All Chapters of Wicked Pleasures [Steamy Short Stories]: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Madame’s Husband 2

Ava stood on a ladder in the grand dining room, dusting the massive chandelier that hung like a crown above the table. Her movements were careful, but she knew Rex was there, sitting in a leather chair by the window, pretending to read a newspaper.His eyes weren't on the pages, they were on her as always.‘Is he interested in me?’ she thought as she kept dusting, wondering what that meant for her. ‘For a man like him, he probably wants his hands on me.’She glanced at him for a split second, suddenly feeling her heart beating faster, and a flush crept up her neck.She leaned just a little, letting her hips sway as she reached for a high crystal, wanting him to notice her further, to want her.She wasn't doing this because he was handsome, though he was, or because he was wealthy, but because she knew it would drive Clara mad.If she could catch Rex’s attention, maybe even his heart, she could turn Clara’s perfect world upside down.The thought made her smile as she worked, but she kn

The Madame’s Husband 3

Two days later, the Masons were having a party in the mansion. Ava didn't know exactly what it was about but a lot of Madame Clara’s friends were present amidst othef guests, all of them dressed to the nines.Ava wove through the crowd, a tray of drinks in her hands, her black maid’s dress so tight it hugged her hips and chest, showing off every curve. She felt eyes on her, but one pair burned hotter than the rest, following her from the corner of the room.‘All he does is stare. When will he finally man up?’ she thought, shaking her head. Afterall, her plans could only work if he made the first step.Clara was busy attending to her guests, her blonde hair flawless, her smile fake, but even with how busy she was, she still took time to snap at Ava, humiliating her in front of all her guests.And this made Ava’s anger toward her only burn bright.Ava proceeded to fetch more wine in the quiet hallway, and Rex cautiously followed her. His body brushed hers, his hand firmly grazing her as

The Madame’s Husband 4

Days later, Madame Clara had left for a weekend trip, off to some fancy spa with her rich friends and her absence was a rare chance.Ava was in the master bedroom, busy dusting the huge four-poster bed where Clara and Rex slept. The room was all luxury with silk sheets, gold-trimmed mirrors, a chandelier sparkling above.Her dressed pulled tight as she bent to fluff the pillows and she immediately felt eyes on her, causing her turn, and there Rex was, standing in the doorway, his frame filling the space.And as always, his hungry eyes were locked on her. Ava smiled inwardly, knowing the time was perfect, but she straightened, lowering her gaze as she greeted, “Good morning, Sir.”Rex stepped into the room, closing the door with a soft click.“Ava,” he said with that rough voice of his. “Clara’s gone, so this is out chance. I'm tired of waiting and all I've been thinking about is what’s between those thighs of yours.”Ava’s eyes widened as she looked at him, her heart pounding at his w

The Madame’s Husband 5

Rex thrust into Ava, his cock slamming into her pussy, hard and deep and her screams echoed through the room.Her face contorted, eyes squeezing shut, mouth open like she was about to cry, every inch of his thick cock stretching her walls, filling her completely. His muscled arms pressed against the bed on either side of her, caging her in, his face inches from hers, his eyes locked on her as he pounded into her. The bed creaked under his force, the silk sheets twisting beneath them, and Ava’s screams grew louder. “Yes, yes, yes!”His thrusts were rough inside her, every thrust sending a jolt of pleasure through her. “Fuck, your pussy’s so tight,” Rex growled, his voice thick, his hips slamming against her, his cock hitting deep, grazing every sensitive spot inside her. “Ahh, ahhh…” Ava’s cries filled the room, tears of overwhelming pleasure pricking her eyes as she felt him penetrate her walls over and over.She grabbed his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, her hips buc

The Landlord’s offer 1

Tara, a 28-year-old artist with a wild mane of chestnut curls and a body that curved in all the right places lived in a tiny run-down apartment in the city, and her bed, a sagging mattress pushed against the far wall was a tangle of mismatched sheets. And the thin walls of the apartment did little to contain all her loud, uninhibited moans that spilled out during her nightly self-pleasure sessions, a habit that had earned her raised eyebrows and whispered gossip from her neighbors. But she didn't care much about the rumors. She was too busy chasing inspiration, scraping by on commissions that barely covered her paints, let alone the rent. Her bank account was a constant source of anxiety, and this month, like the last, she was late, again. And when she was tired and frustrated, she often masturbated to pass time. Tonight was no different. The clock ticked past midnight, and Tara was lost in her own world. She lay sprawled across her creaky mattress, her fingers grippin

