All Chapters of EDEN: Steamy Forbidden Pleasures : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

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Fucked by my husbands hot assistant #4

Kevin stirred, eyes opening to meet mine with that predatory gleam. 'Morning, gorgeous. Ready for round two?' His hand slid between my thighs, fingers dipping into the sticky mess we'd made last night, his cum mixed with my release, teasing my swollen folds.'Mmm, always,' I murmured, spreading my legs invitingly. He rolled on top, kissing a trail down my neck, nipping the pulse point, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. 'Gonna bruise me up before I go home?''Good. Let him see what he's missing.' His mouth latched onto my breast, tongue swirling my nipple before teeth grazed it, tugging just shy of pain. I arched, moaning low. 'Oh fuck, yes' as his fingers plunged into my pussy, three now, stretching and curling against that sensitive ridge.He worked me open, thumb pressing my clit in firm circles, the wet squelch filling the room. 'So responsive. This cunt loves me, doesn't it? Greedy for my touch while hubby's across the ocean.''Yes... only you,' I gasped, hips grinding agai

Godfather fulfills my birthday wish #1

~Olivia's POV~The rain hammered against the cabin windows like a thousand frantic heartbeats, mirroring the storm raging inside me as I pulled up to the lakeside retreat. It was my twenty-first birthday, and instead of some wild party with college friends, I'd driven three hours through the pouring downpour to see him... my godfather, Morris. The man who'd been a shadow in my life since I was a kid, always there with his sharp suits and sharper eyes, watching me grow from awkward teen to this... version of myself. Seductive, they called me now. Temptress. But only he knew the real fire burning beneath my skin, the one I'd hidden for years.I killed the engine, my pulse thumping in my ears louder than the thunder outside. The cabin loomed dark and inviting, its wooden frame nestled against the choppy lake, isolated from the world. Perfect for what I had in mind. Grabbing my overnight bag, I dashed through the sheets of rain, my thin white blouse clinging to my curves like a secon

Godfather fulfills my birthday wish #2

I screamed, the fullness overwhelming, his cock splitting me open. "Daddy! Oh fuck, you're so... big""Take it, you little whore," he grunted, hands gripping my hips as he pulled back and drove in again, deeper, harder. Our bodies slapped together, wet skin meeting in a frenzy, the rug burning my knees as he set a punishing rhythm. Each thrust jolted me forward, my bound arms straining, breasts swaying with the force.He leaned over me, chest to my back, one hand tangling in my hair to yank my head back. His teeth sank into my shoulder, nipping as he pounded relentlessly, his balls slapping against my clit with every plunge. "This cunt belongs to me now. Squeezing me so tight... fuck, you're perfect."Moans tore from my throat, raw and animalistic. "Ah! mmmph... harder, Daddy, don't stop!" as waves of ecstasy crashed through me. His free hand snaked around, fingers rubbing my clit in tight circles, pushing me toward the edge. The storm raged on, lightning flashing through the window

Godfather fulfills my birthday wish #3

The knock came again, sharper this time, but Morris didn't falter. His cock was buried deep inside me, thick and unyielding, stretching my walls as he held still for a heartbeat, our eyes locked in that electric challenge. My pussy clenched around him involuntarily, milking the base of his shaft, and a low growl rumbled from his chest. The voice outside... some colleague, no doubt, with his lawyer bullshit, called out once more, oblivious to the filthy symphony we were composing within these walls."Ignore it," I whispered, my voice husky, laced with the remnants of my interrupted moan. My legs wrapped tighter around his waist, heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper. The fire from last night still smoldered in my veins, every nerve ending alive and begging for more. He smirked, that predatory curve of his lips making my clit throb against his pelvis."Oh, I plan to, you greedy little tease," he rasped, nipping at my lower lip hard enough to draw a gasp. Then he thrust forward

Godfather fulfills my birthday wish #4

The day unfolded in a haze of indulgence, the storm outside mirroring the one we'd unleashed indoors. After cleaning up, his hands lingering on my body as he soaped me in the cabin's clawfoot tub, fingers slipping inside me to "rinse" thoroughly, we dried off and he led me to the kitchen... naked except for the silk tie he'd looped around my neck like a collar. It wasn't tight, but the symbolic weight made my pulse race every time it brushed my skin.Morris moved with that effortless authority, plating scrambled eggs and bacon while I perched on the counter, legs dangling, watching his muscles flex under the morning light filtering through the windows. The lake beyond was choppy, waves crashing against the dock, but my focus was more on him, the way his cock twitched half-hard against his thigh, already stirring at the sight of me spread open, pussy still glistening from our earlier unravelling."Spread wider," he ordered without looking up, and I did, thighs parting to expose myself

