Lahat ng Kabanata ng Midnight Sins: A Spicy Compilation: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Rhae The shadows in my room stretch long and deep, swallowing the faint neon from the city outside peeking in around the edges of the blinds.Space is a luxury in Japan, given the price of land in the city, and my father's house sits on an astounding amount of it. The Mori mansion sits on a full acre of land, surrounded by high walls, hedges, security cameras, and heavily armed guards.Even though one of the biggest city on the planet sprawls all around this house, it's quiet inside, thanks to soundproofed walls and windows.But I'm not thinking about the expensive house, or the even more expensive land it sits on, or the sound-blocking windows.I'm only thinking about how fucking good my fingers feels as they roll over my swollen clit.The silence is broken only by the soft rustle of fabric as I shift on the bed. Face down, my legs spread and my hand beneath me, my heart pounds, blood thrumming through my veins with an intensity that feels extra foreign and raw.I shouldn't be t

Stella After dinner we left my mother's house. I could feel his eyes watching me as I got into my car. We drove separately, while knowing I'd still end up in his house with his dick balls deep inside me. I keep driving. I've driven a distance, far away from mum's house before I see headlights behind me. I smile to myself knowing who was behind me. I get home, drop off my car keys and pick up the over night back I had packed before dinner. After locking my doors, I make the short trip to the spot he usually parks his car and then get in. Dante brought us home, guided me to his bedroom, and locked the door. He tossed his phone away, he had been avoidig calls from my mother since we left. I had nothing to avoid, she wouldn't call me. She never does. I doubt she'd start tonight. Hell, the only reason I was even invited for that dinner is all because Dante advised her to do it. And she did. Any opportunity to show of her new italian boyfriend to her daughter. She has som

The rain drummed a relentless, rhythmic beat against the floor-to-ceiling windows of Julian's penthouse, blurring the neon pulse of the city into a wash of watercolor blues and greys. Inside, the air was heavy with the scent of aged cedarwood, expensive scotch, and the electric charge that had been simmering between them for months.Elena stood by the fireplace, the amber glow of the embers catching the silk of her emerald dress. She felt his gaze before she heard his footsteps-a heavy, deliberate weight that made the hair on her arms stand up. Julian didn't do anything halfway. When he moved, it was with the predatory grace of someone who knew exactly what he wanted and precisely how long he was willing to wait to get it."You're quiet tonight," Julian said, his voice a low vibration that seemed to settle in the small of her back.She turned, her fingers tightening around the crystal tumbler in her hand. He had shed his suit jacket, his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, sleeves r

Sylvia "Are you coming over tonight?" Alice, or Als as I liked to call her, asked me over the phone.We were supposed to study for our Biology test tomorrow because Barnes gave the worst exams on the entire planet. But I didn't want to head over to her house just yet. I was tired, horny, and damn addicted to ... doing something that I shouldn't. If Als found out-hell, if anyone found out-I would be the laughingstock of the senior class. And that was the last thing I wanted to be.Staring out my bedroom window, I watched Mom drive off to her late shift and locked my bedroom door in case Dad came home early. He always stayed past six p.m., so I didn't think I had to worry. I just ... nobody could find out anything about what I did."Hellllo?""I'll be there in two hours," I said, opening my laptop."Two hours?" Als asked. "What are you doing?""Nothing!" I said, heart racing in excitement. "Love you!"And with that, I ended the call, slammed my phone down on the table, and signed in

Leslie It started when I caught my boyfriend's dad stroking his big, fat cock one night after a football game. Jude had gone to bed early, blaming his exhaustion on his intense effort during the game. But I stayed up and snuck around his father's house to get some water.When I crept by Mr. Archer's bedroom and heard the quiet grunts drifting out from the cracked door, I couldn't stop myself from peeking into the room. Ever since then, I hadn't been able to stop thinking about him, had come over just to see him, had sunk into his bed when he had been out of town to touch myself.I had a problem.And he had one too. A big, fat, throbbing problem that I needed to take care of.I shifted in Jude's bed to turn onto my side and stared at his closed door, my pussy salivating at the thought of me being in his father's bed tonight. It wasn't that I hated Jude-I loved him-but I still couldn't help thinking about there being more.Like his father's hands all over my body, his father's face