All Chapters of Red Lace Christmas: A Taste Of Sin{steamiest short stories}: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

DEVINAVince’s twin brother Finn was definitely the warmer of the two. His playful behavior did well in calming me down as he took off my coat and ordered the “grumpy Vincent” to get me tea, his words not mine and shortly after I’m already sitting on one of their very comfy sofas wrapped in a thick blanket. “So darling tell me about yourself” Finn asks while still giving me that hungry look. Ive only mentioned a few things before I hear footsteps from the staircase and when I turn to look, I’m struck by the two younger versions of the men I’ve been having small talks with descend the stairs. Who birthed these demigods for goodness sake, I keep my eyes locked on the first one in front who’s shirtless and in jeans that hung so low the V of his pecks is visible and then the one behind who I’m assuming to be the last of them If there are no more surprising men coming should be around my age or maybe a year older. The four of them look so good that my thoughts and imaginations immediate

Devina He didn’t let me go far before he snatched my hand and pushed it off like it offended him. “You don’t get to do that except I approve of it, is that clear?” All I could do at that moment was nod as Finn, whose hands were now off my breasts, chuckled while stroking himself lazily. “You want to come, don’t you?” He whispered lazily against my ear while giving it a slow lick that made me jerk upright. “Ye…yes” I stuttered, that was all the confirmation he needed as he pushed his cock into my entrance without warning. “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck” I screamed as my pussy tightened against his cock. “Shh baby” he whispered low in my ear, “we don’t want the neighborhood to hear you now do we?” Then he started pushing in and out faster, harder and rougher driving me to the edge by the minute as my heavy breasts started to bounce wildly against my chest. “Fuck darling, you’re dripping all over the chair” Finn said as Vincent’s cock kept pounding into me. “Look at your tight little cun

“Look at you… you want Daddy to ruin you, don’t you?” he murmured, his voice low and teasing as he continued circling my clit with slow, deliberate strokes.“Yes… Daddy, please… please, fuck me.” My voice trembled as my legs shuddered beneath his touch.“Good girl.” A satisfied smirk tugged at his lips as he slid another finger inside me, moving them slowly at first before curling them deeper.“Ah… fuck.” I bit down on my lower lip, my body tensing as pleasure rippled through me.“Fuck, baby. You’re so tight.” His voice dropped another octave as he pushed his fingers deeper, drawing a breathy gasp from me.A soft moan escaped my mouth as he continued thrusting his fingers into my slick wet pussy. My back arched involuntarily, my entire body humming with pleasure.“Beg for it,” he ordered quietly.His tongue flicked across my sensitive clit, sending a jolt through my body that made my toes curl. I gasped, gripping the edge of the table as waves of pleasure washed over me.“Do you want

LOREY pov “Naughty girl… you’re playing with yourself with both fingers,” Mr. Rome murmured as he stepped slowly into the room.The sound of his voice sent a rush of heat through me. I quickly pulled my hands away from my pussy and pushed myself upright on the bed, my chest rising and falling as I tried to steady my breathing.“Spread your legs back and plunge your whole length into that flooding pussy of yours, or you’ll be punished. And I know you don’t want to be punished.”A nervous thrill fluttered in my stomach. I nodded quickly, my throat suddenly dry. My legs parted again, slowly this time, exposing the wetness between my thighs. Warm slickness trailed down my skin, leaving a glistening line along my inner thighs.“Fuck… your pussy is so pink,” he groaned as he moved closer.My pulse throbbed between my legs. I slid two fingers back down to my clit, my hips shifting slightly against the sheets.“Fuck…” A shaky moan slipped from my lips as my fingers began moving again, slow a

ARIELI have a step brother and we have a mutual relationship—hatred. Cliché right? But my hatred towards Oliver is very much justified. Okay let me tell you a little story, you see, our parents are barely ever around which means freedom for us right? But that freedom is only one sided. How dare the idiot who is only one year older dictate who I’m allowed to talk to, what I’m allowed to do and where I’m allowed to go. Oliver has fucked half the school, I mean he’s our quarterback and the man is fiiiine but me, I’m not allowed hundred inches close to any guy. Everyone is scared to come close to me in school because Oliver would have their head and this has left me frustrated, alone and most times horny with no way to get fucked. The only person who has managed to break that rule is Stanley and even he has to be discreet about it, but one or two fucks in two weeks doesn’t do it for me especially when you’re surrounded with hot boys that enter and leave your house almost everyday in n