All Chapters of Sinful Desires & Fantasies: A steamy Collection : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Forbidden fantasies {11}; New Hot Stranger

MADELEINE'S POVI wake up the next morning, staring at the sun rays slipping into the room.I laid awake for a few minutes, noticing how the house was too quiet...Where did Dominic go?I sighed, thinking he must've gone to work.Because when he was around, he was either typing away furiously on his laptop, pacing the house, giving out orders on his phone or brooding in his study.On days where he was wasn't fucking my sanity away though...I rearranged my night dress, as I stopped in front of the mirror to take a glance at my reflection and I smiled.What I had on was thin, and short. It was a flimsy, silk material that was so light it was almost as good as wearing nothing. But in my defense, I'd gone to sleep feeling horny and stupidly needy, and I was hoping deep down that I'd run into Dominic this morning.Sadly that wasn't going to happen anymore...My nipples were poking through the fabric like they wanted to tear through and the material hugged my rounded boobs like a second ski

Forbidden fantasies {12}; Jealous, His possession.

MADELEINE'S POV.The cafeteria buzzed with voices that blended into one loud hum, but I sat tucked between the three girls I’d met barely a week ago; Kira, Tani, and Jules. The first actual friends I’d allowed myself to have here. I was still learning their rhythms, their jokes, the way they teased each other effortlessly. It felt… new. Strange. Kind of nice.Although I still miss my best friends back in my hometown, and we still keep in touch very much.I was halfway through listening to Kira rant about her lecturer when the loud scrape of sneakers against the polished floor cut through the noise. When I looked up, I understood why.Caleb Jones, campus basketball star, heartbreaker, and the kind of boy girls whispered about until their voices cracked strode past our table with that slow, lazy confidence he wore like skin. His jersey clung to him, damp from practice, and his curls fell just right over his forehead.He shouldn’t have been looking at me.But he was.His gaze slid acros

On My Professor's Bed{1}; Hate at first sight.

KIMMIE'S POV"Oh my goodness, yes!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, nails digging into the sheets as Luke pounded into me from behind.This was one of the major reasons why we always found ourselves back on a bed. At this point, our fuck buddies– no string attached relationship would go on for a while.His deep grunts filled my ears alongside the sound of skin slapping against skin. “Fuck! Yes! Yes! Harder, Oh!” I moaned loudly, my pussy clenching tight against his hard dick, wet and pulsing as he thrusted deeper and faster.I wasn't a sex freak. But I was always in for a good fuck. And Luke, he was perfect at satisfying my desires. We met once at a club, had a goodnight. I knew he always wanted something more aside being fucking buddies— but I preferred it this way.Luke wrapped a fist around my hair and yanked gently, increasing his pace, he gripped my hip, his other hand found its way to my breast. Fondling and twisting my nipples.I squirmed. My body trembled, pleasure ripping

On My Professor's Bed {2}: Detention?!

KIMMIE'S POV The door unexpectedly flew open. Mathew bolted upright, rising to his feet in an instant….like he had seen a fucking ghost.Standing at the doorway…..Lo and behold.Enzo.My fucking professor!His arms crossed, jaw tightened and gaze as hard as ice...my fucking economics professor!Panic seeped into me.Off all places?Off all time?How the fuck did he know someone would be here? This room was mostly isolated."Sir! It's not what you think—I—I'm—" Mathew stuttered in fear before running out the next minute like the coward he was.I wasn't even surprised at Mathews' action, knowing the kind of person he was, and how scared he could get.We had been at the old music room and people barely ever came here, so how had the professor located the place?I didn't react. Instead I tugged my g-string back in place but for a brief moment……I caught itEnzo's gaze followed the trail as I wore it up to my mound. He watched without a blink. His eyes dipped to the movement before he for

On My Professor's Bed {3}; Double Trouble.

Kimmie’s POVI shouldn’t have been nervous.But my pulse betrayed me the second I stepped outside Professor Enzo’s office door.I glanced at his name etched neatly in black letters PROF. ENZO VALENTII lifted my hand to knock. I hesitated then proceeded to open it.He was already inside.The office was quiet. Too quiet. Clean lines, dark wood, minimal decor. Everything screamed control. Order. Him.Professor Enzo sat behind his desk, sleeves rolled up, head bent over paperwork like I didn’t exist.The first three buttons of his sky-blue shirt were undone.My throat went dry.The shirt clung to his body like a second skin, revealing his abs and well built biceps.He looked up.The air shifted.His gaze hit me like a warning shot. Sharp. Assessing. Cold enough to make my spine lock.“You don’t knock now?” he asked. Shit. I mentally face palmed myself, it skipped my mind and I came in without knocking. I stuttered “Uh…I'm really sorry…” he cut me off.“Sit.” A blunt order.I moved tow

On My Professor's Bed {4}; Sex with a stranger.

