Todos los capítulos de Risky Desires: Short Stories. : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Jessica's POV. I didn't get the chance to confront Jayden about bringing a random visitor to the house because they disappeared into his room with the speed of light. My jaws clenched, my mind swirling with different thoughts. That lady looked like she had no bra on, I could see the way her nipples stayed perked up under her top, and the skirt she was wearing was a tad too short, her ass was literally out there in the open. Why did Jayden bring a slut over?Curiosity tightened in my lungs, making me stalk over to his room. Not that I planned to be the creepy step sister but I could at least find out why he invited her. “Ah–fuck, I love that.”“Yes you do. Your greedy cunt wants all of my cock,” Jayden grunted, and then I heard him slap something.“Awwh–daddy, spank me harder,” she moaned, her voice growing louder by the second. I'd not even gotten close. Hell, I wasn't even at his door and they were already so loud and engrossed in whatever shitty thing they were doing. My face

Tulip's POV. Working for Eric Shellstrop and falling for him were like parallel lines that could never meet. Not in this world, not even in the afterlife. That was because I knew what I was getting into when I signed the contract to be his personal live-in chef. The clauses clearly stated:No other duties asides cooking is assigned to you, some of which include doing my laundry or trying to get to know me. If you cross those lines, you will be fired! But it's been a year now. I'd made enough money from Eric to hold my own. I had a house, a small restaurant that I ran virtually that was doing pretty well, and I had whatever designer clothes I wanted. And yet, my mind still tugged at one thing that I lacked.My boss's cock.It was something I could only imagine because I knew it wouldn't happen in reality. To him, aloof was a compliment and he would never even ask me any questions other than “can I come down to eat?” I mean yes, you can come down to eat me sir. Ravish my pussy lik

Tulip's POV.What…what the fuck was happening?Did Eric Fucking Shellstrop just spank me?Christ, this had to be a dream. As if reading my thoughts, he grabbed a handful of my ass, his other hand reaching around my body to cup my breast. “What did you think? That I wouldn't notice the effort behind the outfit? You are so exposed, and so fucking tempting at the same time. I'd tried to ignore you, until,” he squeezed my breast, “until you fucking arched in front of me. I saw how soaked you were. How hungry you were for some filling. So here's your dream come true.” My body felt like it was burning at an intensity that I couldn't control. Eric led me to the pointy edge of the table, pinning me over it. My breasts pressed against the table, my nipples burning through the leather corset top. He pinned both of my hands behind me as he shifted my thong to the side. He slid the side of his hand into my legs, moving back and forth and then a low groan escaped his lips.“Mhmm,” I moaned ag

Camille's POV.Rafael never easily agreed to doing things with me. Not that he hated hanging out with me or anything. It was just that this was exercise and he never did it without my mom initiating it.So this was strange. Before my mother disappeared, I quickly walked towards her, “Mom, are you sure? Don't you want me to massage it or something? It'll help it heal better.” “No, don't worry. I know you're trying to help, but you also want to use it as an excuse not exercise. So finish the routine with your stepfather,” my mother replied, leaving no room for negotiation. With that, I watched her go upstairs. Rafael stood at the door, his eyes fixed on my mom. He was trying to be sure that she could walk on her own. I pursed my lips, I wish he could give me that type of attention.“Stop thinking nonsense, Camille!” My inner voice reprimanded me.I sighed as I turned back to the room. My eyes scanned the area, there was a treadmill, some dumbells and some planks for push ups. But th

Sherri's POV. Moving into Boston was so hard for me.Not because I was broke or anything. Hell, I was just twenty and in my final years in college. My parents were pretty much still responsible for me. It was just hard because I lost my friends, my fun life and my favourite eater. And by that I meant the only guy who could make me come from flickering his tongue over my pussy. Gerry and I were fuckbuddies for months, and while my parents assumed that it was just tutoring sessions going on, it was beyond that.It was dry humping, kissing, mind-blowing sex and you know the rest. I couldn't possibly have survived being in Boston for the past month if I didn't have a replacement. Williams, my neighbour and schoolmate was always quiet, never spoke too much and always seemed to like sitting by the window. Our houses were separated by a small fence so it wasn't hard to start up a conversation. My previous impression of Williams soon got changed after that night. I was trying to get some