All Chapters of No Saints in My Bed: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

EliI pressed my thumb against her engorged clit. She struggled against the restraints, her hands balled into fists, but it was futile. I knew what she really wanted to do. She wanted to cover herself, but the restraints would not budge.I abandoned her pussy, knowing she wanted me to touch her there, and went to caress her breasts instead. I reached for her hardened nipples and rolled them between my forefinger and thumb. A whimper escaped her lips. She bowed her head in shame and shut her eyes."Look at me, Yasmin. There's absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Tell me if you like it when I touch you. I want to hear you say it…"I ran my fingers all over her body, but then I stopped just near her pussy. I knew how badly she wanted release. I could see the struggle in her face. She was fighting, resisting me."Tell me, what do you want?""Nothing," she answered too quickly. She sounded out of breath.I grabbed her full breasts and squeezed hard, tweaking her nipples between my fingers.

YasminI bit down on my lower lip as I watched him. My face was flushed with embarrassment. I hated how aroused I was, even though he was not touching me. I tried to blame it on something else, my ovulation, which was days away. I blamed his expert fingers, but he had barely touched me, and I was a water fountain down there.He looked at me with that darned cheeky smile. I couldn’t see what he was doing; his body shielded the artwork from me, but he looked really proud of it. As if he could read my thoughts, he whispered softly, “You’re going to like it, I promise…”My chest was heaving, my legs were cramping from the position they were in, but when I relaxed them, he shot a glare at me.“Stop moving, Yas, you’re going to ruin my art…”I swallowed.“Does it hurt?” He asked suddenly.I looked up at him, unsure of what to say. Before I knew it, he was crouched in front of me, a smirk on his face. “Do you want me to make it better?”I stared into his eyes, my head told me to say no. Eli

Lena“Gentlemen, give it up for the one and only… Candy!”The announcer’s voice blasted through the club, dragging me back from the haze I’d been lost in. I sucked in a deep breath, fixing my robe tighter around my body as I waited for my cue.My palms were clammy. It didn’t matter how many times I did this; my nerves were always all over the place.The neon lights flashed brightly, and the crowd cheered. “Time to go,” I muttered under my breath.I stepped out carefully, putting one heel after the other. They were outrageously high. If I weren’t careful, I’d trip and fall flat on my face.The embarrassing memory of the last time that happened flashed in my head. If it were to happen again, I would never recover.I plastered a sultry smile on my face, pretending the cheering noise didn’t make my stomach twist in disgust. The music started slowly.My robe slipped off my shoulders. The silver bikini set I wore shimmered under the lights. I wrapped my hand around the pole and started movi

LenaI crossed my legs, trying to look composed, but I was failing terribly at it. What did the girls even do at private sessions, anyway?I might never have had one, but I knew for certain they didn’t sit and talk like they were on a date.He poured himself a drink, then one for me, and slid the glass across the table. “Here…”I hesitated only for a moment before taking the glass and sipping deeply. It was fine champagne, and I needed the alcohol to get me through whatever this was.I stole a glance at the man across from me; his eyes were already on me. Quickly, I looked away and began to play with my fingers.How long were these things, anyway? Maybe I should’ve asked Marcus before coming down here. Was there a timer? I looked around, searching for one, but couldn’t find anything.I took another large sip of champagne. What was his deal, anyway? Was he going to sit and stare at me all night?As soon as I dropped my glass, he refilled it.I rubbed my knees and let out a huge sigh. “

CassianThat was all the prompting I needed. As I closed the distance between us, I took off the remaining clothing I had on. I stared at her as her eyes widened in surprise, and she took a few steps backward. "Get on your knees," I ordered.I could see the hesitation in her eyes as she stared right at me. I walked up to her and wrapped my hand around her neck in a chokehold. I held her gaze, watching the emotions flicker on her face. It was first shock and then realization, "Get on your knees, Lena. You will do as I say, or else I won't fuck you." There was a hint of a smirk on my lips.I watched the shock on her face. It was hard to reconcile myself with the same man who had come to watch her dance and kept my hands to myself. It was hard, painfully hard, but I wanted her to want me as much as I did, the very first day I laid eyes on her, and so I waited. Now that she had fully surrendered to me, there was no holding back for me.I brought my lips to her earlobe and then to her neck