All Chapters of IN HER SKIN: Different Stories. Endless Lust : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Have you ever been in love? So deeply in love that it questions your mind and your thoughts, that it turns you into an utter and complete fool? You become the waiter for a person who would never even try. You cook, you clean, you smile at the uselessness of his jokes, and you even moan at the utter rubbish of his sex. That was what I thought love was. That was the love I knew. A terrible, selfish love that consumed me and, at the same time, destroyed me.And so, I began to seek love in the arms of another, in the arms of a forbidden beginning that would utterly destroy me.This love was different from his love. This love shone brightly. This love kissed me fully. This love held my hand. This love came from what most would call forbidden territory.This love came from his twin brother, Adam.My parents were never together. They met in a public restroom while my mother was spilling her guts down the drain. Somehow, despite that beginning, they fell for each other. Got semi-married. With

I’m kneeling in a dark corner of my bar, with someone’s cock in my mouth. His big, strong hands tightened the straps around my hair, pulling it back with firm insistence and tugging me forward. I liked it—the roughness of his touch, the guttural groans escaping his mouth that echoed the rawness of the moment. When he first walked in, I thought he was ugly: long dark hair, beady brown eyes cast downward, lips turned down in a permanent scowl. But then I saw his tattoos, they seemed to recoil and twist in sync with mine. I’d called him the hedgehog; cool and guarded. Thirty minutes later, with the music thumping in the background, his cock was still deep in my mouth. He pulled me back, then pushed me forward again, forcing me to meet the rhythm of his thrusts. He smelled like clean soap and expensive perfume, a strange contrast to the stfriling heat in the room. "Fuck," he groaned, his hands tightening in my hair. "You're so good at this." I moaned softly, the sound vibrating a

Unbuttoning my jeans, her fingers slide inside my panties. My body is vibrating with her touch. I moaned as she found my clit, rubbing it slowly. I was soaking wet, the visible pull to my body ignited as firestorms trolled me."I want to taste you," she said, her voice a low growl. She slipped off my skirt and then my panties, her eyes locked on my pussy. her tongue finding my clit.“Yesss..yesss ahh yess right there,” I moaned, my hips bucking against her mouth.She flicked her tongue against me, making me squirm. It was like heaven and earth found ways to torture me.She slipped two fingers inside me, curling them upwards. I cried out, my body convulsing. She sucked my clit into her mouth, her fingers moving in and out of me. "Fuck, Stacy, fuck. Don't stop, please fucking hell do not stop!" I begged, my hands tangled in her hair. She looked up at me, her lips glistening with my juices. "You taste amazing." She climbed up my body, her mouth finding mine again. I could taste myself on

Kai’s lips moved from John’s lips to his cheeks to his nose, then back to his lips, biting into them with a hardness that almost made John come in his pants.“Fuck,” moaned Kai with ease as John scrambled to get Kai out of his shirt. Their glittery skin moved together until Kai was on his knees, pushing John's leg from touching his mouth. Without a moment's delay, he was sucking the hard cock that was John.“Fuckkkkkkk,” exclaimed John, his hand twisting into the wall, trying to stabilize himself. Faster he pleaded, “Please faster,” he moaned loudly, his body betraying as his lower region began to meet the thrust of his mouth. He could feel his cock at the back of Kai’s throat, moaning into the cold air, shivering, his nipples tightening, his hands gripping his head.Kai sucked him hard, his head bobbing up and down. His tongue twisted around the base to the edge, his hands moving in sync with his tongue. A loud cry escaped John as he came, his body bucking against Kai’s until he was

His mouth tasted like sin, and I opened wider for it. I wanted to disappear into it. His rough hands left chills over my skin, dragging over the top I wore until he found my nipples. He tugged one string and bent down, taking one into his mouth with a sharp, perfect bite.“Please,” I whispered, breathless. He chuckled, fingers teasing, tracing every curve, drawing it out just to torture me.I was his. A toy. A fucking addict. And he was my fix.“Patience,” he muttered, switching to the other nipple, tongue swirling, sucking, biting.I arched up into him. The world faded. I could’ve come just from this. Just from his mouth on my tits. But I needed more. I needed all of it.“Please. Please.”He shoved me onto the bed. The sheets were cold, stained, and worn. I bounced when I landed. He peeled off his clothes like he couldn’t stand them another second. Tight body. Strong chest dusted with red hair. Then the pants. No boxers. Cock hard, thick, glistening with precum.I wanted to taste it.