The Landlord’s Offer 2

Tara’s breath caught at Greg’s words.She should say no, should slam the door in his face, but the truth was, she’d fantasized about him before, about how a man like him could ride her senseless.And now here he was, offering her a way out, wrapped in a temptation she wasn’t sure she wanted to resist.Tara swallowed, trying to keep her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. “One night?” she repeated, raising an eyebrow. “You think you’re worth a month’s rent, Greg?”He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that made her stomach flutter. “Oh, sweetheart, I’m worth a lot more than that.” He leaned in, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, “Let me show you.”Before she could second-guess herself, Tara grabbed the front of his jacket, pulling him inside and kicking the door shut behind him. The apartment felt smaller with him in it, his presence filling the space as he backed her against the wall, his hands on her hips, his body pressed close. Her heart raced, her skin tingling w

The Landlord’s offer 3

Tara pushed her hips back against him, feeling the hard ridge of his erection through his jeans. “You’re all talk,” she teased, “Show me what else you got. I need that cock of yours fucking my pussy.”Greg watched as her butt moved against his erection, making him groan low in his throat. “You really want us to get right into it, don't you?”She nodded eagerly. “Yes. Fuck me so rough, Landlord.”He chuckled as his hands gripped her hips tightly to hold her in place. “Careful what you ask for,” he said, one of his hands moving to the small of her back, pressing down gently to arch her further, her ass pushing out toward him. “Stay just like that,” he ordered as he shifted behind her, his fingers unbuttoning his jeans.And when he was done, he coated his cock with his saliva, gripped her waist, and slammed his cock into her pussy.Tara cried out, her scream echoing through the apartment, her pussy clenching around him as he stretched her, the sudden fullness overwhelming. He didn’t giv

Body for contract 1

In the big city of Astria, Letty Patel, a beautiful, elegant woman with long, straight black hair and striking blue eyes sat behind her desk at Patel Enterprises.As the project manager in her father’s company, she was the type who’d go to any length just to make him proud.The office door opened, and Letty glanced up from the file in her hands as her personal assistant, Sasha, stepped in.With a pleasant smile, Sasha approached and said, “President Cole from Brookhill just reached out. He said he’d only consider the $3 million project if you’re the one he meets.”Letty arched an eyebrow. “Is that right? Well, we can’t afford to lose a deal that big. When and where does he want to meet?”“In two hours. Tiff Restaurant,” Sasha replied.Letty gave a nod. “Alright. You can go.”Not long after, her phone rang. Seeing it was her father, Jacob, she let out a quiet sigh before picking up. “Hi, Dad.”“The project with President Cole, why haven’t we heard back? Is he still interested in our co

Body for contract 2

Letty stepped into the Top Hotel suite and was immediately guided inside, where President Cole was already sprawled on the couch, wearing only a towel and idly flipping through TV channels.He shot to his feet, his face breaking into a cocky smirk. “Well? You really came.”Letty nodded, placing her bag on the couch. “I’m here, just like we agreed. You said you wanted to see how good I am in bed. So, Mr. Cole, tell me exactly what you want me to do?” she asked, pretending to be innocent.Cole let out a deep huckle, clearly entertained. “Start by stripping completely naked.”etty began to remove her clothes, piece by piece, his hungry gaze tracking every movement.As she unhooked her bra and let it drop, her massive, heavy tits tumbled out, jiggling with the motion.She stood straight, her voice steady as ever. “If I satisfy you tonight, Mr. Cole, every future contract goes to Patel Enterprises. That’s our agreement, right?”His eyes were locked on her bare chest, his breathing ragged

Body for contract 3

President Cole wasn’t Letty’s first rodeo, he was the fifth sleazy bastard to demand her body as a down payment for a signature. Old, powerful men, some with trophy wives waiting at home, others with cold, ruthless hearts, all trading their clout for a chance to plow her holes.And Letty never protested.To everyone else, she was the epitome of success: a stunning, commanding manager of her father’s company, dripping with elegance, the kind of woman others dreamed of becoming. But behind closed doors, her path to power was paved with secret, cum-soaked deals, sucking, fucking, and riding her way to the top, one dirty contract at a time. Older men, their cocks hard for her, their signatures even harder to get without her bending over or dropping to her knees.Her one ironclad rule? Never get caught.So far, giving in to their filthy demands had only propelled her higher, made her father gush with pride over his daughter’s “business genius,” oblivious to the sticky, sweaty fucks that s

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