Semua Bab After Dark: A Collection of Forbidden Encounters: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Sophia could barely walk, but Dante led her upstairs to a smaller studio....more intimate, with thicker walls and no windows to the street below."This is where I take my advanced students," Dante explained, locking the door behind them. "The ones who are ready for... specialized instruction.""What kind of instruction?" Sophia asked, though she thought she knew."The kind where I teach you exactly what your body is capable of. The kind where you learn to move in ways you never imagined." He moved closer, backing her toward the barre that ran along one wall. "The kind where rhythm becomes religion."He lifted her onto the barre....the perfect height for what he clearly had planned....and pushed her legs apart. His mouth descended to her pussy, still dripping with his cum, and Sophia gasped as his tongue worked her clit with expert precision."Dante!" she moaned, her hands gripping the barre for stability. "I'm still sensitive...""Good. I want you oversensitive. Want every touch to be

Warning: Explicit sexual content, power dynamics, financial coercion themes, extremely rough sex. 18+ only.Payment DueMaya stared at the eviction notice taped to her apartment door, her hands trembling.FINAL NOTICE: Three months rent overdue. Pay in full by 5 PM today or vacate premises.Three months. Twelve thousand dollars. Money she absolutely did not have.She'd lost her job at the marketing firm two months ago....budget cuts, they said, though Maya suspected it had more to do with her refusing her married boss's advances. Unemployment barely covered groceries, let alone rent in this overpriced building. She'd been sending Marcus, her landlord, partial payments and promises, but clearly his patience had run out.Maya was checking her nearly empty bank account on her phone when she heard heavy footsteps in the hallway. She looked up to see Marcus himself approaching....six-foot-four of intimidating masculine presence, his tailored suit doing nothing to hide the powerful body und

Warning: Explicit sexual content, significant age gap (23/45), forbidden relationship, infidelity themes, extremely rough sex. 18+ only. All characters are adults.Coming HomeMarcus Chen stood in his best friend's kitchen, nursing a beer and trying not to stare.Isabella Richardson had been home from college for exactly three hours, and Marcus had spent approximately two hours and fifty-five minutes of that time fighting the most inappropriate thoughts of his entire forty-five years.This wasn't James's little girl anymore. This wasn't the kid he'd pushed on swings and helped with homework. This wasn't the teenager he'd scared away bad boyfriends from.This was a woman. A stunningly beautiful, confident, dangerous woman who was currently bending over to get something from the bottom shelf of the refrigerator, her tight dress riding up to show the curve of her ass."Uncle Marcus!" Isabella straightened and turned with a bright smile that made his chest ache with guilt. "I haven't said

The BBQ was torture.Marcus stood by the grill with James, flipping burgers and trying to focus on conversation about work while Isabella lounged in a bikini by the pool, her body on full display."I'm telling you, this Tokyo deal is going to make us millions," James said, gesturing with his beer. "Another few weeks and it'll be done. Then I can finally focus on family again. On Bella.""That's great," Marcus managed, watching Isabella stretch in a way that was definitely meant for his eyes."She seems really happy lately. More confident. I think coming home was good for her." James clapped Marcus on the shoulder. "And having you around has helped. She's always looked up to you."The guilt was suffocating."Dad!" Isabella called. "Mom's on the phone! Something about the club membership?"James groaned. "That woman. Tell her I'll call her back!""She says it's urgent!""Fine. Watch the grill, Marcus? I'll be right back."The moment James went inside, Isabella was there."Garage," she w

He tortured her for what felt like hours but was probably only twenty minutes. Every time she got close to the edge, he'd slow down, denying her release, keeping her right on that desperate precipice. All while the tattoo machine buzzed and bit and marked her skin permanently.Finally....fucking finally....Ash set down the machine and cleaned the fresh tattoo."All done," he said, his voice rough with barely contained lust. "Beautiful work, if I do say so myself."Maya couldn't even look at the tattoo. She was shaking, soaked, desperate, her pussy clenching around nothing.Ash stood, and her eyes went immediately to the massive bulge straining against his jeans. He caught her staring and laughed darkly."See something you want?""Please," she whimpered. "Please, I need.....""What do you need, Maya? Use your words.""I need you to fuck me."Ash unbuckled his belt with deliberate slowness, popping the button of his jeans, dragging down the zipper. "You sure about that? Because once I s