KIMMIE'S POV I strutted out of my apartment, the wind blowing at my luscious curls that were all styled up. My heels clicked against the stone walkway, and the air nibbing at my exposed legs in the short coat I have over my sultry dress for the night. I had a hectic day, although not as crazy as the other day back at professor Enzo's office. I didn't get why he had doubled my punishment days after what had happened. It wasn't like he had caught me doing something more nasty! He was getting under my skin now. So seeing as today was a Saturday night, I decided to cool down all the adrenaline coursing through my veins. My ride arrived and I hopped in, holding my coat in place to avoid accidentally flashing anybody. We soon pulled up and I paid for my ride and slipped out of the car, walking into the secluded, private building. The neon lights and smell of drinks and various perfumes slammed into me the minute I made it past the security questions and ID card check. I was back

On My Professor's Bed {5}

HOT RAW SEX WITH STRANGER.The stranger froze, pulling away. "Wait... What the fuck?!"It couldn't be— that voice! Shit!Kimmie was still too drunk to place a finger on where she had heard it before as she snapped out of her daze briefly.The alcohol was all up in her system and she felt disorganized but still conscious to a point where she consented to what was going on.Kimmie tried to think of why the stranger's voice sounded way too familiar to her, but it seemed her brain had gone on a break.Nothing came to her mind!Enzo, on the other hand, didn't stop because he heard her voice.Yes it sounded familiar to him, but he was already far too engrossed in the pleasure to think further.He didn't know who this lady was, but every bit of pleasure he gave her made him harder than ever.His dick strained harder against his pants, protesting at his refusal to not fuck her yet.As Enzo slid his tongue back and forth inside her soaking cunt, eating her clean, he realized he didn't have an

On My Professor's Bed {6}

KIMMIE’S POVSunlight slipped through a narrow crack in the curtains and landed straight on my face.I groaned, rolling onto my side, the movement sending a sharp pulse through my skull. I winced from the excruciating pain that shot through my head. I tried to move, to sit up but my entire body screamed at me not to move. I could feel a tantalizing ache between my thighs as I tried to move them.I groaned. This was kinda the worst hangover ever.I squeezed my eyes shut, then opened them again, blinking against the light. The blindfold was gone.My stomach dropped.Slowly, cautiously, I lifted the sheets. I covered myself with the sheets immediately. I was stark naked.Heat rushed to my face as memory hit all at once, brutal and unforgiving. The darkness. The weight of a body. A voice low against my ear. Hands that knew exactly where to touch and when to restrain.How did I forget so quickly? Last night, a sexy stranger almost Fucked my brains out.My chest tightened.I turned.He was

On My Professor's Bed {7}: Sassy slut

KIMMIE’S POV The door clicked shut behind me. The sound felt final. Heavy. Like a lock snapping into place around my spine. Enzo didn’t speak right away. He leaned against his desk, arms crossed, eyes dragging over me with a slow, deliberate patience that made my skin prickle. It wasn’t the detached professor look. This was something else. Something that stripped. I stayed where I was, fingers curling into my palms, pulse hammering loud enough that I swore he could hear it. Act normal, I told myself. He doesn’t know. But the longer he looked at me, the more I knew that was a lie. His jaw tightened. A breath left him through his nose. Controlled. Measured. Dangerous. Too late. “Sir,” I started, voice thinner than I wanted. “About the detention—” He straightened. One movement. That was all. But it shifted the air in the room. “I’m not surprised,” he said quietly, “that I found you in that place.” My spine stiffened. “What place?” I shot back, heat flaring in my chest. “Y

On My Professor's Bed {8}; Jealous now?

Enzo walked out of the dean's office, carrying the lecture status report for the month in hand, pleased the evaluation had gone well.At least his hard work was paying off.He had a class to get to in half an hour so he began walking down the hallways, only for his steps to flatter as his eyes caught her.Kimmie.Fuck. She was now his inferno, and he didn't know how to get out of it... wasn't sure if he even wanted to.Enzo couldn't understand the way his body reacted at the sight of her. His eyes trailed down to her boobs, those C- cups that were desperately calling out for his mouth to fondle them.A waist that fit just right in his hands when he held her down to fuck her. Well proportioned hips and an ass that sat perfectly behind her.Kimmie was so fucking hot... yet, she was also his student.It was beyond unprofessional to have anything to do, not even a one night stand with a student...and yet Enzo had crossed that line.Kimmie had caught his attention the first day she walke

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