Burning Hot (a collection of eroticas) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Thalia's POVEight o'clock in the club.I am still open from being fucked by my boyfriend two hours ago before now.The booze and bass is pumping adrenaline through my veins.I know what I'm doing…I swear I do.I'm a good girl too…I've always been, but tonight it's a bit too difficult to be it.Not when he's looking at me like that from across the table with a glass of golden tequila held up to his lips.He doesn't smile, he doesn't nod, he doesn't show any sign of acknowledgement for me.He just…looks.I am so fucked.Two hours before.“Yeah? You like that?“ My boyfriend moans above me and I moan ceremoniously in response to him.No sweat, no saliva, no passion…just ceremony but I keep my legs open for him.It's been suffocating lately.I love my boyfriend with everything I've got but sex with him feels like pretending.It is pretending and I'm getting tired of it.Kyle is a sweet guy, he is the most loving and the most caring but he is unfortunately the most vanilla man I have ever

I'm at the club again, alone this time because my boyfriend has been avoiding me.He tries his best to make it seem like he's busy but I can tell he's obviously avoiding me.He came three times.That was the first time he has ever cum that much but still, he didn't let us have that kind of sex again.He called from work tonight to let me know the usual.“I won't be home tonight babe” he said into the phone and I sighed. I'm on the edge of losing my mind and he doesn't see it.“Babe, is it because of…that night?“ I asked and he went silent, “we'll talk later baby” he said before hanging up.“Babe, loosen up!“ My best friend Julianne says into my ear and I smile at her before letting my body sway to the music.We both dance under the flashing lights, I throw my hands up as I dance, feeling free and feeling sweat beading on my body.It's so hot and stuffy in here but this is what I need the most.“Oh my gosh, that guy's looking at you” Julianne whispers into my ear and I shake my head, “

I stand in front of the door with my hand over my chest and my mouth dropped open. Ryder. This has to be a fantasy, right? It's definitely not real, it's a dream. He lets out an impatient sigh that lets me know that he is very much real. The man of my wetdream is standing in my hallway, dark eyes locked on mine like he already owns me. And he does. My look becomes a worry to me as I look down at myself, my nightgown is thin and clinging to my damp skin. My nipples hard and pushing against the fabric, my thighs are still slick from what I was just doing. The air between us feels thick, charged, like one spark is waiting to set the whole apartment on fire. He doesn't smile, he just looks at me. His eyes assess me, moving slow, deliberately taking in my appearance, from my flushed face to my messy hair and the way I'm breathing too fast. “Kyle sent me“ he says, voice low and rough. “Something about a leaky faucet“ he adds but my brain can't seem to catch up. Kyle. Plumbing

Thalia's POVThe door of our apartment opens in the late afternoon, and Kyle walks in with a bouquet of roses.He bought a really beautiful on full of red, big and perfect roses, the kind he buys whenever he feels guilty about something.He give me a soft smile when he sees me on the couch and I just stare at him.“Hey, baby, these are for you“ he says and I stand up to take the flowers, my legs are still a little shaky from yesterday.“Thank you“ I say with a forced smile as he pulls me into a hug, pressing a kiss to my forehead like I'm something fragile.I lift the bouquet to my nose and inhale, they smell sweet and innocent.Far from the smoke, sex and the mess I made with his best friend on the kitchen floor yesterday.“I’m sorry I’ve been distant, I miss you baby” he murmurs into my hair.But while his hands on me feel safe and sane, all I can think about is how Ryder’s hand felt on my throat yesterday.The way he kept it there, just holding me…just owning.My pussy slicks up wi

Ryder’s POVI don’t leave a text.No, I don’t warn her as I make my way to their apartment.Hungry for the one that I shouldn't touch.I use Kyle’s spare key and let myself in just after midnight.Their apartment is quiet and dark, the only light I see is the faint glow of a lamp from the bedroom and I follow it like a magnet.I find Thalia curled on the bed in one of Kyle’s faded t-shirts with her knees tucked up, and her phone in her hand.She looks like she has been waiting for…someone.And the moment she sees me in the doorway, she pulls herself up to sit upright, her eyes are wide and lips parting as she says my name.“Ryder…what…” she starts but I don’t let her finish talking as I cross the room in seconds.I place my hands on her hips and drag her pretty body to the edge of the mattress, she doesn't even resist, she just let's out a gasp.She is pliant for me as I flip her to her stomach and yank the t-shirt up to her waist.She has no panties…damn.How did Kyle score this godd