บททั้งหมดของ EDEN: Steamy Forbidden Pleasures : บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

His words hung in the air, ragged and raw, as his thrusts grew erratic, hips slamming into mine with a force that made my teeth clatter. The bathroom wall dug into my back, cool against the fever of my skin, but all I could feel was Luca's cock stretching me wide, pounding that spot inside that turned my vision white. Sweat slicked our bodies, his chest heaving against mine, nipples hard and scraping with every grind.I clawed at his shoulders, nails digging into the fabric of his soaked shirt, pulling him closer as my own release built like a storm. 'Do it, Luca. Cum inside me. Fill this ass up,' I gasped, my voice hoarse from moaning. My cock trapped between us, leaking pre-cum that smeared sticky across his abs, throbbed with need. He angled deeper, one hand pinning my hip, the other tightening just enough around my throat to make my pulse race, stars bursting behind my eyelids.'Fuck, Angelo... you're squeezing me so tight,' he groaned, lips brushing my ear, hot breath sending s

The last thing I thought before he pulled me back into the heat was that the book on the desk was wrong. The friction of his skin wasn't like lace. It was like fire. And I was more than ready to burn.The metal buckle of his belt hit the floor with a heavy, final thud that seemed to vibrate through the soles of my feet. The storm outside was a chaotic symphony, but in here, the only sound was the jagged rasp of our breathing.He didn't waste another second. Mark’s hands...calloused, warm, and terrifyingly steady, slid under my thighs and hiked them up, pulling me to the very edge of the desk. The wood was cold against my bare skin, a sharp contrast to the furnace of his body as he stepped between my knees."You've been reading about this for years, haven't you?" he murmured, his voice vibrating against the sensitive skin of my collarbone. He began to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses up the side of my neck. "Watching me on the monitors, I saw how you’d look up when I walked by. How you

~Nancy's POV~ I stepped into the sprawling penthouse apartment of Katherine and George on Valentine's Day, the kind of place that screamed old money mixed with new tech, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering city skyline, marble floors that echoed my sneakers a bit too loudly. The air smelled like fresh orchids and something faintly expensive, like leather and cashmere. Their two kids, little Emma and Hudson, were already buzzing with that pre-bedtime energy, but I had it under control. I'd been babysitting for them for months now, ever since I started my gig to pay for community college. Nancy, twenty-two and perpetually single, that's me... reliable, cute enough in my jeans and hoodie, but nothing like the polished perfection of my employers.Katherine handed me the emergency numbers with her manicured fingers, her red dress hugging curves that made me envy her gym routine. 'Thanks so much, Nancy. The kids adore you. We'll be back late, George has reservations at th

The door to the kids room creaked faintly in the distance, a reminder that this forbidden night could shatter at any moment. But we didn't stop. Couldn't. George's thrusts into my ass grew erratic, each one deeper, harder, the slap of his hips against my cheeks echoing like a drumbeat in the heated room. Katherine's fingers twisted inside my pussy, scissoring and curling, her thumb pressing relentless circles on my clit. Sweat slicked our skin, bodies sliding together in a frenzy of need. Her free hand roamed up my back, nails digging in just enough to leave faint trails, while she nipped at my earlobe, whispering filthy encouragements. 'Come on, you dirty little thing. Milk my fingers. Show us how much you want this.'I was lost in it, every sense overwhelmed. The fullness in my ass, the wet plunge in my pussy, it was too much, building that pressure until I teetered on the brink. My moans turned guttural, raw. 'Fuck, yes, oh God, I'm...' but George cut me off with a growl, his

Time stopped. Then, with a growl, he yanked me against him, mouth crashing onto mine. His lips were demanding, tongue invading as his hands gripped my hips. I moaned into the kiss, tasting coffee and mint, my body melting against his solid frame.He broke away, eyes blazing. 'Fuck, Aria. You have no idea what you do to me.' His hand slid down, cupping my ass, squeezing. 'Been watching you prance around here, teasing.''I'm sorry,' I gasped, but he silenced me with another kiss, deeper, hungrier.He spun me, pinning me face-down on the desk. Papers scattered. 'No apologies. Daddy's going to show you how it's done.' His body pressed against my back, hard cock grinding into my ass through his jeans. I whimpered, pushing back instinctively.'Please,' I begged, voice muffled against the wood.He chuckled darkly, one hand fisting my hair, tilting my head back. 'Please what, baby girl?'' Touch me. Fuck me.' The words tumbled out, shameless.His free hand dove between my legs, fingers rub