Lahat ng Kabanata ng DIRTY DESIRES: A Short Collections.: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

Natalie’s POVOne would think the hot summer afternoon sun had a never ending grudge with the earth. As soon as I stepped out of the cab, I felt its harsh contact on my skin. Adjusting my sunglasses, I walked briskly towards the restaurant where Mr. Martin and I had agreed to meet. Loud chatter and the tasty aromas of different delicacies welcomed me as I entered the small space of the restaurant. Just as I let my gaze sweep the place so I could locate the lawyer, I felt my phone vibrating in my bag. Still looking around the restaurant, I hurriedly dipped my hand in my bag and fished my phone out of it. I didn’t bother looking at the caller ID before answering the call. “Hello?” I said, furrowing my brows as I wondered where he was and why he was calling me. “Natalie. I’m sorry, but something came up. I won’t be able to meet you this afternoon,” Mr. Martin said in an apologetic tone. It was then that it dawned on me that he wasn’t in the restaurant. “What? Why?” I asked, already

Natalie’s POV I could barely hold back my moans as he thrust his finger into my cunt repeatedly. I tightened my grip on his sides, holding him as if it was the only thing that could save me from the rush of pleasure in me. I had it at the back of my mind that I was supposed to be discussing my mother’s belongings, but my growing desire left no room for me to focus on anything else. The fact that I was already dripping wet made it easy for his finger to go in and out of my pussy. I bit my lips together, trying to silence my moans, but it was simply impossible. I was so overrun with pleasure that the only way to express it was through my passionate moans. “Oh, my God,” I breathed as flames of passion lit all over me. “No. Keep them open,” he instructed as I clamped my eyes shut. “I want you to look into my eyes while I fuck you with my fingers.” It was hard, but I forced my eyes to remain open. He thrusts his fingers faster into my cunt, sending loads of delightful sensations

Natalie’s POV Giving Liam a blowjob was the highlight of my time with him. As I headed back home the next morning, my mind was agog with memories of my time with him. After sucking his cock to my satisfaction, I’d headed into the shower to freshen up, only for him to show up minutes later with a full erection. We ended up having sex there, with him ramming into me from behind while I was pinned against the wall. If the walls could have talked, I’m sure they would have had a lot to say about both of us. By the time we were done in the shower, both of us were totally spent and we fell asleep immediately we got back to the room. It wasn’t until the following morning that we finally got to discuss the reason we were able to meet up in the first place. A brief glance at the screen of my phone told me that the time was a few minutes past eleven. The cab driver threw caution to the wind as he sped down the asphalt, bobbing his head from side to side in sync with the latin music blasting

Ethan’s POVAs soon as the car’s engine died down, I realized we’d gotten to our destination. In the pitch darkness, my ears were the only organs that gave me a sense of my surroundings. Doors opened and closed, and voices all around me spoke in low tones. There was a brief silence, then a hand suddenly yanked me out of the car. “Where are we going?” I cried out, suddenly finding my voice again. What had started as a chill night that included a family dinner and random chatter had now morphed into a series of unfortunate incidents that led to me being in a strange place with strange people. “Where are we?” I shouted again, after my first question went without response. Thwack! My cheek stung from where a small but swift palm had landed on it. “One more word from you and you’ll get worse than that,” a voice snapped. I froze, not because of the threat, but because the voice belonged to a woman. At the same moment, the bag that had been worn over my head at the time of my abduction

Ethan’s POVThe atmosphere in the room was charged with sexual tension as both women continued working on me, one gliding her hand up and down my erect cock while the other kissed me all over. She left a trail of wet kisses from my face down to my bare chest, nibbling on my skin at intervals. Jolts of pleasure struck me as the second woman moved her hand faster on my cock. Under just a minute, I’d gone from being scared of them to craving their touch more than anything else in the world—even my freedom. I would later learn that their names were Lana and Candace. Candace was the one with her hand in possession of my cock while Lana continued kissing and licking my chest. Candace’s hand was so soft that it sent shivers down my back as every time her palm brushed my skin. Having her stroke my cock like that was sensational but the look in her eyes as she met my gaze told me that she had something far better in store for me. Lana got off the couch quite suddenly, then she unzipped her