Semua Bab PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE: Bab 121 - Bab 130

They agreed, slipping into the steaming pool one by one. The warm bubbles swirled around them, hiding some of their movements but not the heated looks or soft touches. Camille settled onto Joe's lap, feeling his cock stir back to life against her thigh. She shifted, guiding him inside her pussy underwater—the water making it smooth and easy. She rode him slow at first, hips rolling in lazy circles, water splashing gently with each lift and drop.Luke pulled Rhea onto his own lap across from them, his hands on her ass as he positioned her. His cock slid up into her tight ass, the water lubing the way. Rhea moaned low, her head falling back as she started bouncing, taking him deeper with every thrust up from below. The four of them watched each other openly, eyes locked on the pleasures unfolding.Camille leaned across the short distance, her mouth finding Luke's nipple—hard and pebbled from the cool air above the water. She sucked it, teeth grazing lightly, while Joe reached out from t

I couldn't believe my luck when my best friend, Mike, invited me to crash at his place for the week. My apartment was getting fumigated because of some pest problem, and the whole place smelled like chemicals. Mike's house was way better—a nice two-story home in the suburbs with a big backyard and everything. We'd been friends since high school, both twenty-two now, and he didn't mind me staying. What really made it great was his mom, Anna. She was in her early forties, but she didn't look it at all. She had this long brown hair that fell in waves down her back, green eyes that sparkled when she laughed, and a curvy body that turned heads. She was divorced for a few years, and it was just her and Mike rattling around in that house. She always made me feel welcome, like part of the family.The first day I got there, Mike picked me up in his beat-up car, and we drove over with the windows down, blasting music. Anna greeted us at the door with hugs and a home-cooked meal waiting—lasagna,

Anna moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer as her hips bucked against my mouth. I slid two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that sensitive spot, pumping in rhythm with my tongue. Her breaths came in short gasps, her body tensing until she shattered, her pussy clenching around my fingers as she came hard, flooding my mouth with her juices. I kept licking, drawing out every tremor until she pushed me away, oversensitive and panting.But she wasn't done. With a wicked grin, Anna flipped me onto my back and tugged my boxers down, freeing my throbbing cock. She wrapped her eager lips around the head, sucking slowly at first, her tongue swirling over the tip to taste the pre-cum beading there. Then she took me deeper, her mouth sliding down the shaft until I hit the back of her throat.She bobbed her head, hollowing her cheeks for suction, one hand stroking the base while the other cupped my balls, gently massaging. I groaned, thrusting up into her warmth, but sh

Then he spun me around with a firm grip on my hips, the world tilting as he bent me over the polished desk. Papers scattered across the floor like fallen leaves in a storm, fluttering in the dim light of the penthouse. The remote-controlled vibe still buzzed relentlessly against my clit, sending jolts through my core that made my hips buck involuntarily, humping the air in desperate need. My body trembled, slick with sweat and arousal, every nerve ending on fire from the prolonged torment.He ripped the tape off roughly, the adhesive tearing at my sensitive skin, leaving my clit throbbing and achingly empty without the pressure.'No!' I whined, my voice breaking into a pathetic plea, the sudden void making me clench around nothing.Zade laughed, a low, predatory sound that echoed off the glass walls overlooking the dystopian cityscape below—towering spires lit by flickering neon, a world of shadows and control. He tossed the egg-shaped toy aside carelessly, watching it roll under the

He turned me to face him, rinsing us both before shutting off the water. Towels waited on the heated rack; he dried me slowly, patting my skin dry from head to toe, lingering on my inner thighs and the curve of my ass. I reached for him in return, but he caught my wrist, shaking his head with a smirk.'Not yet. You'll earn touches later.'The promise hung heavy as he led me back to the bedroom, the silk sheets still rumpled and damp from our frenzy.Back in bed, the cool fabric whispered against my bare skin as he pulled me close. He cuffed one of my wrists to his with a soft leather restraint from the nightstand—loose enough for sleep, but firm enough to keep me tethered, a constant reminder of ownership. My body molded to his side, head on his chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart amid the distant rumble of the city's underbelly.The remote for the vibe lay on the nightstand within arm's reach, its sleek black form glinting under the low lamp light—a silent promise of mo