บททั้งหมดของ Daddy's Lessons in Pleasure - Erotica Collection: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

◆◆◆ Chapter 4 ◆◆◆~ Anne McGiver ~~ Two Days Later ~ I had filled fifteen pages. Fifteen pages of detailed, explicit, absolutely filthy things I wanted to do to Mr. Romans and things I wanted him to do to me. Positions: me riding him reverse cowgirl in his office chair, grinding until he was begging; him taking me from behind over the lecture podium, slapping my ass red. Locations: the empty classroom at midnight, the library stacks where anyone could walk in. Scenarios: some tender, like him waking me with his tongue lapping at my folds; some rough, like tying my hands with his tie and face-fucking me until I gagged. All of them completely consuming—ending with him coming inside me, on me, marking me as his. Mia and I walked toward the lecture hall, my heart racing with anticipation, my panties already damp from replaying the entries. “You seem excited,” Mia observed warily. “I have a mission today,” I told her, unable to keep the smile off my face. “Today is the day I make pro

◆◆◆ Chapter 6 ◆◆◆~ Mr. Romans ~I was a man of discipline. Control. Thirty years of teaching had taught me how to maintain boundaries, how to separate the professional from the personal, how to resist temptation even when it sat in the front row wearing a skirt that rode up every time she crossed her legs.But Anna McGiver tested every fucking ounce of that control.I closed my office door and leaned against it, palms flat against the wood, dragging in deep breaths that did nothing to slow the hammer of my pulse or the insistent throb in my cock.She had been in my classroom that day. Third row, center. Biting that full lower lip like she knew exactly what it did to me. Crossing and uncrossing those long legs, flashing just enough thigh to make my mouth go dry. Looking up at me with those dark eyes that promised every depraved thing I had ever imagined doing to her.Twenty-three years old. My student. A celebrity with the world begging to taste her.And I was a fifty-one-year-old bio

◆◆◆ Chapter 1 ◆◆◆The heavy iron door groaned open, and Melinda was dragged into the dimly lit underground hall like a lamb to slaughter. Her wrists were bound behind her back with rough rope that bit cruelly into her skin, the coarse fibers scraping with every futile twist. The man gripping her upper arm—broad-shouldered, reeking of cheap cologne and stale sweat—kept a bruising hold on her, thick fingers digging deep enough to leave purple marks as he half-shoved, half-carried her forward.“Fuck, look at you,” he growled low against her ear, his hot, sour breath making her skin crawl. “Those fat, heavy tits bouncing every time you struggle… that juicy, round ass swaying like it’s begging for a hard handprint—or better yet, my belt across it. I’d keep you chained to my bed for months, little pet. Shove my thick cock down your throat every morning until you gag and drool, then flip you over and fuck that tight, virgin cunt raw every night until you’re dripping my cum, sobbing for mercy

◆◆◆ Chapter 3 ◆◆◆Melinda barely slept. The massive bed swallowed her, silk sheets cool against her overheated skin, but every time she closed her eyes, she saw George… his thick, veined cock sliding in and out of Sapphire’s greedy mouth, the way Platinum’s tongue had lapped at his balls like they were candy. Worse, she felt it: the relentless, throbbing ache between her legs that no amount of clenched thighs could ease.Across the room, the two women were already lost in each other. Sapphire had Platinum pinned beneath her, their legs tangled in perfect scissoring rhythm… wet pussies grinding together in slick, filthy slides. The room filled with their moans, the wet slap of flesh on flesh, the obscene squelch of their arousal. Platinum’s head fell back, breasts heaving, nipples tight and dark as she gasped, “Harder, baby… make me come all over you…”Melinda pressed her palm between her thighs, desperate for relief, but she yanked it away. She wouldn’t. She couldn’t. Not here. Not li

◆◆◆ Chapter 5 ◆◆◆Melinda shattered on top of him.Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, violent and all-consuming. Her inner walls clenched rhythmically around George’s thick cock, milking him in desperate, fluttering spasms as she cried out, the sound raw and broken. Slick heat gushed from her core, coating his shaft, dripping in hot rivulets down his heavy balls and onto the leather beneath them. She rode through every pulsing wave, hips grinding down frantically, nails digging deep into his broad shoulders, head thrown back in pure, shattered ecstasy. Her full breasts bounced with each shuddering breath, nipples painfully tight, skin flushed and glistening with sweat.George groaned deep in his chest, the sound vibrating through her body. His silver-gray eyes darkened with awe and feral hunger as he watched her come undone.“Fuck… your pussy,” he rasped, voice wrecked and gravelly. “I’ve never felt anything like this. So tight, so wet, so fucking perfect. You’re gripping