All Chapters of Cravings, and Lustful Confessions.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I can't exactly say what's wrong with me. Sex had now become a regular thing in my life. And Lucas, he demands for it everywhere. When he said he would fuck me like a slut, he wasn't lying about that.And worse, I loved being his slut. I love letting him take me, wherever he wants. All he had to do was pull off his shirts and flaunt his beautiful cock, and I'd be on my knees taking him like a good little bitch. I thought I had gotten used to it, the sex the pleasure, and then I would stop craving it. But I was wrong, everytime we did it, Lucas always had something new in-store for me.Shit, he has so much power over me. Power I willingly gave to him, and he knows this... He knows it too. Knows what I've turned into. One brush of his fingers and I'm already bending over, letting him take me wherever he wants– desk, wall, kitchen counter– it doesn't matter. He fucks me till I can't think straight, till I'm shaking and gasping his name like a confession I can't hide.And sometimes, I f

I heard him. I heard him loud and clear, but at the same time, it felt like I didn’t. What the hell did he just say?"You what…?" I breathed out, unable to believe my ears. What he had just said was nothing short of insane. "You want to…"No. I can’t… I can’t say it.He sighed, tired. "I’m sure I was very clear, Sylvia, but fine… I’ll clarify what I just said." His tone was casual, as if he were discussing a preference for red wine over white. "Specifically, I love watching a beautiful, sophisticated woman like you get thoroughly fucked by a man built exactly for that purpose. It’s the most exquisite thing in the world."My mouth went dry, my initial shock skyrocketing, but amid it all, curiosity stirred.My eyes fell on the stranger once more. He hadn’t moved. He just stood there like a statue of muscles, his gaze fixed on the heavy swell of my breasts rising and falling with my quickened breath. His cock thickened, pressing against his thigh; I could tell he was getting excited at t

My eyes fluttered open, and at first I was hit with confusion– where the heck am I?Then my hands flung to my naked body, and the memories of last night seeped in.With the sensations of last night gone, I could only close my eyes in embarrassment. What the hell was I thinking? Fucking a stranger, and letting Mr. David watch.Not only did he watch, he fucked my titties. How do I look at him? What do I even say after such a wild night? Perhaps I should get up, get my things, and tiptoe out of the room.I opened my eyes once more, turning to the side, but then I realized I was all alone in the room. Mr. David and the naked stranger were gone, and I was the only one in the room.I sat up, my hand holding the bedsheet that covered my body. I'm guessing David had covered me, because I was too tired to cover myself last night. I can't even remember when I slept off. I sighed staring around the empty room with half-lidded eyes, and once I could confirm I was all alone in the hotel room, I

Tonight, I had invited the guys over. Yes, Lucas and David. Tonight, I was going to own my lust, and I wouldn't cower from it.David was the first to arrive."I've got to say, Sylvia, I was a bit surprised to get your invite," he said, taking off his jacket and tossing it over the couch.I only smiled, pouring myself a drink. "Hmm, just felt like it.""Of course you did. Our last-"David didn't get to finish, as the doorbell rang. And next-without waiting for me to open the door-Lucas walked in.The moment he stepped inside, his steps faltered. His eyes darted from me to David, and for a second, I saw a flicker of confusion, maybe even irritation."Uhm, am I missing something? Why is Mr. David here?" he asked."I invited him over, and yes, he was the man I was with that night," I answered without even blinking.He walked in, assessing David like he was some sort of opponent."Did you invite him because I loved to watch you both fuck?" David said, chuckling.Lucas halted, staring at me

Blurb:“You’ll beg for what you once refused, Margaret. I’ll make you choke on your pride… and my cock.”My ex-husband whispered those words, his voice dripping with vengeance. And I, on my knees, could only shudder at what the future held.This was the beginning of my punishment. My confession.Book warning:This book contains explicit sexual content, dark erotic themes, power imbalance, humiliation, and scenes of sexual punishment and psychological manipulation.Reader discretion is strongly advised. Intended for 18+ adult audiences only.If you crave the ache of surrender, welcome to Margaret's punishment.Prologue:The soft music played in the background, slow and warm, giving the scene a much more romantic tone than intended."You know..." I whispered, staring at Maxwell more intently than I should. "I didn't think you would come back."He had just returned from his travels. Years gone, chasing fortunes and freedom, and now he was here again, sitting across from me in my grand si