All Chapters of DARK SEDUCTION{Erotica short stories}: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

OLLIE’S POV. I loosened the ropes, and she jolted upright, her hands immediately reaching for me. But I caught them midair, twisting her wrists gently and pinning them to the bed as I leaned over her.Her chest was heaving, her body flushed, and her skin was hot beneath my touch. I reached for her thighs, gripping them firmly, my fingers pressing into her soft flesh as though I couldn’t get enough. She let out a soft gasp as I pulled her over me, guiding her until she was straddling my lap, her wet, warm heat hovering just over my cock. Her hips fit perfectly in my hands, my palms sliding over her skin, pink and sensitive from earlier. I couldn’t help but smirk as her eyes, those slutty, desperate amber eyes I loved locked onto mine, silently begging for what she wanted next. I shifted beneath her, my legs positioning to press her forward, forcing her to fall against me. As she leaned into my chest, I reached between us, grabbing my cock and giving it a slow, teasing stroke. God

OLLIE’S POV. A sound I knew. A sound I’d felt against my own skin.My throat went dry as heat prickled under my collar, despite the cold air. A thousand thoughts collided with anger, confusion and that ugly sting of something I didn’t want to name.Benny’s hand slid lower, his mouth trailing toward her neck.“Benny!”Her voice cracked through the hallway like a whip. She shoved him, hard, her palm flashing before it connected with his cheek. The sound echoed off the walls.“You’re insane!” she shouted, her voice shaking with rage. Then, before I could even blink, her knee came up fast. He doubled over with a strangled groan.“Mia!” he wheezed.“What makes you think I wanna have sex with you?” she snapped with fire blazing in her eyes.My eyes widened. Wait. What?I should’ve moved forward, stopped it right there but my body locked in place. Shock rooted me to the spot.Benny’s voice came out hoarse, desperate. “You kissed me first! Did you forget that day? Isn’t that what you wanted?

OLLIE’S POVI crushed her mouth with mine, kissing her so hard our teeth almost clashed. My hands roamed her body, gripping her waist, sliding down over her ass, pulling her closer as I ground my cock against her slick heat. She moaned into my mouth, her body trembling in my hands, and I couldn’t hold back anymore. I turned her around, spinning her so fast she gasped in surprise, her hands instinctively reaching for the wall to steady herself. Her back arched, her ass pressing into me, and I gritted my teeth as the sight nearly undid me. One hand slid up her back, gripping the nape of her neck, holding her firmly in place as I positioned myself behind her. My other hand found my cock, guiding it to her dripping entrance. “Fuck, Mia,” I growled, my voice thick with need. “You’re so wet for me. You want this, don’t you?” “Yes!” she gasped, her voice breathless and desperate. “Please, Ollie.” I shoved into her in one hard thrust, a groan ripping from my throat as her walls clen

MIA’S POVA week stuck here. Four days of being sneaky and sleeping with Mr Hale, and suddenly, being stuck here didn’t seem so bad anymore.Finally, we’d reached the end of the program that the hotel had organised.It was yoga. I didn’t pack any yoga clothes, but the hotel provided some. Still, I wasn’t going. I’d told Ms Bino I had a stomachache, and she’d excused me from participating.Now, as I looked around the room, boredom settled heavily in my chest. Maybe I should’ve gone, but yoga had never been my thing anyway.I grabbed my jacket and stepped out, planning to get some snacks, chips, maybe something sweet when a familiar voice stopped me.“So, you don’t know if your best friend is sleeping with Mr Hale?”Wait. What?That was Jennifer. And she was talking to Melissa.My feet froze mid-step like my soul had blue-screened.“I saw her go into Mr Hale’s room a night ago,” Jennifer continued, her voice syrupy and smug. “I waited, and she didn’t come out for a while.”Okay, who wai

MIA’S POVMy heart wouldn’t stop hammering. The hallway outside his office was quiet. I stood there for a second, staring at the dark wood of his door, trying to steady my breath.Then, I lifted my hand and knocked. Once. Twice.“Come in,” his voice came out low.I pushed the door open and walked inside.He was at his desk, sleeves rolled up again, a single lamp casting a warm pool of light over his papers. His head was bowed slightly as he flipped through a file and a pen tapping against the page. He didn’t even look up.“Sit.”That was all he said.I swallowed and crossed the room, listening to my pulse thudding in my ears. The leather chair squeaked softly as I sat down. The air in here felt heavier somehow and scented faintly of his cologne.I clasped my hands in my lap, then unclasped them. My fingers started fidgeting with my thumb, and I rubbed my skin until it tingled. I wanted to say something, but words didn’t come even in my mind.Was this about the essay? Or was it about