All Chapters of DARK SEDUCTION{Erotica short stories}: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

MIA’S POV.“Oh fuck!” I screamed as my body exploded. My warmth was soaking his hand and dripping down onto the desk. Ollie’s lips curled into a smug smile as he added a third finger, pushing deeper into me. “There. There's exactly what I want,” he murmured, his voice thick with pride. “You soaking, Mia.”I could barely breathe, my body quivering as he slid a fourth finger in. My walls clenched around him, my body shuddering as the remaining squirt dripped out of me, pooling beneath me. “It’s so much,” I gasped, my hands grabbing his wrist weakly. “Please, Ollie. Please, just fuck me. I want your cock.” His smirk deepened as he leaned forward, his lips capturing mine in a rough kiss. His hands left me for a moment, gripping my thighs to spread them even wider. “You want my cock?” he growled against my lips, his voice dark and teasing. “Yes,” I whimpered. I loved it when he forced my legs open for him. “Please.” He positioned himself between my legs, the head of his cock pr

ISLA'S POV.I arrived at the dorm with my shoulders heavy and my head pounding.Kevin.His laugh was mixed with someone else’s. It sounded so carefree, like the world hadn’t just kicked me in the ribs.I drew in a shaky breath and lifted my hand to knock. My knuckles barely grazed the wood when his voice came out casually. “I’m coming!”The door cracked open, revealing his flushed, startled face. And then slammed the door shut in my face.For a moment, I just stood there, blinking at the closed door, disbelief simmering under the exhaustion that burned through me. Then I looked down. The key. I still had the key. Relief flickered until I realised he’d locked it from the inside.My jaw clenched. I took another breath, deep and steady, the kind meant to hold everything in. The door opened again, and this time Kevin stepped out. He was smiling, but it was all nerves and guilt.“Isla, you should go,” he said, his vo

ISLA'S POV.That night, I stirred beneath the soft weight of my comforter, my skin clammy and my head pounding with a dull ache. A groan escaped my lips as I blinked against the dark, lifting a hand to press the heel of my palm to my aching temple. My throat was dry and and even chill danced across my skin despite the warmth of my room. "Ugh," I muttered hoarsely, my voice scratchy. "Why now?" I kicked the covers off and swung my legs over the side of the bed, wincing when the cool air hit my bare thighs. My feet instinctively found my slippers, and I rose slowly, wobbling for a moment before steadying myself. The idea of ice cream, specifically the rich vanilla-bourbon one I’d begged Betty to get on our way home, suddenly felt like salvation by this time. Nothing cured a cold better than sugar and denial. Shuffling through the hallway, I kept my steps quiet. When I reached the kitchen, I hugged my arms tightly to myself as I opened the freezer and retrieved the pint I’d been

ISLA'S POV. I could feel his gaze on me. My chest tightened again, and I fought the urge to look up, to meet his eyes. But I couldn’t stop myself from wondering: was he thinking about that night too? Did it weigh on him the way it weighed on me? The tension was unbearable. I swallowed hard, gripping my drink a little tighter as I forced myself to focus on Jinhai and Jeneta, their laughter and love filling the space between us. But all I could feel was him."Isla, you look pretty," Jinhai said. I forced another awkward smile, nodding stiffly. "Oh. Yes, Remy tells me you two met at his mansion."I froze. My body stiffened, but somehow, my neck turned instinctively toward Remy. And there he was, those piercing blue eyes and that perpetually vacant, detached smile that said nothing but held everything. "It was lovely," he drawled, his voice smooth and laced with a kind of cruelty only I could feel. "Though I won’t be in London for long, it’s a pleasure leaving my mansion in your capabl

REMY’S POV.From watching her to sabotaging her relationships, to now, holding her as she begged in my arms. I was going to have her. By any means.My hands slid up her thighs, warm and soft beneath my fingers, until they gripped her waist, pulling her flush against me. My lips crashed into hers, claiming her in a kiss that was deep and consuming, a release of every ounce of restraint I had been clinging to. A moan escaped her lips, muffled against mine, and her body trembled in my arms. This... this was exactly how I wanted her. Her longing, her surrender, her need all of it mine, and mine alone.I broke the kiss, my lips trailing down her jawline, tasting the delicate curve of her neck. Her body arched against me as my name fell from her lips, breathless and filled with desire."Remy," she moaned, and God, it was perfect. That was the only name I ever wanted to hear her cry out. Her hands tightened in my hair, tugging just enough to send a ripple of pleasure through me. One h