others, are you?" Mia's heart raced. "I just want to...to be closer to you." Zane's fingers traced her jaw, down her throat. "And what makes you think you deserve that, little fan slut?" The words stu

Part 3: Devotion Zane's eyes raked over Mia's bound form, taking in the glistening remnants of his release painting her face and chest. She was a debauched vision, trembling with need, yet utterly under his control. "Look at you," he purred, trailing a finger down her cheek. "So desperate for more, aren't you, little slut?" Mia nodded frantically, squirming in her bonds. "Please, Zane. I need...I need you inside me." Zane chuckled darkly. "Oh, I'll be inside you alright. But not until I'm ready." He let his pants fall to the floor again. Mia's eyes widened at the sight of his erection, still hard and throbbing after his intense orgasm. Zane wrapped his hand around himself, giving his shaft a slow stroke. "You want this, don't you?" he taunted. "Want me to fill up that tight little cunt?" "Yes," Mia whimpered pathetically. "Please, Zane. I'll do anything." Zane smirked. "Anything, hmm?" He brought his cock close to her face, smearing pre -cum across her lips. "Then beg for it,

Part two Ryk needed no further encouragement. He surged forward, burying himself to the hilt in one hard thrust. They both cried out at the sudden fullness, bodies shaking with the intensity of it. "Fuck yes," Zane moaned brokenly, head falling back against the wall. "So full...love feeling you so deep inside me." Ryk couldn't respond, too overwhelmed by the tight, silky heat gripping him like a vice. He pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in, setting a brutal pace as he pounded into Zane's willing body. The room filled with the obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh, punctuated by Zane's high-pitched moans and Ryk's guttural grunts. Sweat slicked their skin as they moved together frantically, chasing their pleasure. "Ryk," Zane gasped, fingers scrabbling for purchase on Ryk's sweat slicked shoulders. "Gonna come...so close..." "Come for me," Ryk growled, angling his hips to hit that sweet spot deep inside Zane with every thrust. "Want to feel you comi