All Chapters of TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

The air in the boutique was thick and smelled like expensive silk and cotton fabrics. Cassie stood in the middle of the private fitting room, her heart hammering against her ribs. She was getting married in three months, and this dress had to be perfect.Darrel, the head tailor, stood in front of her. He was tall, with broad shoulders and large, steady hands. He held a yellow measuring tape like a weapon. He was one of the best tailors in the city. He cost a lot—so much, almost a fortune—but she didn't care. She felt like as much as she got her best dress, then everything was worth it."Mrs. Cassie," he said, his voice a deep, professional rumble. "To get the exact fit for a gown this complex, I need to see the canvas. I need you to remove everything. No bras, no panties. Just you.""What?""Yes," he nodded. "Unless... you're not comfortable with it, and that's fine. You can check elsewhere."Cassie swallowed hard. Her throat felt dry. She had never been measured naked before, but Dar

He paused, his hand on the smooth door handle. He didn't turn around. "I’m afraid I don't follow, Mrs. Cassie. The measurements are taken. The drape test is complete. My work here is done.""It’s not done!" she cried, stepping toward him, completely unashamed of her nakedness. "Look at me! My heart is pounding, I’m shaking... I’m literally dripping on your floor. You started this. You can't just walk out."Darrel finally turned. His face was a mask of professional calm, but his eyes were dark, tracking the way her breasts heaved with every breath. "But you are done, ma'am. That’s the most I can do for you as a tailor. Anything further... well, that’s not in the contract.""I don't care about the contract!" Cassie sobbed, reaching out to grab his arm. Her fingers dug into the expensive fabric of his suit. "Please. I need... I need you. I need your cock. Please, Darrel. Just once. I can’t go home like this."Darrel looked down at her hand, then back up at her face. A slow, wicked smile

He gripped Kiley’s hips until his knuckles were white. He looked down at her with a dark, mean smile. He wasn't just a guard anymore. He looked like a hunter who had finally caught his prey."You thought a little bit of pussy would buy your freedom?" Cameron growled. His voice was deep and scary. "You’re a drug runner, Kiley. You’re dirty. You’re a professional liar. But you’re going to be a very honest girl for me right now."He pulled back until he was almost out, then slammed forward with everything he had.SLAP.The sound of his skin hitting hers was like a whip. Kiley’s head hit the metal table. Her mouth fell open in a silent scream."AHHH! Oh fuck! Cameron! Slow down!""I don't do slow for criminals," he hissed. He reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so she had to look into his cold eyes. He tightened his grip, forcing her to stare at the ceiling. "How many of these wraps do you have on you? Is this how you get them past the border? Do you fuck every guard

Sienna didn’t stop. She kept her eyes locked on Leo’s as she took more of him into her mouth. She was using her tongue in a hot, swirling motion that made Leo’s vision go blurry. Her suction was a pulling, that felt like it was drawing every bit of strength from his legs. "Mmm-ph... mmm-nnn!" Sienna hummed against him. The vibration of her voice traveled straight through his nerves. Leo’s hands flew to her hair, his fingers tangling in the blonde strands. He was shaking. His breath was coming in short, jagged gasps that echoed off the high ceiling. Every time she swirled her tongue around the sensitive head of his cock, his hips bucked forward. He couldn't control it. He was a slave to the sensation. And in minutes, he felt it. "Oh! Oh god! Sienna! I'm—" He didn't even finish the sentence. His body went rigid, his back slamming against the locked door. He let out a long, broken cry as he poured himself into her mouth. Sienna took every drop, her throat working in a slow, steady

She stood up and walked toward the massive floor-to-ceiling window. The rain was still drumming against the glass, and the lightning lit up her naked silhouette. She leaned her hands against the cool glass and looked back at him over her shoulder. "Jade is too soft," Amara purred, her voice a low, seductive challenge. "I don't want the bed, Leo. I want you to take me right here. I want you to fuck me against this window so the whole world can see me being fucked by the delivery guy. I want to feel the cold glass against my tits while you burn me up from behind." She arched her back, her curves on full display against the dark, stormy sky outside. "Come here, delivery boy," she commanded. "Show me how you handle the heavy loads." Leo didn't hesitate. He loved the idea of fucking her against the window. He walked across the room, Amara was waiting for him, her hands pressed against the cold glass of the massive window. Outside, the lightning flashed, illuminating her curves in a br