Semua Bab 85 Virgin Sins; Taboo Runs Wild: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Cole Her breath stuttered. Her eyes said no, but her body… her body was already giving me the answer I wanted. “Cole,” she whispered, like saying my name would somehow stop me. But it only made my cock ache harder. I reached out, slow at first, brushing my fingers along her knee. She jumped, but she didn’t push me away. Her thighs pressed closer together, like she could shut me out. Except I knew that trick. I knew what that squeeze meant. Pressure. Heat. She was already throbbing down there, wet and tight and desperate. “You shouldn’t—” she started, but her voice cracked when my hand slid higher, the tips of my fingers grazing soft skin just under the hem of her skirt. I leaned back, just to watch her squirm. Her chest rose faster, nipples straining against that blouse she thought could hide them. My grin spread slow, dark. “You’re shaking, doc.” Her hands gripped the notepad so tight the pages crumpled. “Because this is wrong.” I chuckled low, leaning in until my m

Cole My hips slammed up harder, cock sliding deep down her throat, her gags vibrating against me while her hand jerked and stroked with sloppy, messy sounds. Her spit was all over me now, dripping down my length, coating my balls. “Fuck—take it—take all this cock,” I growled, fisting her hair tighter, dragging her head lower until I was buried to the hilt, her lips stretched wide, her throat swallowing me whole. She choked and clawed at my thighs, but her pussy kept dripping down onto my tongue. I spread her ass wider, tongue lapping greedily at her slit, shoving deep inside her wet cunt while two of my fingers rammed upward, curling against her spot. My other hand slapped her ass hard, making her whimper around my cock. Her body bucked above me, thighs trembling as I sucked her clit hard, rough and fast, grinding my tongue against it while fucking her with my fingers. She moaned so loud it vibrated right through my cock in her mouth, sending shocks through me. “Mmmff—fuck

~~Dean~~ I didn’t know what the hell I was thinking when I told her she could stay. When I said yes — that there was a spare room in my apartment, that she could move in until the mix-up with her lease got sorted — I thought it was harmless. Just being decent. I didn’t expect it to feel like this. I’d been trying to stay clean. To bury the man I used to be — the one who lived too wild, too fast, too dirty. I promised myself that part of me was gone. That I wouldn’t go back to that life again. But the second she walked through that door, everything I’d buried started clawing its way out. The cravings. The hunger. The raw, ugly need. She stood there in the doorway — soaked from the rain. Her shorts clung to her thighs, wet fabric molded to her skin like a second layer. That tiny crop top she wore was damp too, sticking to her body so tightly that I could see the soft outline of her breasts… the roundness, the curve, the way her nipples pressed through the thin co

Dean. I switched to her other nipple, sucking on it hard while rolling the first one between my fingers. A deep, heavy moan tore out of her throat, her head falling back, hair spilling down her shoulders. I grabbed a handful of her ass, squeezing through her panties, feeling her body jolt against mine. This time, she gripped the back of my head, fingers digging into my scalp. “Fuck… please don’t stop. It feels so good,” she moaned, voice trembling. “Don’t stop what, huh?” I teased, pretending not to know. “Keep sucking my titties, please,” she breathed out, eyes shut tight, teeth clenched like she was trying to hold herself together. Her breath hitched as I grabbed a fistful of her hair, tugging her head back to expose the soft curve of her neck. I dragged my tongue slowly from her collarbone, over the swell of her breasts, up to her jawline, tasting the heat of her skin. She shivered, a low whimper escaping her lips. “We haven’t even started yet,” I growled, my voi

Dean. She was still straddling me, her warm, trembling body pressed against mine. I shifted, using my thigh to lift hers, spreading her open as she sat on me. Her pussy glistened, still dripping from her last orgasm, and the sight made my cock throb harder. I leaned forward, capturing her left breast in my mouth, sucking the soft flesh, my tongue swirling around her hard nipple. She moaned, arching into me, her fingers tangling in my hair. My hand slid between our thighs, where our bodies met, and I wrapped my fingers around my cock, stroking myself hard and fast. The slickness from her pussy coated me, making each pump of my hand feel like fucking heaven. “Fuck… ahhh, shit,” I groaned against her breast, my lips vibrating against her skin as I sucked harder, my teeth grazing her nipple. The pleasure was intense, my cock pulsing in my grip, but I wanted more. I wanted her. Without warning, my fingers trailed to her pussy, finding her tight hole still slick and re