All Chapters of SINFUL PLEASURES: Short Flithy Stories: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 1Mercy’s POVThe rain hammered against the dorm common room windows, turning the outside world into a blurry mess while we all huddled inside, feeling that mix of warmth and restlessness from being stuck together on a Saturday night.Nobody had any real plans to venture out in that downpour, so we ended up sprawled across the worn-out couches and floor cushions, passing around bottles of cheap vodka and tequila that burned going down but loosened everyone up quick.There were six of us in total, the usual crew that hung out in this shared space between our rooms: me, Sarah with her loud laugh and endless energy. Lisa who always knew how to push things further, and then the guys—Jake, the one every girl noticed first because of his messy dark hair that fell just right over his eyes and that constant cocky grin that made you wonder what he was thinking.Tyler, quieter but built solid with those broad shoulders that tensed up when he got excited, and Alex, the storyteller who c

Chapter 1 Loe POV“Baby, you gotta understand, it’s not what you think,” Ethan said, his voice low and rough, standing right in the middle of our cramped apartment living room with sweat still dripping down his forehead like he’d just run from something he couldn’t outrun.His dark eyes kept darting between me and her—the side chick he’d been fucking behind my back. Chloe sat perched on the edge of our couch like she fucking owned it, legs crossed tight in those tiny denim cutoffs that dug into her thick thighs and showed off every curve she wanted the world to see.My chest squeezed so hard I could barely breathe. Heat flooded my face. My hands balled into fists so tight my nails bit into my palms. How the fuck does he think he can stand there and lie to my face after everything? All those nights I sat up waiting, heart in my throat, smelling her cheap vanilla-and-sex perfume soaked into his collars, his sheets, his skin. My heart slammed against my ribs, rage and that sick, je

Chapter 1 Veronica’s POV“Finally here, Mike? You took your sweet time getting to this hotel room,” I said, my voice low and commanding as I stood in the doorway, watching him step inside with that nervous shuffle he always described in our online chats.The dim light from the single lamp cast shadows across the carpet, making the space feel intimate and charged, just like I’d planned.He looked exactly like his pictures—tall, broad-shouldered, with that boyish face that hid the filthy desires we’d shared for months.My heart raced a little, not from fear, but from the raw excitement of having him right here, real and ready to submit.He closed the door behind him, his eyes darting around before locking onto mine.“Veronica, I… I can’t believe this is happening. I’ve been thinking about you all day, driving here with my hands shaking on the wheel.”His voice trembled, but there was that edge of hunger in it, the same one that came through in his messages when he’d beg for my instruct

THANK YOU SIR… FOR FUCKING MEChapter 1Tracy's POVI stood there in the dim hallway of the co-ed dorm, my knuckles rapping softly on Liam's door at two in the morning, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat because finals had me completely wrecked and I just needed some kind of break from staring at these stupid notes that weren't making any sense anymore. The door creaked open after a moment, and there he was, Liam, my hot senior neighbor with that messy dark hair and those broad shoulders that always made my stomach flip whenever I saw him in the laundry room or passing by in the hall, his eyes narrowing a bit as he looked at me standing there in my oversized sweatshirt and shorts, looking like a total mess with my hair tied up in a sloppy ponytail."Tracy? What the hell are you doing up at this hour?" he asked, his voice low and rough from sleep, rubbing a hand over his face as he leaned against the doorframe, wearing just a pair of gray sweatpants that hung low o

Chapter 3His fingers digged into the soft flesh there to steady us both, the other hand slipping under the hem of my top to cup my breast fully, his palm rough against my skin as he found my nipple and pinched it hard, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger until I arched sharply, pushing back against him with a muffled cry. “Take it all, feel how deep I am buried in you? I’m gonna fuck this virgin pussy slow at first, make you feel every inch sliding in and out until you can't think about those damn finals anymore, until all you can focus on is my cock owning you."He started thrusting then, pulling out almost all the way before sliding back in with deliberate slowness, each drag of his cock against my walls sending sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine, my body rocking forward with the force even as I braced against the desk. The fullness left me every time he withdrew, only to slam back in deeper, and I could hear the wet squelch of my arousal coating him, making everythi