Late night secret lessons with besties dad #1

~Tori's POV~ The silence in the house was heavy, the kind of quiet that felt like it was pressing against my eardrums, punctuated only by the distant, rhythmic ticking of a grandfather clock somewhere in the foyer.Lexi... my best friend, was out cold upstairs, a messy tangle of limbs and blonde hair, dead to the world after four tequila shots and a night of dancing that had left us both smelling like salt and cheap perfume. But I was wired. My skin felt too tight, buzzing with a restless energy that had nothing to do with the alcohol and everything to do with the man I knew was still awake behind the heavy oak doors of the study.I shouldn't have been down here. I was wearing one of Lexi’s oversized T-shirts which barely cleared the curve of my ass, and nothing else. My bare feet padded silently over the cold hardwood as I pushed the door to the library open. I told myself I wanted a book, something to distract my brain from the heat pooling in my lower belly, but as the scent of ex

Late night secret lessons with besties dad #2

The second creak from the floorboards above was sharper, more deliberate than the first. It wasn't just the house settling; it was the sound of weight shifting, of someone searching for slippers in the dark. I held my breath until my lungs burned, my eyes locked on Denzel’s. The library, which had felt like a cavernous stage for our shared heat just moments ago, suddenly felt like a cage.Every ticking second of the grandfather clock in the foyer was a hammer blow against my composure. If the door opened... if Lexi walked in looking for a glass of water or a friend to gossip with about the night's hangovers, my life wouldn't just change; it would cease to exist in any form I recognized."Denzel," I breathed, the name a jagged sliver of panic. "She’s... she’s coming down.""Let her," he murmured, though his body was a statue of coiled power. He didn't pull away. If anything, he settled deeper into me, a heavy, grounding presence that demanded I stay focused on him and him alone. His h

Late night secret lessons with besties dad #3

The smell of maple syrup and expensive coffee felt like a physical assault on my senses. I stood at the top of the stairs, my hand gripping the banister so hard the wood bit into my palm. Every muscle in my legs was screaming, a dull, throbbing ache that reminded me of every brutal, territorial thrust Denzel had delivered against the bookshelves only hours ago.I was wearing Lexi’s shirt again. The same one. I could still feel the phantom weight of his hands on my hips, the way he’d kneaded my flesh like I was something he owned. "Tori! Move your ass, the pancakes are getting cold!" Lexi shouted from the kitchen. Her voice was too loud, too bright. It made my stomach churn with a toxic cocktail of guilt and adrenaline. I took a breath, smoothed the hem of the shirt, and walked down.The kitchen was bathed in morning light, looking like something out of a home decor magazine. And there he was. Denzel was standing at the stove, his back to me. He’d already showered; and was wearing a c

Late night secret lessons with besties dad #4

"Strip," he said.I turned to face him, my eyes wide. "Denzel, Lexi is right outside.""I don't care where she is," he growled, moving toward me with that slow, predatory grace. He reached out, his hand wrapping around my throat, tilting my head back so I had to look at him. "I told you last night. You’re a filthy little brat who needs to learn respect. You think you can just sit at my table and act like I didn't have you screaming for 'Daddy' a few hours ago?""I... I was trying to be good," I whimpered, my hands coming up to rest on his chest."You want to be good?" He let go of my throat, his hand sliding down to the hem of the T-shirt. He bunched the fabric in his fist and yanked it upward, forcing my arms over my head. He threw the shirt onto a leather armchair. I stood there, completely naked in the middle of the room, the morning sun streaming through the high windows, illuminating every curve of my body and the bruises he’d left on my hips."Look at you," he rasped, his eyes

Late night secret lessons with besties dad #5

Denzel didn't move, and neither did I. He was a statue of warm, hard muscle against my back, his breath finally evening out, but his cock remained a thick, pulses-heavy presence inside me. The sliding doors groaned open in the distance, the sound of Lexi returning from the pool, her damp footsteps slapping against the hardwood of the hallway."Dad? Tori?" her voice called out, muffled by the distance but getting closer.My heart did a frantic dance against my ribs. "Denzel, please," I hissed, my voice a broken thread. "She’s right there."Instead of pulling away, Denzel’s grip tightened on my hips. His eyes, dark and turbulent, locked onto mine in the reflection of the glass cabinets. He didn't look afraid; rather he looked possessed. He began to move again, a slow, agonizingly deep grind that forced a helpless whimper from my throat. He was testing me, pushing the boundaries of our secret until the walls themselves felt like they were closing in."Let her come," he whispered, his v

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