Sinful Nights: A Collection Of Erotic Desires의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

Chloe’s POVAfter I headed upstairs to the room, the apartment felt too quiet, the storm’s relentless drumming against the windows the only sound filling the void. My skin still tingled from our earlier encounter—him catching me completely naked, his blue eyes raking over me before he turned away with that smirk. God, that moment. I’d wanted to die of embarrassment, but the way his jaw had tightened, the flush creeping up his neck—there was more than just shock. There was heat there. The thought made my stomach flutter, a mix of shyness and bold anticipation. I wasn’t the kid he used to ruffle anymore. At twenty, I knew what I wanted, and a big part of me hoped he felt this tension too—the kind that had been simmering since I had been old enough to notice how his protective glances lingered a little too long.In my bedroom, I tossed my clothes aside and climbed into bed.I pulled the blanket up, feeling the cool fabric against my warm skin, but sleep was impossible.

He leaned over, rummaged for a second, and came back with a foil packet. He sheathed himself quickly, his eyes never leaving mine. Then he positioned himself at my entrance, the broad head pressing against my soaked pussy. He paused, his forehead resting against mine, his breathing ragged."Last chance to be good," he said, a last thread of conscience.I wrapped my legs around his hips, locking my ankles at the small of his back. "Fuck being good."He thrust into me in one smooth, deep stroke.We both cried out. The feeling of being filled by him, stretched so perfectly, was beyond anything l'd ever imagined. He was big, but I was so ready, so wet from my orgasm, that he slid in with nothing but breathtaking fullness."Chloe... fuck," he choked out, holding himself perfectly still, buried to the hilt, letting us both adjust. "Fuck me," I begged. "Please, Ryan, move."He began to thrust, slow and deep, setting a pace that was maddeningly sensual. Each wit

Lila’s POV He paid the tab, his hand resting on the small of my back as we weaved through the crowd. The possessive touch made my skin prickle. In the parking garage, he pointed to a sleek, black SUV. "I can drive you." "I'll follow you," I said, my own car feeling like a lifeline to reality, a chance to back out if I wanted to. I gave him my real number—a risk, but I was past fake names now. "Text me the address. If I lose you, I'll call." He nodded, then planted a quick, heated kiss catching me off guard. It was just a firm press of his lips to mine, over too soon. "Don't lose me," he murmured. The drive was a blur. His taillights were two red eyes I followed through the night. My mind raced. This is Rafael. Mark's Rafael. You are about to sleep with your boyfriend's best friend. The guilt was there, a cold pebble in my stomach, but it was drowned out by a roaring, overwhelming need. Mark had ignored me. Rafael saw me. Rafael wanted me so much he was hard just from holding me.

Lila’s POVMark, oblivious, dragged me over."Guys! This is Zoey! Zoey, this is Dave, Tony, and the ugly one is Rafael, my best friend since forever."Rafael stood up. He was wearing a simple grey t-shirt that stretched across his chest. He held out his hand, his face a careful mask of polite indifference. "Hey. Finally, Heard a lot about you."I took his hand. The contact was electric, a jolt that traveled straight up my arm. His grip was firm, brief, impersonal. "You too," I managed to say, my voice faint.We all sat. I was painfully aware of Rafael's presence just two feet away. I could smell his soap. I could feel the heat coming off him. Mark kept a possessive arm around my shoulders, talking loudly about the upcoming fight.Rafael was quiet, nursing a beer. Every so often, l'd feel his gaze on me, heavy and hot. When I dared to glance at him, he'd look away. The unspoken secret screamed between us.Halfway through the first fight, Mark's phone buzze

Maya’s POVHe stepped away from me. Through my lashes, I caught a glimpse of him heading to my dresser. He was completely naked now. I'd seen Leo shirtless a hundred times at the pool or the beach, but this was different. His back was taut, his ass firm. He was fully, completely aroused. He began searching through the top drawer…my drawer, where I kept my few, rarely-used toys.He pulled out the bottle of lube l'd bought as a joke for a bachelorette party and never opened. Then he found my vibrator-a modest, violet silicone thing. He splashed lube onto his fingers.Then he did something that shocked me to my core. He reached behind himself, his face tightening in concentration, and slowly pushed a lubed finger into his own ass.My pussy clenched violently. A hot, fresh gush of arousal soaked me. Leo? I had never, ever imagined. The guilt I felt was immediate and sharp. Had he hidden this from everyone? From me?The sight of him, pleasuring himself so intimately w