All Chapters of TEMPT ME, MASTER : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The elevator ride felt like it took a lifetime. Every time the numbers clicked up, my stomach did a somersault. Six. The doors slid open. The hallway was long, quiet, and smelled like expensive carpet and cleaning spray. I walked slowly, my heels sinking into the floor. I was looking for 612. My heart was pounding so hard against my ribs it felt like it was going to break through.I found the door. I stood there for a second, staring at the brass numbers. My mind was screaming at me to turn around. You don’t know this man, it said. He’s a stranger. He’s dangerous. But my body was in charge now. I was so heavy and warm between my legs that I could barely stand straight. I reached out and knocked.The door didn't just open; it was pulled back fast. He was standing there, still in his black shirt, but the leather jacket was gone. He looked even bigger in the small doorway. He didn't say hello. He didn't ask me in. He just grabbed my arm and pulled me inside, slamming the door shut

My name is Isla. For three years of college, I played a part. I was the good student. I was the loyal friend. I was the girl who sat between Julian and Leo in the cafeteria, laughing at their jokes and helping them with their homework. To everyone else, we were just a team. Three best friends who did everything together.But inside, I was hiding a secret. A secret that made my skin hot every time they touched me.I didn't just want to be their friend. I wanted them. I wanted them both at the same time. I had spent so many nights in my lonely bed, staring at the ceiling and imagining their hands on me. I imagined Julian’s strong, quiet energy and Leo’s wild, loud passion. In my head, I wasn't the "good girl" anymore. I was a woman who was desired by two powerful men.I had been waiting for a sign. Tonight, at the biggest party of the semester, I decided I was done waiting. I was going to make it happen.The party was held in a big, old house near campus. When we arrived, the bas

The air in the bedroom was thick enough to choke on. I was lying there, my legs still wide open, my breath coming in short, jagged gasps. My pussy was pulsing from the orgasm I just had, but the hunger inside me wasn't gone. It was bigger. It was a monster that needed to be fed.Julian and Leo stood over me. They looked like gods. Dangerous, hungry gods."You're not done, Isla," Julian growled. He reached for his belt. The sound of the leather clicking was like a gunshot in the quiet room. "You’re nowhere near done.”Julian pushed his jeans down. When his cock sprang free, my jaw almost hit the bed. It was huge. It was thick, dark, and pulsing with every beat of his heart. It looked like a piece of iron wrapped in velvet. At the tip, a big drop of clear precum was glistening."Oh, god," I moaned. "Julian... it's so big.""You want it?" he asked. His voice was so deep I felt it in my chest."Yes," I breathed. "Please."But Leo wasn't going to wait. He kicked his trousers off, too. His

The sun was just starting to peek through the curtains of the bedroom. My body felt heavy, sore, and completely satisfied. Between my legs, I could still feel the sticky, warm reminders of Julian and Leo from the night before. I was covered in them. My skin smelled like their cologne and the raw scent of sex.I tried to move, but a heavy arm was draped across my waist. I looked to my left. Julian was still asleep, his face looking peaceful for the first time ever. To my right, Leo was snoring softly, his messy hair even crazier than usual.I felt like a queen between two kings. But as the water started running in the bathroom nearby, I realized someone was already up.Julian opened one eye and looked at me. He didn't say good morning. He just reached out and squeezed my breast, his thumb grazing my nipple which was already getting hard again."Round two, Isla?" he whispered, his voice like gravel."The shower is calling," I panted.We all climbed into the large walk-in shower. The

The kitchen was spinning. My head was back, my hair dragging across the cold marble counter, and my breath was coming in short, panicked gasps. My pussy was still throbbing from his tongue, and the air between us felt like it was on fire.Adrian didn't look tired. He looked like he was just getting started. He reached out and grabbed my waist, lifting me off the counter as if I weighed nothing at all. I wrapped my legs around his middle, feeling his hard cock pressing right against my aching center."The kitchen is for snacks, Valentina," he whispered, his voice vibrating against my neck. "The bedroom is for the real work. And tonight, I am going to work you until you can’t remember your own name."He carried me up the stairs. Every step he took made his body rub against mine. I was making a new kind of sound now. It wasn't just a moan; it was a high, needy whimper."Nnnn... ah... Adrian, please," I whined. I was nuzzling into his neck, breathing in the scent of his skin."Be quiet, g