WET DREAMS:A STEAMY COMPILATION의 모든 챕터: 챕터 171 - 챕터 180

Liara’s POVThe hotel doors slid open like they had been practicing for my grand arrival all week. I stepped inside and—boom—warm air, soft music, and a vibe that whispered:“Welcome, Your Majesty. Please walk dramatically.”I swear the lights even sparkled for me.Because honestly? I DESERVED IT.I just got promoted. PROMOTED.Me! The girl whose classmates used to volunteer her to carry everyone’s bags. The girl who practiced acceptance speeches in the bathroom mirror because fantasy was all she had.But now?I had a hotel room.A weekend to myself.And a smile big enough to break my face.I dragged my suitcase across the shiny floor like I was floating. Checked my phone again just to re-read the “You deserve this!” text from my best friend. Warmth bloomed in my chest like flowers opening one by one.I felt good.I felt strong.I felt like if anyone tried me tonight, I would slap their shadow.I walked to the elevator and pressed the button with the confidence of someone who just con

Liara’s POVThe room felt like it was holding its breath.Too warm.Too quiet.Too… charged, like someone plugged my emotions into a socket.His face was just a few inches away from my own. And my heart… it was pounding so hard. I’m sure even the hotel probably though that there was a concert happening on our floor. I could not move. Could not even blink. Even swallowing felt like it was going to reveal every secret that was in my bloodstream. His breathe was brushing on my cheek. It was soft. Warm. And filled with trouble. Tiny sparks danced on my skin like they were throwing a festival. I was the one who pulled back first.Barely.Just enough to pretend I had self-control.“This is too close,” I whispered.He nodded… but didn’t move a single muscle either. “Yeah.”We stared at each other.Not angry.Not confused.Just stuck like two magnets pretending they weren’t magnets.Then he cleared his throat like it had betrayed him. “Maybe we should… I don’t know. Relax.”“Relax?” I r

Liara’s POVAs the words left my mouth, begging him to take me, he didn't hesitate. His thick cock pressed against my slick entrance, and with one firm push, he drove it deep inside my pussy. The stretch was immediate and overwhelming, his girth splitting me open in the best way possible. It felt like he'd been holding back for an eternity, just like I had, every second of anticipation building to this raw invasion.My breath hitched sharply, caught in my throat as a tremor ripped through my entire body. I shook uncontrollably, my muscles clenching around him instinctively. He froze there, buried to the hilt, his eyes locked on mine with a mix of hunger and restraint.He didn't thrust yet; he let me adjust to the fullness, to the way his cock throbbed against my inner walls, pulsing with his heartbeat. Slowly, my racing pulse steadied, the initial shock melting into a delicious ache that spread from my core outward. It was like icy shivers cascading over my skin, cooling the fire he'd

Liara’s POVHis eyes squeezed shut tightly, brows furrowing in concentration as his hips began to move—not thrusting yet, but grinding in deep circular motions, stirring his cock inside me like he was claiming every hidden corner. The rotation pressed him against my g-spot relentlessly, making my toes curl and my breath stutter.I gripped the edges of the dresser harder, knuckles whitening as I fought to stay balanced, the wood creaking under my weight. The mirror showed it all: my breasts swaying with each grind, nipples hard peaks; his face contorted in pleasure behind me. I bit my lower lip, trying to stifle the moans bubbling up, but it was futile. They spilled out unbidden, husky and desperate.'Mhmmm… fuck me… fuck me harder, stranger,' I pleaded, the words tumbling free, fueling the fire between us.That plea flipped a switch in him. His hands shifted to wrap around my waist, fingers digging into my hips with bruising force, holding me immobile as he pulled back and slammed for

Mara’s povWe moved at the same time.One second, the notebook was safe in my hands.The next—his fingers brushed the corner of it.Spark.“Give it here,” he said. As he tried to grab it from me.His voice was calm.His eyes?Not calm.Not even close.They were dark. Sharp. Saying things his mouth refused to say out loud.I hugged the notebook to my chest like it was mine now. Because maybe it had always been mine, it was just in the wrong hands.“Nope.”He froze. Slowly. Like sudden movement might ruin him.“Mara,” he said, half warning, half breath, “this is not a game.”I tilted my head. My heart was racing so loud I was sure he could hear it. I should have given the notebook back to him.I should have stopped playing this risky game now. But no… something in me was very curious to see where this would end.“It doesn’t read like a game,” I said.His jaw clenched.“You shouldn’t be reading my private thoughts.” He said.“But you wrote them,” I shot back. “And you left them right the