All Chapters of THE SINFUL HOUR COLLECTION : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“Good girl,” he murmured, voice low and soothing, like he was praising a child. He closed the distance in two steps, his hands gentle on my hips at first, thumbs stroking small circles over my hipbones. “See? That wasn’t so hard.” His touch was feather-light, almost tender, but the way his fingers dug in just a fraction told me he could turn rough any second. “Jace… please,” I whispered, my voice breaking. Tears pricked my eyes again, but I blinked them back. “We don’t have to do this.” He tilted my chin up with one finger, forcing me to meet his gaze. His eyes softened, that aggressive edge melting into something deceptively sweet. “But we do, baby girl. Because you’re mine.” He leaned in, his lips brushing mine in a kiss that started slow—soft pecks, coaxing my mouth open with gentle pressure. His tongue slipped in, tasting me, exploring like we had all the time in the world. One hand slid up my back, pressing me against him, the fabric of his shirt rough against my nipples. I ha

Dickson POV I’m already rock-hard, thick, long, and veiny, the kind of BBC that makes her eyes go wide every single time. I grab her throat with one hand, squeeze just enough to make her gasp, and shove her flat on her back. Her legs fall open instantly, knees bent, feet planted, pussy lips parting on their own. I don’t say shit yet. I just drag the swollen head up and down her slit, slow, teasing, coating myself in her slick. She whimpers, hips twitching up, trying to catch the tip. “Stay fucking still, baby,” I growl, voice low and rough. “You know the rules. No dick until you’re begging like a desperate little slut.” She bites that plump bottom lip, nods fast, eyes glassy. I slap her pussy hard, WHAP, once, twice, three times in a row. Each hit lands right on her clit. She jolts, squeals, thighs shaking. Her clit swells up fat and red instantly. I shove two thick fingers straight into her without warning, curl them up hard, and start pumping fast. The sound is immediate, loud,

Tasha’s POV What the actual fuck? My heart pounded like I’d just run a marathon as I peeked into the room. Three fucking naked guys with huge cocks!!! Scratch that—three. Two more were chilling on the balcony, their silhouettes just as intimidating. These dudes looked like they’d gone through dick enlargement or something. Each one looked like they’d been sculpted for sin, their dicks thick, veiny, huge….literally way out of the world. “This is too much”. “My tiny cunt isn’t ready for this,” I whispered, my voice trembling. Anal? Yeah, I’d always been scared of it, and these guys didn’t look like they were here to go easy. “Yo Hey, bitch, why you hiding?” one of them growls, stroking his massive cock. “Get that tight ass over here.” Busted. “Guess I’m caught,” I muttered, stepping forward, my heels clicking with each shaky step. My stomach twisting with horny anticipation , my pussy was already wet, I hated how I get turned on really fast. Betraying me. They turn

I never expected a library date to turn into this kind of chaos, but with Sophia, nothing ever stays simple. We’d been dancing around each other for weeks—flirty texts after class, stolen kisses in the dorm hallway, that one night last month where we almost went all the way before her roommate barged in. Drama followed us like a bad habit. She was the bold one, the artist with wild curls and a laugh that could light up a room, while I, Elena, was the quiet bookworm, always overthinking everything. Our first real date? A “book date” in the university library, because apparently sharing poetry under fluorescent lights was romantic. Or so she said. We settled into a secluded corner table on the third floor, stacks of dusty tomes shielding us from the main reading area. The air smelled like old paper and faint coffee from the vending machine downstairs. Sophia slid into the chair across from me, her knee brushing mine under the table as she unpacked her notebook. “Okay, read me something

Layla’s POVI’m Layla, 21, living with my dad.He’s the coach of Titan Blades Academy—the best hockey program in all of Indiana.Single and ready to mingle.Except it’s not that easy. My dad has one rule: “No one touches my daughter.” And somehow, all the players actually listen.They should. My dad’s energy is terrifying. But still—I want them all. And they want me too.I’ve got everything a man could ever want in a woman. I’m sexy, and my pussy is juicy. It’s never dry. Always wet and aching for some thick cock.But my dad is the ultimate cockblock.It feels like I’m trapped in fucking celibacy.It’s draining. Yeah—I’m a damn good cock rider. But it’s been a whole year since I last rode one.My ex-boyfriend Bryce cheated on me while I was away for just two weeks taking an exam.Just two fucking weeks!He’s a sex addict.But damn, I miss his cock. No man I’ve ever fucked made my pussy throb the way he did, no matter how hard they tried.But hell no—I can’t forget he cheated on me wit