Dirty Affairs: An Erotic Compilation 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 161 - 챕터 170

RUBY "Yeah, just like that," Owen muttered against the skin of my neck, his lips biting gently at the sweet spot right where my shoulder met my throat. "Get wet for us, girl. Forget about everything else." Gianna broke the kiss, panting, her eyes completely dark with lust. She looked down at Owen’s hands on my breasts, then looked down further. Without a word, she dropped to her knees right in front of me. I gasped out loud, my fingers locking into Owen’s thick hair as Gianna reached out and hooked her fingers into the waistband of my cotton panties. She slid them down my legs smoothly, leaving me completely naked in the center of the room. The cool air hit my wet center for a split second before Gianna’s warm hands parted my thighs. She leaned close, her breath hot against my aching pussy. I felt the first touch of her tongue against my clit, and my knees completely buckled. If Owen hadn't been right there holding me tightly from behind, his strong arms locked around my waist,

HANNAH The woman at the desk didn't look at me again. She kept her eyes fixed on the guard as he stopped right beside me. "Take her up," she said to the man, her voice completely flat. Then, she finally shifted her icy gaze back to me, giving a curt nod. "Go with him. He'll show you to the CEO's office." I swallowed nervously, a thick lump forming in my throat. "The... the CEO's office?" I echoed, my voice barely a whisper. "Wait, I thought—" "He's waiting," she interrupted smoothly, dismissing me entirely as she turned back to her computer screen and began typing rather furiously. The security guard tapped my arm gently, his expression completely blank but professional. "Right this way, ma'am," he said, gesturing toward a private set of elevators tucked away in an obvious restricted corner of the lobby. I followed the man, my heels dragging slightly against the polished marble. My head was spinning. As we took the elevator, the heavy steel doors sliding shut and cutting us

HANNAH My breath was coming in short, harsh gasps. I forced my head back, straining against his hold so I could meet his gaze. I looked directly into his clear blue eyes, trying to project a strength I didn't possess. "What do you want from me, Logan? Let me go right now. This is a workplace. This counts as harassment. I can ruin you with one phone call." Logan chuckled, entirely unbothered by the threat. In fact, it seemed to amuse him even more. Slowly, his free hand came up, one of his long fingers gently brushing away a stray strand of auburn hair that had escaped my bun and fallen across the side of my face. His touch was agonizingly soft, a total difference to the brutal strength holding my body prisoner. "You're really good at running away and hiding, aren't you?" he whispered, his thumb lightly tracing the sharp line of my jawbone. "You vanished into thin air, Hannah. I've been searching everywhere for you for three long years. Private investigators, digital trails... yo

HANNAH “You have no idea what you're talking about,” I breathed. “Oh, don't I?”he smirked wickedly. “I'm very sure I do.” Very deep down in the rational part of my heart, I knew that I shouldn't let Logan back into my life. Every single rational cell in my brain was screaming at me to push him away, to slap that smug look right off his face, and to walk out of those massive double doors without looking back. The bastard had just literally admitted exactly how he saw me. He had just laid it all out in the open, raw and unfiltered. To Logan, I wasn't someone he could love, and I wasn't someone he respected in the boardroom. I was simply a tool he could use to get to the top, a convenient patch to clean up his messes, and a dirty secret he could bend over his mahogany desk whenever the stress of running an empire got too heavy for him. I was completely done being that woman. I had spent three long, agonizing years fighting to wash his scent off my skin and his voice out of

HANNAH I didn't think it was humanly possible to feel this close to the edge without him even being inside me yet, but Logan always knew exactly how to shatter my expectations. Just when the tension between us reached a fever pitch, just when I was arching my back and begging for the real thing, he pulled his long fingers out of my soaking-wet pussy with a sharp, wet, abrupt slide. My eyes widened in pure shock at the sudden emptiness. Cold air hit my throbbing, exposed core, and a desperate whine started to form in my throat at the sudden loss of friction. But the words died before they could leave my mouth. I watched, completely paralyzed, as Logan lifted his hand right up to his face. His long fingers were absolutely glistening, dripping with my cream and the slick evidence of how completely ruined I already was for him. He didn't blink. He just looked straight into my eyes, parted his lips, and put those wet fingers right into his mouth. He sucked on them slowly, deeply, l