Semua Bab TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS: Bab 371 - Bab 380

I thrust faster, harder, angling my shaft upward to hit the exact spot that made her cry out. A dragged-out, trembling sound vibrated through her chest as she thrashed beneath me, her legs flying up, wrapping tight around my waist.“Oooh, Joe,” she moaned.Suddenly, right in the middle of the intense encounter, the movement stopped. Clara’s hands went flat against my sweating shoulders. With a sudden, cold strength, she pushed herself backward away from me, breaking the connection entirely.I stumbled forward slightly, my bare feet slipping on the floorboards as I gasped for air. The sudden loss of her heat felt like a freezing blade against my skin. My length hung in the air, fully erect, throbbing violently and leaking heavily in the moonlight. I was shaking, my teeth grinding from the pure agony of being cut off right at the edge of my release.Clara didn't hesitate. She stood up straight right there in the middle of the room, stepping off the edge of the oak table. Her face wasn't

I leaned down, my bare chest pressing lightly against her full, heavy breasts. The heat between our bodies was blistering. I lowered my cock, but I didn't touch her pussy. Instead, I brought the hard, flat head of my fully erect, veiny cock right against her soaking entrance. She expected the plunge. Her inner muscles twitched, ready to clamp down on my thickness. Her hips hitched upward instinctively, begging for the impact. But I held back. I kept my weight on my knees and slowly, deliberately, began to rub the smooth head of my length up and down against her highly sensitive outer lips. I smeared myself through her juices, coating my shaft in her cream and Marcus's warmth, but I didn't give her a single inch of entry. A sharp, breathy gasp tore out of her throat. “Haa-ah… Joe… what are you doing?… Push it in…” "Not yet," I growled against her neck, my breath hot against her skin. I shifted my angle slightly, sliding the head of my shaft directly over her swollen, throbbing n

Chapter 2: Fed with two cocksKai’s hand brushed my lower back. “We’re very good at relieving tension. Hands-on service included.”I was breathing faster. Surrounded by half-packed boxes, two sweaty, muscular men who were clearly done pretending they were only here for the job. Every time I bent over a box, one of them was right there; Theo brushing his hard cock against my ass “by accident,” Kai reaching around me to grab something and pressing his sweaty chest to my back.By midday the tension was unbearable. Most of the dining room was packed. Boxes surrounded the large wooden table that hadn’t been moved yet.Theo wiped sweat from his chest and looked at me. “Break time. You look like you need one too.”Before I could answer, Kai came up behind me, hands settling on my hips. “You’ve been wet for us since yesterday. We can tell.”I didn’t deny it. Theo stepped in front of me, tilting my chin up. “Tell us to leave and we will. Otherwise… we’re finishing this job properly.”I kissed

Chapter 2: Bent over the boxesJax’s mouth was on mine again, his tongue invading my mouth as he pinned me against the counter. His hands pushed my tank top up roughly, palming my bare breasts, his thumbs circling my nipples until they ached.“Been wanting to do this since I walked in,” he growled against my lips. “You in these tight little pants, bending over, pretending you don’t want it.”“Ahh..” I moaned into his kiss, my hands sliding under his tank top to feel the hard muscles of his back. Jax lifted me effortlessly onto the counter, yanking my leggings and panties down in one motion. The cool air hit my wet pussy as he dropped to his knees.He spread my thighs wide and buried his face between them without warning. His tongue dragged slowly from my entrance to my clit, then sucked hard. I cried out, gripping the edge of the counter as two thick fingers pushed deep inside me.“Fuck, you taste good,” he murmured, his voice vibrating against me. He fucked me with his fingers wh

Chapter 2: A correction session 🍆🍆The clock on the studio wall read 10:27 PM. The main lights were off.I was wiping down the ballet barre when the door opened.Lila entered like she owned the room.At twenty-four, she was one of the most technically flawless ballet dancers I had ever worked with. She was tall, elegant, with long, toned legs that seemed to go on forever, a narrow waist, and beautifully proportioned breasts that her tight black leotard did nothing to hide. Her dark hair was pulled into a severe bun, accentuating her sharp cheekbones and piercing green eyes. She moved with the precise, arrogant grace of someone who knew exactly how perfect her body was.“Damien,” she said coolly, dropping her bag. “I heard you’re the best. Prove it. I want to work on my grand adagio tonight.”She didn't do any form of greeting or warmth. All she did was just a pure challenge.I smirked, tossing the towel aside. “You’re late, Lila. And you’re not in charge here.”She lifted her chin