All Chapters of DIRTY DESIRES: A Short Steamy Erotica Collections.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jake's POVFucking Emma with my fingers was the best thing that had happened to be that day, far surpassing the excitement I had felt when I had humiliated her the auditorium earlier that day. I enjoyed the way I could make her squirm and moan in pleasure. It added to my own excitement and the unbearable throbbing in my suit pants was a testimony to that. As much as I enjoyed pleasing her with my fingers, it wasn't enough for me. I wanted more. My growing member did. I pulled my fingers out of her and a sound of protest escaped her lips as I took a step back.“Hold on,” I whispered and fished into the pocket of my pants. I found what I was looking for immediately and I smiled as I took it out. Before leaving home, I'd been skeptical about taking it but the voice in my head didn't let me rest until I eventually tucked it into my pocket. Emma looked at me in anticipation, her eyes following my every movement. I quickly unbuckled my belt and I let my pants fall to the floor afterwards.

Jake's POV Emma and I exchanged glances after Mrs. Evans announced us as a pair. Looking around, I saw that more fourteen other pairs of eyes were also looking at us, Mrs. Evans included. She looked at Emma first, then her gaze rested on me. “You two…” she pointed at both of us. “There'd better be no controversies this time around. I don't want to hear any complaints about you, either from any of you or from your classmates. Work as a team. I want you to enjoy yourselves in the course of doing the assignment.” I nodded and gave her the best smile I could manage. But Mrs. Evans was no fool and she didn't look convinced at all. After class, I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door, eager to meet up with my friends and forget about Emma Wilson and her pretty, irritating face. “Jake!”I ignored it at first, pretending not to hear as I strolled towards the door.“Oh, I know you heard me,” she said and I felt her grabbing me roughly by the shoulder. Reluctantly, I turned around to

Emma's POV My nipples were still very hard as Jake worked his sweet mouth on them, torturing them with his soft lips and his tongue. Tingles ran up and down my neck, and I writhed on the table as warm pleasure rushed through me. I was already dripping wet and the vacuum in my pussy needed to be filled. Wanting more, I pushed him back and got up from the table. Then I pulled him towards one of the lower benches and made him sit on it. Staring directly into his eyes, I could see his needs in them. We wanted the same thing; his cock buried deep inside me. I kicked my panties off and to my surprise, he pulled a condom out of nowhere and tore it open. Too needy to worry about what it had been doing there, I positioned myself over him and put my hands under me to hold his warm, sheathed cock. It came alive in my hand, pulsing strongly. Gently, as if it were the most delicate thing in the world, I ran my hands up and down the length as I guided it to my wet entrance. All at once, I lowere

Emma's POV For the next few days, I did my best to avoid Jake. I no longer trusted myself around him. I was afraid of the way his mere presence alone could knock down my defenses, the way his touch could command my body. Surprisingly, he also seemed to be keeping his distance from me. A few times, we made eye contact from a distance and he would turn around immediately or change directions. He didn't seem so eager to tease and annoy me anymore. Alongside that, the annoying smirk he always had for me and the daring, challenging look that always accompanied every look he threw at me were no longer there. If the arrogant, competitive Jake Kingston was still existing, then was either being deliberately or indeliberately hidden from me. Marie no longer mentioned the incident locker room scenario and I was thankful for that. In fact, if I didn't know Marie very well, I would have thought she had forgotten about it. One afternoon, I sat alone in the students lounge to do research on a topi

As the party slowly approached its end, the tense exchange of glances between Lila and Harper intensified. Both women were standing on either side of the rapidly emptying ballroom and they'd spent the last quarter of an hour contacting each other with their eyes.Lila, a tall, slender blonde, had a glass of champagne in her hand which she sipped from slowly, her eyes never leaving the raven haired Harper's own. No one but them were aware of the silent yet charged exchange between them.“Goodnight, guys,” a cool, pleasant voice said, heard only by a small group of people gathered together. Behind the voice was a young man with brown curly hair who was throwing a little wave at the small group. He was of average height and he had a face that was well admired by many, both male and female. At just twenty-five, Evan Greene was the CEO of Greene Solutions LLC, a company that specialized in renewable energy. Evan’s mesmerizing light brown eyes not only contributed to his good looks but it