All Chapters of DIRTY DESIRES: A Short Steamy Erotica Collections.: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Vanessa's POV The suddenness with which his hands went for my shoulders left me startled. It was as if something had suddenly awoken inside him. I saw his eyes darkening just before he crushed his lips down on mine. The kiss was different this time around. Not only could I taste the silkiness of his lips but I could also taste his hunger and his lust. He held me in place as he kissed me until I found it hard to think. When his hands left my shoulder, they moved down my body like it was familiar terrain. They soon found my waist but this time around, they were fiercely possessive. His tongue probed my lips, forcing its way into my mouth. The gesture screamed dominance and it gave me a thrill that I felt all the way to my bones. I continued stroking the length of his cock while kissing him. Cold shivers teased their way up my back when he grabbed my ass and fondled it in the same manner I've been meaning to do to him. I was forced to let out a moan that was making its way up my throa

Liam's POVIt took me almost a whole hour to leave the kitchen after Miss Vanessa did. During that period of time, I'd had multiple uncomfortable erections. It was as if my cock was protesting not being allowed to stay in the warmth of her pussy. The way it strained against my pants was almost too much to bear. So much that I had to continuously send my hands down there to adjust it. And it was all because of one woman. I was still marveling over the fact that I’d had sex with my mother's boss in her own kitchen. I could have said it was a dream but dreams didn't give one so much pleasure. As my thoughts wandered, my eyes fell to the apple she’d dropped on the counter. Without thinking twice, I was already heading towards it. I picked it up and bit into it, hoping blindly that it would somehow give me a taste of her. I felt my heart falling in disappointment when it didn't. As an alternative, I sniffed the air in desperation. Anything that could retain a clear memory of her in my min

Vanessa's POV Even before Liam gave me an answer, I already knew he was going to give in. From the moment I took off my robe, I'd seen the conflict in his eyes. Watching his resolve crumble bit by bit had filled me with a tiny sense of euphoria. But what I loved best was the way he reacted after I took his bare cock in my hand. His breath seized, then it came out in harsh waves before he finally let out a relieved sigh. Like someone who had finally gotten what they'd been yearning for for a long time.“Miss Vanessa…” he said softly as I stroked his cock in gentle motions. He was tremendously hard and his cock felt alive in my hand. I could feel the veins on it as I moved my hand up and down the length. “How do you feel?” I asked while moving my hand to the base of his shaft. “I feel…good. But we shouldn't be doing this.”The desire glimmering his eyes betrayed the reasoning in his voice. And the way his body twitched with each stroke from my hand told me how he really felt. “I sh

Liam's POVMy heart raced as I heard the words leave her mouth. She wasn't done with me? My limp cock twitched repeatedly as she approached me. The sight of her naked body alone was enough pleasure for me. “But…I…I still have chores to do,” I said, desperate for an escape. As tempting as the idea of having sex with her again was, I was afraid that I wouldn't make it out alive if I did. Not after that mind blowing orgasm she gave me from sucking my cock alone. “Who's the boss here, Liam?” She asked firmly. Her tone made it seem like I had offended her. “You,” I answered quickly. My eyes never left her body as she slowly closed the distance between us. She was the sexiest naked lady I've ever seen, although I'd only seen a few. Everything in her body was in the right proportion, as if extra care had been taken to create her. If I could be allowed a chance to stare at her large, succulent breasts and tiny nipples forever, then I would take it in a heart's beat. And the well carved V-s

Tasha's POV The music was way louder than I could ever tolerate, yet I couldn't leave. Not with Amanda holding my hand like I was a criminal she didn't want to escape. The pungent smell of sweat and alcohol mixed in the noisy air, further compounding my troubles. Nearly everything present in the crowded house assaulted my sense organs in one way or the other. And there seemed to be no way out. After what I went through as Amanda led me through the crowd, I wasn't so eager to have to push through the thick cluster of bodies again. Even if it meant I would have escaped the deathlike atmosphere of the place. I seemed to be the only one feeling that way because everyone else was drinking and dancing like it was their last day on earth. “We shouldn't have come here,” I yelled to Amanda who was still in control of my movements. After many failed attempts, I’d stopped trying to break free from her grip.Amanda turned to me and nodded but I was sure she didn't hear one word I said. A few se