All Chapters of TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS: Chapter 521 - Chapter 530

Chapter 4 - Sex with The Intern. I gave it to her. I fucked her into the mattress with my hand over her mouth, deep and steady, as the bed creaked under us and I had to slow down every few strokes so it wouldn't give us away. Her legs locked around my back and her heels dug into my ass and she was moaning unto my palm as her eyes rolled back and her whole body started to shake. "Turn over," I whispered. She rolled onto her stomach and pushed her hips up, and I got behind her and slid my cock back in. She gasped and buried her face in the pillow. I took her hips in both hands and pulled her back onto me, and the sound of it… skin on skin, wet and loud. It filled the room. "Oh… fuck,” she panted into the pillow softly. "It feals so fucking good!” I reached around and put my hand over her mouth again and she bit down on my fingers and I felt it all the way up my arm. I fucked her harder, faster, and I was close… so close. "Don't stop," she gasped against my hand. "Don't stop

Chapter 2 - The DriveI walked fast, head down, jaw clenched so tight my teeth ached. The hallway stretched out in front of me like something out of a bad dream, and behind me I heard him call my name once, twice, and then the sound of sheets moving and bare feet hitting the floor.I didn't turn around.The elevator doors opened like they'd been waiting for me, and I stepped in and hit the lobby button and watched the doors slide shut just as Daniel appeared at the end of the hall, shirtless, one hand outstretched.The doors closed all the way.I leaned back against the mirrored wall and I pressed my palm flat against my chest and tried to breathe.The cab was still there and I yanked the back door open and threw myself into the seat."Drive," I said.The driver turned around and looked at me. "Where to?"Just drive,” I said, trying to sound calm. “Take me anywhere.”He studied my face for a second… the wet eyes, the shaking hands, and then he nodded slowly and put the car in gear."

Chapter 4 - Satisfied He kissed me again. Slowly this time. His tongue slid against mine and his hips settled between my thighs and I felt him, still half-hard, drag along the inside of my thigh. "You're gonna be sore tomorrow," he said. "I don't mind." He laughed against my mouth. "You're one hell of a girl." I reached down between us and wrapped my hand around him again and he stiffened in my grip almost immediately, and he groaned and dropped his forehead to my shoulder. "Already?" I said. "What do you expect when you look this sexy?” I stroked him root to head, slowly, and felt him swell and thicken in my palm. I guided him to my entrance and rolled my hips up, and he slid into me in one slow push, and we both made the same low sound at the same time. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him in deeper, and he fucked me slow and steady this time, long deep strokes that dragged along every nerve I had. "Ahh… ohh, fuck," My voice came out in little broken pieces.

Chapter 2 - The Interrogation "Nice home," he said. "Thank you." He sat down at the table across from my empty chair, and I sat down across from him, and he opened his notebook and clicked his pen. "Tell me about yesterday," he said. "Tell me everything. From the beginning of your day. Every detail.” So I did. I told him about breakfast and the pancakes and the kiss at the door, and I told him about the grocery store and the chicken curry and the bottle of wine, and I told him about six o'clock and seven o'clock and midnight and the phone calls that went nowhere. He wrote it all down without looking up. "What time did he leave for work?" "A little after eight. He had a meeting at nine." "And you heard from him at all after that? A text, a call, anything?" "Nothing. The last thing he said to me was that he'd be home by seven." He wrote that down too, and then he flipped back a page and ran his pen along something he'd already written, like he was checking his notes against w

Chapter 4 - Sex in The Storm "Just fuck me already." Something in his face changed. The last thread of restraint… whatever had been holding him back, the badge, the job, the years of rules… snapped clean, and what was left underneath was nothing but appetite. He moved faster than I expected. One hand caught my wrist and the other closed around my throat, not squeezing yet, just holding, and he walked me backward across the kitchen until my spine hit the wall beside the refrigerator. The impact knocked the breath out of me and I gasped, and he swallowed the sound with his mouth, kissing me like he was trying to climb inside me. "You want it rough?” he said against my lips. "Yes." "Say it again." "Rough. I want it rough." His fingers tightened around my throat… just enough to make my head swim, just enough that every breath had to be pulled through a narrow gap, and he kissed me again, deeper, his tongue forcing my mouth open while his other hand found the collar of m