EDEN: Steamy Forbidden Pleasures のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

My heart slammed against my ribs like a caged animal, Landon's cock still buried deep inside me, throbbing with the promise of release we both teetered on. The doorknob jiggled again, Mom's voice sharpening with that maternal edge that always made me feel like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. 'Aria? What's going on in there? Open the door right now.'I clamped down on his shaft involuntarily, a whimper escaping through the fingers he'd pressed over my mouth. His eyes locked onto mine, dark and feral, a silent command to stay silent, stay still. But my body betrayed me, my pussy fluttered around him, slick and desperate, the interrupted climax hovering like a storm cloud ready to break.'It's... it's nothing, Mom!' I managed, my voice a strangled squeak as Landon shifted just enough to grind against that sweet spot inside me. Pleasure sparked, white-hot, and I bit down on his palm to muffle the gasp. 'Just a nightmare. Go back to bed.'She hesitated, the silence stretchin

~Donna's POV~ I stepped out of the elevator into the dimly lit hallway of Jamal's apartment building, the kind of urban high-rise that screamed 'trying too hard' with its exposed brick walls and fake industrial pipes. My heart was pounding, a mix of nerves and that familiar ache I'd been ignoring for weeks. We hadn't seen each other since that blowout fight two months ago, something stupid about him flirting with his coworker at that office party, or at least that's how it felt to me. He'd sworn it was nothing, but the seed of doubt had taken root, festering into this endless loop of texts that went nowhere and calls that ended in silence. Tonight, we were supposed to hash it out, finally talk like adults. Or so I told myself as I smoothed down my tight black dress, the one that hugged my curves just right, knowing damn well it was a power move.The door to his place was cracked open, like he was expecting me. I pushed it wider and stepped in, the scent of his cologne hitting me fir

~Tanya's POV~ I sat in the back row of Professor Shoquan's lecture hall, my notebook open but not to the notes on postcolonial literature he was droning on about. Instead, my pen flew across the page, scribbling the filthy fantasy that had been burning in my brain for weeks. My stepdad. Hot as sin, with that chiseled jaw, broad shoulders straining against his button-down shirt, and those piercing dark eyes that made my thighs clench just looking at him. Shoquan wasn't just my professor; he was the man who'd married my mom two years ago, turning our family dynamic into something straight out of a taboo porn plot. And God, did I want him to ruin me.In my story, he had me bent over his desk, my skirt hiked up, panties ripped aside as he growled into my ear, 'You think you can tease me like this, you little cock-hungry minx?' His thick fingers digging into my hips, slamming his cock deep into my dripping pussy until I screamed his name. I bit my lip, shifting in my seat as heat pooled

My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped animal, every nerve ending screaming in frustration as Shoquan's cock throbbed deep inside me, unmoving, his palm pressed firmly over my mouth to stifle any sound. The knock came again, softer this time, Mom's voice muffled through the wood. 'Shoquan? Everything okay in there?'He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear, lips brushing the lobe as he whispered, 'Shh, stay quiet, you don't want to blow our cover, do you?.' His free hand squeezed my hip, fingers digging in just enough to ground me, while his hips shifted imperceptibly, grinding that thick shaft against my inner walls. The tease was agony, my pussy clenched around him desperately, slick and swollen, begging for the pounding we'd been building to. I nodded frantically under his hand, eyes wide, tasting the salt of my own sweat on his skin.'Yeah, honey,' he called out, voice steady but laced with that underlying gravel of restraint. 'Just couldn't sleep. Reading some pa

That afternoon, in the shower, he pressed me against the tiles, water cascading over us as he lifted one leg, sliding into my soaked pussy from behind. 'Feel that? Daddy's cock owning you under the spray.' He smacked my wet ass, the sound echoing, then reached around to rub my clit, fingers slippery. I moaned, fogging the glass, pushing back as he railed me, nipping my shoulder until it bruised.By evening, we were in the kitchen again, me bent over the table, his hands pinning my wrists as he ate my ass, tongue rimming the tight ring before two fingers joined, stretching me while his other hand fisted his cock. 'Taste so fucking good, gonna fuck this virgin hole soon, Tanya. Make you scream.' I writhed, clit grinding against the table edge, cumming with a sob as he fingered me deeper.Night fell, and in the master bedroom, our forbidden territory, he tied my hands to the headboard with his belt, spreading my legs wide. 'Look at this pretty pussy, all puffy and ready.' He teased w