Todos los capítulos de Risky Desires: Short Stories. : Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Sherri's POV. My heart palpated with fear as I tried to get a grip of my breath. “Sherri, what happened? Did you see a ghost?” Lily asked, placing a hand on my thigh with eyes that sparkled with genuine fear.“I–uh–yeah, a ghost is in there. It scared me so I had to close the door real hard,” I lied, finally getting a hold of my breath.I couldn't possibly tell her the truth, and thank goodness she didn't see him. While she was adorable and almost like a ball of sweetness, she had a really sharp tongue. If she'd gotten a glimpse of him, she'd run off to rat me out, and that would lead to a series of things I wasn't in the mood for.She tapped a finger on her chin, like she was thinking of something. When she finally hit the idea, her face lit up, “Sherri, let's dgo to my room. There are no ghosts in there and my mom already killed the monsters under my bed,” she said sweetly with certainty in her tone.“Okay, good idea,” I said with a lopsided smile.And then, she curled her fingers

Cassie's POV.If my heart didn't stop pounding against my ribcage right now, I was sure it would pop out of my body. But I couldn't exactly stop that.I couldn't stop the way my body trembled too, the way my insides curled tight with pressure and even the emotions bubbled at the end of my throat.Today was the day results were going to be released.I wasn't a dull student or anything, there were just some courses that made me a little apprehensive. If I failed those courses, my GPA would sink deeper than the Titanic. And for a student on scholarship? I could afford that. I needed those grades to stay afloat in this school, or else I'd be done for.“Deep breaths Cassie, deep breaths,” I thought to myself, and my nostrils obeyed the mantra like it would help me calm down.I clutched the phone in my hand, staring at the screen. The time was seven fifty a.m, exactly nine minutes until the email notification dropped on three thousand student's devices.The atmosphere in the classroom w

Cassie's POV. One minute I was standing in front of my professor, questioning him about my grades.And the next? I was sitting in his desk, legs spread with my breasts hanging out of my uniform.His hands grazed over my sensitive center and his eyes lit up, “I like that your pussy is soaked for me. Such a good girl.” My lips parted but a helpless sigh was all that came out of my mouth. Words failed me, and even if they didn't, I couldn't say anything. Not when, my body was stimulated by the mere flickering of his fingers on my pussy.He cupped one of my breasts just then and God, if I didn't love the way he pinched my nipples. My stomach clenched with desire, my clit still throbbing relentlessly. He smirked, “you're writhing on my desk Cassie. On your professor's desk, and you're letting your professor touch your pussy.”I didn't know if it was the way he squeezed my breasts or the way those filthy words rolled out of his lips rhythmically but all of it made my body fuzzy. Like I w

Rora's POV. I slowly turned around, pressing my back against the door like my body would somehow become permeable.My heart raced uselessly, my insides tightening as shame clung to my skin. For the past two years, I'd managed to keep this a secret from everyone. And by everyone I meant, my mom, my friends and anyone who was close enough to find out. But I never thought that my step father would find out and keep quiet about it. Gosh.Why was the universe fucking with me in this manner? “So do you plan on getting on the bed?” I blinked back, trembling without will.“I'm–I’m–I can't do this. Please, I'll gladly return the money and get out of here. I'm extremely sorry for the inconvenience,” I said weakly, my voice growing thin. But he started walking towards me with a dark expression.“No. I don't want it. You are going to do what I paid you for. You aren't as sleek as you thought you were,” he taunted me, breathing a sly smirk.“How…how did you know?” He established some dista

Rora's POV. “Yes, just like that. Don't stop touching yourself until I say so,” his deep voice echoed through the space.But my mind barely registered them. All I could think of was the way my fingers thrusted into me a a wild pace. My hands caught one of my breasts as I squeezed, my eyes fluttering close from the rush of pleasure. “Open your eyes Rora. I want you to see who's watching you pleasure yourself,” he demanded and my eyes opened but my pupils were dilated with pleasure.Slimy fluid slicked my fingers as I pushed back and forth, my inner walls burning with relentless throbs. I could feel the blood flow around my sensitive bud increasing and Christ, this felt so fucking good! My eyes fixed on Griffin's face and my stomach clenched with a mix of shame and pleasure. Shame because I'd never done this before. None of my clients had ever requested that I touch myself while they watched. But my stepfather wanted that.I could see the way his eyes glistened with heat, the way he