Breed Me Dirty {Open wide. Take it raw. Beg for more} のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

GomezThe show she put on at the breakfast table left me so stiff in the pants that I had to pull away from her to handle my business.Of course, it did nothing to quench the fire of desire, because I pumped my cock to the image of her spreading her legs in front of me, touching herself.I inhaled deeply, the view of her pink pussy lips opening up to me, glistening with her wetness. She was dripping wet; her juices had even left an imprint on the chair.Restraint—it was my restraint that made me not lap it up like a ravenous dog. That didn’t mean I didn’t wipe it with my handkerchief and put it in my pocket.I exhaled and fixed my tie. Why the hell did bodyguards have to wear a tie anyways? What the fuck is wrong with you, Gomez?It was only day two at this new job, which I liked so much, and I was already losing my control. I ascended the stairs.Who was I kidding? I had already lost it the moment I walked into her father’s office and saw her. She was hot, petite, and I knew it would

EleanorThe music was so loud in the club. My friends, Stacy and Maya, dragged me straight onto the dance floor, squealing with excitement, and I let myself get carried along.It felt good to laugh, to move, to forget for a second that I had a shadow lurking in the corner.Except I didn’t forget. I never could.Even without looking, I knew exactly where Gomez was. He was sitting at the edge of the lounge, broad shoulders squared, glass in hand, eyes trained on me like always.He looked like a statue carved out of stone, but I knew better. There was heat under there. He tried too hard to hide from me, but I had seen him lose his cool.I leaned closer to my friends so they could hear me over the beat. “See him? My bodyguard?”I jerked my chin toward him. “He’s so damn hot it’s frustrating. He just stands there, watching me. He looks at me like that all day, and yet he avoids me.”They giggled and exchanged looks, clearly enjoying my torment. One of them nudged me. “Then don’t just stand

EleanorHe’d been dodging me for days. Never once letting himself get caught alone with me in a hallway, never once stepping into a room unless someone else was there to chaperone.It was almost impressive, the way Gomez could disappear into shadows, vanish just when I thought I had him cornered. I almost gave up.Almost.Because it also drove me insane. Now that I had gotten a taste of him, I couldn’t rest until I had more.So I did the only thing I knew would work. I called him to my father’s office.The door burst open like he’d sprinted the whole way, and for a moment he looked almost panicked. Then his eyes found me. Not my father. Me.I was sitting in the leather chair behind the desk, one leg crossed over the other, fingertips drumming lazily against the polished wood.His chest heaved once, like he’d been holding his breath, and I swear I saw the color drain from his face before it rushed back, hotter.“Eleanor,” he said, voice rough. “Where’s—”“My father?” I cut in, tilting m

AdelaideI moved down the staircase slowly, one hand trailing along the banister. The house was still—too still. No summons had come from Lord Ashworth the night before.I had waited with bated breath for someone to storm into my room. I had been too scared to fall asleep, but when time passed and no one came, I sighed in relief.My thoughts kept wandering to her, Ophelia. I replayed the moment we shared more times than I could count: her intense eyes that looked at me like she could see deep inside my soul; the tension in the room when she helped me take off my clothes.At first, I thought I imagined it. Maybe it was nothing, but I saw her eyes darken when I got naked...And then her compliment. My cheeks turned red just thinking about it. My lips curled into a small smirk. I was too deep in my thoughts; I bumped into someone.My heart leapt out of my chest. “Oh my God, I’m so—” The words died on my lips when I looked up to see who it was.Ophelia. The lady who had snuck into my drea

AdelaideI had never thought much about another woman's body. The only one I saw was mine when I stared at my reflection in the river on all those late-night swims. And yet I knew Ophelia had a very beautiful body. Her breasts were huge, maybe a little too big for her lithe frame. It made me want to bury my face in them. Her nipples were perky, calling out to me to touch them. And so I did, tentatively at first…Her lips curled into a smirk, "Are you scared?" she teased. "Feel them properly…" She grabbed my hands and pressed them to her breasts. Feeling emboldened by that, I began to touch them. I squeezed hard, tweaked her dark nipples between my forefinger and thumb."Fuck yes," she moaned softly, biting on her lip.My cheeks reddened, I had never heard anyone speak so crassly. That didn't stop me from fondling her breasts. I sat upright and let my intrusive thoughts win. I nuzzled her huge bosom, causing her to giggle aloud.When I pulled away, she pressed her lips against mine. Th