All Chapters of SINFUL PLEASURES: Short Flithy Stories: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 3He grabbed them immediately, his hands rough and big, squeezing the soft flesh hard, his thumbs rubbing over my nipples in circles before pinching them tight, pulling a gasp from me as sparks shot straight to my pussy."Fuck me harder, Elena, pound that pussy on my cock," he growled, his voice strained, his hips bucking up a little to drive deeper on my next drop, making the table creak under us from the force.I did exactly that, speeding up my pace, slamming down harder each time, the wet slapping sounds of my pussy taking his cock filling the room loud and filthy, my juices smearing on his thighs, my clit grinding rough against his pubic bone every time I bottomed out, sending jolts of pleasure through me that made my legs shake. Sweat started trickling down between my breasts, my body heating up fast, and I leaned forward more, my hands digging into his shoulders, nails leaving marks as I rode him relentless, feeling my orgasm start to build deep in my belly, the pressu

Chapter 1Elara Pov"Hey, Ronan, wait up, I need your help with something in the locker room," I said, my voice coming out a little breathy as I caught up to him in the empty school hallway after the last bell rang, the echo of slamming lockers fading in the distance. The building was quiet now, just the hum of the fluorescent lights overhead and the faint smell of chalk and sweat from the gym nearby. Ronan turned, his mop bucket in one hand, keys jingling on his belt, his broad frame filling the doorway. He was the janitor, in his late forties, with that rugged build from years of hard work, salt and pepper stubble on his jaw, and those calloused hands that always made me wonder what they'd feel like on my skin. My husband was home waiting, but fuck him—I needed this, needed Ronan to take me rough and make me forget everything.He raised an eyebrow, wiping his forehead with the back of his arm, his work shirt stained with sweat from cleaning all day. "Mrs. Voss? What's wrong? Lo

Chapter 1“Marcus, are you coming to bed soon?” I called out from under the covers, my voice already heavy with sleep as I lay in our king size bed, the sheets soft and cool against my naked skin after my shower earlier, the room dark except for the glow from the hallway light where he was still watching TV in the living room. The day had been long at work, my body was exhausted from running around the office all day, my muscles aching a little as I shifted onto my side, pulling the blanket up to my chin, my long hair fanned out on the pillow still damp from washing it. He grunted something back, “yeah in a minute babe,” his voice was distant and distracted like always when he got into his shows, but I did not wait up, my eyelids drooping heavily, the tiredness pulling me under fast into a deep sleep, my breathing evening out slow and steady, the world fading away.I did not hear him come in later, the door clicking shut soft behind him or his footsteps on the carpet as he moved to

Chapter 3 Liam was on me first, grabbing my face with both hands, kissing me hard and messy, shoving his tongue deep into my mouth tasting me like he owned me, his hands sliding down to grab my ass cheeks lifting me clean off the bed carrying me the few steps back to the mattress and dropping me down on my back with a bounce that made my tits jiggle.Jax was right behind him, yanking his shirt off over his head and shoved his pants down just enough for his cock to spring free thick and heavy, the head already leaking pre cum in a shiny bead that dripped down the shaft as he stroked himself once watching me.“Spread your legs wide, Amelia show us that pretty pussy,” Liam ordered, his voice rough and commanding as he climbed between my thighs shoving them apart wide with his hands staring down at me like he was starving, his cock twitching in his open jeans.I did, spreading as wide as I could feeling the cool air hit my soaked folds making me shiver my pussy glistening swollen drippin

Chapter 2He hesitated for a second, his eyes scanning my face like he was trying to figure out if I was serious or just some crazy fan playing games, but then another wave slammed into him hard.I saw it hit, his whole body jerked, jaw clenching tight, a low rough groan ripping out of his throat as he pressed the heel of his hand against his forehead. His breathing turned ragged again, chest heaving under the hoodie like he’d just run ten miles. He nodded once, sharp, no words, and followed me around the counter.I moved fast, heart hammering so loud in my ears I was sure he could hear every single beat. My fingers shook a little as I reached the front door, twisted the key in the lock, and flipped the open sign to closed. The click of the deadbolt felt final, like I’d just sealed us inside something that couldn’t be undone. I turned back and caught him watching me, eyes dark and heavy, pupils blown wide. As we walked toward the storage room I could feel the weight of his stare