All Chapters of Wicked Pleasures [Steamy Short Stories]: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Right here," she gasped breathlessly, looking back at him over her shoulder, her eyes burning with desire. "Shove that fat cock in my ass.”“Owww!” Letty unleashed a raw, soul-shattering howl as he thrust into her from behind with brutal force, pounding her mercilessly while standing dominant over her bent form, completely owning her, her enormous tits swinging wildly with every savage slam."F-fuck, yes!" she cried out, her voice breaking as each powerful stroke stretched her wide, blending searing pain with explosive pleasure into an overwhelming wave of bliss."Ahh, fuck my ass harder! Your massive cock… ah, yes, yes! AHHHHH! Oh, God, AHHHHHHH! Push it in! Push it in! Oh, sweet Jesus, ahhh! Fuck me harder! Oh, please, harder! Your whore wants it! Make me yours! I'm your slut! Your personal fuck toy! Use me! Fuck my body, Master!” Her moans turned into desperate, ragged cries as his pace grew more brutal, more savage.President Cole’s stare was locked in intense concentration, his

“Riverton City… I’m… I’m really back home.”Blaire Danvers pressed her forehead lightly against the cool glass of the cab window, watching the familiar streets blur past as the driver carried her toward her new home.She let out a soft sigh, shaking her head at the weight of the realization. Three years had slipped by since she left, yet somehow it didn’t feel like she had been gone at all. The memories still clung to her as if she had lived them only yesterday.She had gone through so much and never knew why, and to make it worse, it never ended after high school. It followed her to college and things became even worse, and more difficult to bear.‘I thought I was a walking curse,’ she reflected, sinking back into her seat and tilting her head against the worn leather headrest. Her eyes wandered up toward the cab’s ceiling, searching for some sort of calm in the chaos running through her thoughts.‘All my life, I believed I was just unlucky, cursed even. But who could have guessed?

“We’re getting married very soon, Niall! We have to start treating each other like future husband and wife!” Jessica exclaimed as she tried to follow Niall’s pace up the stairs.Niall froze halfway, turning back to glare at her. “And you know I don’t like you, Jessica?! Why the hell should I pretend I do just because of this marriage? I never even wanted it!”“I’m pregnant, Niall!” Jessica screamed at him, clutching her stomach. “I’m carrying your child! We’re going to have a family whether you like it or not!”Blair’s jaw dropped, her eyes going wide at the revelation. She nearly moaned out loud as her hand froze on the huge dildo buried deep inside her dripping cunt.It was another night and as usual, she was masturbating before going to bed. The device buzzed faintly, still stretching her walls, but the words she’d just heard hit harder than the vibrations.“She’s… pregnant?” Blair gasped, her chest heaving. Her lips parted around a shaky breath, half shock, half ecstasy.Niall’s

The night was unbelievably long.They were already on their third round, their bodies slick with sweat, neither showing signs of stopping even after their earlier orgasms.Niall’s knees pressed firmly into the bed, holding Blair in place as her legs wrapped tight around his waist, and her hands around his neck. His cock was buried to the hilt inside her, and still she rocked her hips desperately, greedy for every inch, her pussy clenching so tight around him that Niall’s groans grew louder.“God… you’re so fucking wet,” he growled against her neck, kissing and biting her skin as he slammed into her. He pulled back just to look at her face, her lips parted, her eyes half-closed, her tits bouncing against his chest. The sight alone nearly made him lose control.His hands roamed her body greedily, sliding down her soft, round ass, squeezing hard before returning to her breasts, unable to resist them for long. The second she felt him reach for them again, Blair leaned back on her hands,

“Dad, you sent for me,” Niall said as he walked into his father, Mr. Craig Winchester’s expansive office.“I want you to make this man work for us,” Mr. Craig said, giving Niall a file which he took. “He's one of the best experienced technologists out there and I want him to be on our payroll.Niall let out a low chuckle. “But isn't it an honor to work with us?”Craig nodded. “Yeah, but it’s getting way in over his head and I want you to deal with it. Deal with him.”Niall raised an eyebrow, but he nodded. “Okay, give me a day then. I’ll make sure he's dealt with.”When he turned away, Craig asked, “How’s your marriage coming up?”Niall turned to him. “Why should I care about that? I’m sure Mom and Jessica are having it all figured out. Isn't my job just to show up and say yes?”Craig nodded. “I guess. She's pregnant, Niall, so you have no choice. And now that you're getting married, you need to stop sleeping with the first woman you see. You need to educate yourself.”Niall scoffed.