Semua Bab PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE: Bab 101 - Bab 110

That was all I needed. I sped up, pounding into her with more force, the bed frame creaking loud under the rhythm of our bodies. Sweat trickled from my forehead, landing in warm drops on her flat stomach, mixing with the sheen already there. I leaned forward, my chest brushing her tits, and pressed my mouth to her neck. I sucked hard on the soft skin just below her ear, tasting the salt of her sweat, leaving what I knew would be a red mark she'd have to hide later.Lia wrapped her legs around my waist tight, her heels digging into my lower back like she was pulling me in deeper.'Yes, just like that! Oh fuck, your cock feels amazing inside me,' she gasped, her words spurring me on. I snapped my hips faster, the slap of my skin against hers getting louder, more urgent. I could tell she was close—her pussy started fluttering around my dick, clenching in little spasms, and her breaths turned into short, sharp bursts. Her nails raked down my back, leaving stinging trails that only made me

His cock sprang out, heavy and free, bobbing in the air. It was thick, the shaft veined and pulsing, curving slightly upward. The head was swollen, a deep red, shiny with the pre-cum that leaked from the slit in steady drops.It hung there for a second, inches from her face, the musky scent of his arousal mixing with the earthy smell of the bushes around them. Lily stared at it, licking her lips without thinking, her hand reaching out to wrap around the base.Her fingers didn't quite meet around his girth, but she squeezed gently, feeling the heat radiate into her palm. She started stroking him slow, up and down the length, her grip firm but teasing. Chris's head fell back, his eyes closing as a deep rumble built in his chest. 'Fuck, that feels good,' he muttered, his voice rough and thick.Her thumb slid over the tip on each upstroke, smearing the pre-cum around, making it slick and slippery. He bucked into her hand a little, the pleasure shooting straight to his balls, which tighten

I still remember the exact moment my stomach dropped, that strange hollow feeling like gravity had briefly forgotten me.My name is Nancy. I’m twenty-two years old, barely finished with school, clinging to this internship like a life raft because it’s supposed to be my bridge to something real. A future. Stability. And Raphael stands at the other end of that bridge.He’s my boss.Raphael is the kind of man who dominates a room without trying. Tall, broad-shouldered, always impeccably dressed. His shirts strain slightly at the seams, as if his body resents being contained. He’s in his forties, with a square jaw, a permanent crease between his brows, and eyes that feel less like they’re looking at you and more like they’re weighing you. Measuring. Deciding.People at the office admire him. Respect him. Fear him, quietly. I fall into that last category.I’d always kept my head down. Did the work. Stayed late. Smiled when spoken to. I told myself that was how you survived places like this

He straightened up a bit, angling his hips so his cock hit deeper with every plunge, rubbing right over my g-spot over and over. The friction built, sparks of pleasure shooting through me, making my toes curl against the restraints.Sweat dripped from his forehead onto my chest, sliding down between my breasts in warm trails. I felt myself getting wetter, my own juices starting to flow, coating his shaft and making the slides smoother, less painful. The wet sounds of our bodies meeting filled the room—slap, slap, slap—mixing with my whimpers and his grunts. Minutes blurred together, time losing meaning as he fucked me hard, switching up his angles to keep me off balance. Sometimes he'd go shallow, just the first few inches, his coarse pubic hair teasing my swollen clit with every bump, sending little electric tingles through me. Other times, he'd bottom out completely, grinding his hips against mine, his balls pressing into my ass as he stirred inside me. My arms ached from pulling at

Satisfied, he positioned himself between my legs, rubbing his hard cock along my slit before plunging in deep. The stretch was exquisite, his thickness filling me completely in missionary. Our eyes locked, his gaze piercing as he ground against me, hips rolling in deep, rhythmic thrusts. Each stroke hit my G-spot, sending sparks through my body. I came hard the first time, walls clenching around him, crying out as waves crashed over me. He didn't stop, pounding harder, my nails scraping uselessly against the cuffs. The second orgasm built faster, ripping through me with a scream, my body arching taut.But Raphael wasn't done. He pulled out, slick with my cream, and flipped me onto my stomach, re-chaining my ankles to keep my ass raised. He lubed his cock generously, then pressed the head against my tight asshole.'Relax,' he commanded, pushing in inch by inch. The burn gave way to fullness as he buried himself, then began reaming me doggy-style, his balls slapping against my pussy. Hi