Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claim Me, Daddies : A Spicy Erotica Collection: Kabanata 261 - Kabanata 270

Claimed By The New Neighbour (6)“Man, I can’t get that image out of my head,” Jess said quietly, staring at the floor.Nolan frowned. “What image?”Jess exhaled. “The first time I saw Vaughn naked. When he stood in front of me, the first thing I noticed was the deep red of his pubic hair. Same shade as the hair on his head. Thick, trimmed… you couldn’t mistake it for anyone else’s.”Nolan stayed silent for a beat. “You’re serious right now?”Jess nodded slowly. “Yeah. And the worst part? Weeks later, that same image came back to me—hard. I was going down on my wife, and there they were. A few red strands tangled in her blonde hair.”Nolan’s eyes widened. “Jesus, Jess.”“It hit me like a punch,” Jess muttered. “Vaughn had been there again. He’d fúcked her again.”•••••That image wouldn’t leave Nolan’s head after Jess told him. It haunted him even as he tried to shake it off. Mara’s hair carried the same rich red shade, and the thought made his stomach twist. If Vaughn ever touched he

Claimed By The New Neighbour (8)   Vaughn slammed his cóck into her one more time and this time he didn't withdraw in preparation for another thrust. This time, he drove his cóck as deeply as he could and after a moment's pause, he grunted and his entire body shook. With each grunt, Mara could feel his hot cúm being squirted deep inside her. With each grunt, Nolan could see Vaughn's balls jerk as they blew out another blast of their thick, hot cúm.   Nolan also noticed that with every grunt, with every ball jump, and each squirt of his hot cúm, Vaughn's cheeks clinched as he pressed deep inside Mara. Vaughn, Nolan realized, was a breeder. Everything he was doing was a fúck meant to breed.   Mara's legs were still wrapped around Vaughn's lower back and now they were jerking him closer to her each time he grunted and squirted. She let out a mixtu

I closed my eyes as Crystal kissed her way down my body, slow and hungry, like she already knew I wouldn’t stop her. When she reached my waist, she tugged my thong down along with my pants. I lifted my hips off the bed without needing to be asked, giving her what she wanted.She slid the fabric off my legs, tossed it aside, and gently pushed my thighs open. She paused.Her eyes were locked on my pússy, trimmed neat, throbbing, wet, aching for attention. I felt the air kiss my slick folds as she stared, dragging her gaze over every inch like she was memorizing it.My body begged for her. Hips twitching up, needy. I didn’t say a word. I just waited, holding my breath, silently praying for her touch.Then finally, a single finger. She slid it between my folds, slowly, deliberately, from bottom to top, stopping right at my clít. My back arched. The jolt it sent through me was sharp, almost painful in the best way.She gathered my wetness and pushed her finger inside. I gasped. My walls cl

Truth or Dare (4)The Lake House   The next day, we left the city behind and slipped away to the lake house, just me and Crystal. There were no friends, no distractions, and no one around for miles. Just water, trees, and the kind of quiet that made everything feel better. Everything except the need between my legs, which hadn't stopped throbbing since last night when I had explored lésbián sėx with Crystal.   The sun had already started to dip when we turned onto the gravel road. Every bump in the path sent a dull ache through my thighs. It was the delicious reminder of what she'd done to me still lingering between my legs.   When we pulled into the narrow driveway, the car crunched to a stop in front of the cabin. The air outside smelled like pine needles and heat. The old wood cabin sat

A Horny Game Of Truth or Dare (6)   When my legs finally gave out, I slid down the wall until I landed beside her on the shower floor. My chest was heaving. My hair stuck to my face. My whole body was still buzzing.   “I can’t feel my legs,” I mumbled, half-laughing. I was still dazed.   Crystal leaned in, rested her forehead against mine, and smiled like she knew exactly what she’d done to me.   “Good,” she whispered.   We sat there in the steam, quiet and tangled together for what felt like forever.   By the time we finally stood and stepped out of the shower, the sun had nearly disappeared from the window. The bathroom lights glowed soft against the damp air.&