บททั้งหมดของ Make Me Yours (A Steamy Collection): บทที่ 351 - บทที่ 360

Chapter 4"Is this what you wanted?" he demands, his hand moving from my hip to my throat. He squeezes, just enough to restrict my airflow, sending a rush of lightheadedness through me. "When you typed those filthy words into your little screen... is this what you pictured?"I can't answer. I can only gurgle, my eyes rolling back as he angles his hips, hitting a spot deep inside me that makes my toes curl. He is relentless, a machine of pure lust, driving into me with a precision that is terrifying. He knows exactly where to hit, exactly how hard to go to keep me on the edge without letting me fall over.He releases my throat and grabs my breast, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh hard enough to leave marks. He pinches my nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, twisting sharply. The pain lances through me, straight to my cunt, making me clamp down on him like a vice."Good girl," he hisses, feeling my reaction. "Your body knows its purpose."He pulls out of me abr

Chapter 6He lifts his head from my neck and crashes his mouth down on mine. It’s not a kiss; it’s an assault. His lips crush mine, his tongue forcing its way past my teeth to duel with mine. I can taste the metallic tang of him, the raw hunger.He swallows my moans, dominating my mouth as thoroughly as he’s dominating my body. Our teeth clash, the kiss sloppy and wet and absolutely savage.I kiss him back with equal desperation, sucking on his tongue, biting his lower lip. The taste of him, the smell of rain and electricity, the feeling of being pinned and fucked within an inch of my life, it’s overwhelming. My body is no longer my own; it’s a vessel for his pleasure, a toy for him to use.He breaks the kiss, panting, his blue eyes blazing into mine. They are glowing brighter now, the light pulsing in time with his thrusts. "You're so fucking tight," he growls, his voice is rough when he says it, "Tighter than i imagined. So much better."He speeds up, the rhythm turning faster an

Chapter 1 I stayed on my knees at the front pew of St Agnes, my rosary beads cool between my fingers. Rain hammered the stained-glass windows like it was trying to break in and finally I whispered the final decade, my lips moving on autopilot after seven years of this life, but the words felt distant tonight, like they were floating somewhere above me instead of sinking into my heart.I rose slowly, smoothing my white habit down over my hips. The fabric always felt heavier at night, clinging to the curve of my breasts and the dip of my waist. The silver cross at my throat caught the candlelight as I turned toward the side door. Most of the congregation had already gone, leaving only the faint smell of incense and wet stone. I was almost through the narrow passageway when the main doors creaked open behind me.I knew it was him before I even looked. The air changed in an instant. Daniel stepped inside, shaking rain from his dark hair, droplets sliding down the sharp line of his ja

Chapter 8He abandons my breasts suddenly and moves back down. He grabs a pillow and shoves it under my ass, raising my hips to a better angle. Then, he lines himself up.The anticipation is agony. I am so empty. I need him inside me.He pushes in.It’s a single, brutal thrust. He sheathes himself to the hilt in one stroke, burying his massive cock balls-deep in my cunt. I scream, my eyes rolling back, as he stretches me wide, filling me so completely it feels so damn good. He doesn't wait for me to adjust. He doesn't give me a second to breathe.He starts to fuck me so making the bed slam against the wall with the force of his thrusts. The sound of skin slapping against skin is loud, wet, and rhythmic in the small room coupled with the storm outside. He pounds into me, his hips snapping forward with inhuman speed and strength. Every thrust hits my cervix, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure-pain radiating through my pelvis."Take it," he snarls, his hands gripping my hips so hard I kn

Chapter 2The phone buzzes on Victoria’s desk, It’s a sharp sound that cuts through the heavy silence of her office. She doesn’t move to answer it immediately. Instead, her fingers tighten slightly against my jaw, her cool touch a stark contrast to the heat flooding my face. My knees press into the cold marble, the ache already starting to settle into my bones, but I don’t dare shift.“Interesting,” she murmurs, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous purr. She rises slowly, her silk blouse moving against my cheek as she straightens. She smells so expensive, like jasmine and leatherf. “Your ex-wife seems very concerned about your suitability for this position.”My throat goes dry. Sarah. Of course she’d find a way to ruin this. My hands curl into fists where they rest on my thighs, nails digging into my palms.Victoria circles behind her desk, her stiletto heels clicking against the marble. She doesn’t sit, She just leans against the polished wood, crossing her arms. The position