Semua Bab PLEASE ME, DADDY: 50 SHADES OF DESIRE: Bab 41 - Bab 50

His tongue tangled with mine, hot and demanding, as his hips drove forward again, burying his thick cock to the hilt in my dripping pussy. The stretch was exquisite, every vein dragging against my walls, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.I moaned into his mouth, my hands roaming over his sweat-slicked back, feeling the ripple of muscles under dark skin that made my pale body feel so claimed, so utterly his in this hidden hospital corner. The risk gnawed at me—voices echoed faintly down the hall, footsteps maybe, but the fear only sharpened the lust, making my clit pulse harder against his pounding shaft.'Fuck, Jane, you're so tight,' Marcus growled against my lips, breaking the kiss to nip at my jaw.His breath was ragged, eyes locked on mine with that intense hunger, like he saw right through my nurse facade to the needy woman beneath. Emotion twisted in my chest—wanting him to own me, to make this more than just a quick fuck in a sterile room.I bucked up to meet his t

'You taste so good,' he said against my skin, voice vibrating through me. 'Tight and dripping. He doesn't deserve this pussy.' His words fueled the cheating thrill, making me clench around his fingers.He worked me relentlessly, tongue and fingers in rhythm, building me toward the edge. My body shook, breaths coming in pants. 'I'm close... don't stop.'But he pulled back just as I teetered, standing with a wicked grin. 'Not yet. I want to make this last.' He reached into a drawer, pulling out a thick dildo—realistic, veined, bigger than anything I'd felt in years. My eyes widened, pulse racing at the sight.'What's that for?' I asked, though I knew, my voice husky with anticipation.'For you,' he said simply, pressing it against my lips. 'Suck it first. Get it ready like you'd suck my cock.'I obeyed, taking the head into my mouth, tongue swirling around it. He watched, stroking my hair, his other hand teasing my nipple. 'Good girl. Imagine it's me, filling that pretty mouth.' The fan

Kinks: office play, boss/employee, office sex, foreplayThe quarterly earnings report droned on, a hum of figures and projections that faded into the sterile, air-conditioned air of the conference room. For Elara, the only reality was the electric heat of Julian’s hand high on her thigh.I shouldn’t be doing this.Her own thought was a frantic whisper in her mind, a useless alarm bell drowned out by the roaring in her veins. His fingers, so capable and sure when he’d been presenting their division’s growth strategy minutes before, were now tracing idle, devastating circles on the sheer silk of her stocking, just inches from the hem of her conservative pencil skirt.She kept her gaze locked on the CFO at the head of the polished mahogany table, her expression a carefully constructed mask of professional interest. But her entire world had shrunk to the space beneath that table. She could feel the weight of his palm, the slight roughness of his skin against the smooth nylon. Every slow,

Kinks: incest, rough sex, tabooThe clock on Emily's nightstand glowed 2:17 AM, casting a faint blue light across her cluttered room. Posters of indie bands peeled at the edges on the walls, and her bed sheets tangled around her legs from a restless sleep. She stirred slightly, her petite frame buried under a thin blanket, soft curves hidden in an oversized t-shirt and panties. The house was silent, parents long asleep downstairs, but a creak from the hallway pulled her from the edge of dreams. Her heart skipped—probably just the old floorboards settling. Then the door handle turned slowly, and Jason slipped in like a shadow, his tall, muscular build filling the doorway.Emily's eyes fluttered open, confusion sharpening into fear as she saw him. Jason, her stepbrother, stood there in nothing but boxers, his dark hair tousled, eyes locked on her with a hunger that made her stomach twist. At 22, he towered over her 19-year-old frame, his broad shoulders and defined arms a reminder of th

Emily could only moan in response, her mind hazing over with pleasure. The shame and guilt were still there, lurking beneath the surface, but they were drowned out by the overwhelming sensations of his cock splitting her open, the delicious friction against her clit with every thrust. She was drowning in sensation, her body no longer her own. It belonged to him now - this dark prince who had taken her and claimed her as his own.As Jason continued to pound into her, Emily felt her second orgasm building. It started in her core, a hot coil of tension winding tighter and tighter with each stroke of his cock. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as he fucked her harder, deeper.'Gonna cum,' she gasped out, fingers scrabbling at his sweat-slicked back. 'Gonna cum on your cock...'Jason just grunted in response, his hips slamming into hers with brutal force. 'Do it then,' he growled, voice strained with his own impending release. 'Cum for me like a good little slut.'With a sharp cry, Em