All Chapters of Dirty Pretty Things: Short erotica collections: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 7Evelyn's POV "What the fuck, Mom!"Samantha's shrill voice sliced through the air sharp enough to make my whole body flinch.I should have stopped.I should have shoved Damien off, scrambled for the sheet, begged for forgiveness, cried, anything that a normal mother would do when caught balls-deep on her son-in-law’s cock in her marital home.Instead my hips gave one slow, involuntary roll backward.Just one.But God — God — the drag of his thick shaft against my walls, the way he throbbed so deep I could feel him nudging my cervix, the stretch, the heat, the obscene fullness… it short-circuited every rational thought I had left.My cunt clenched harder around Damien’s cock the second her voice hit me, a traitorous, greedy spasm that dragged a low, involuntary moan from my throat.I turned my head slowly until my eyes met hers while rubbing my ass against his pelvis in a filthy little circle that made him throb even deeper inside me.She stood frozen three steps inside the

Chapter 1 - Victor POV My body is hot with sweat and sticks to the sheets beneath my bare flesh. I arch my back as my hand works my length a little faster. I can feel the need coiling up tighter and tighter along my lower spine, but it's not enough. Not even the GQ magazine with the sexy guy on the front cover propped up on the pillow next to me is working.The air in my room is getting ripe and muggy with my scent. I should have opened a window before I laid down on the bed, but it hadn't been my intention to rub one out. I'd only meant to take a five-minute break, lines of code had been bombarding my brain, and the only way to make them stop was fantasizing about Ben's muscular forearms. I loved watching him work the keyboard effortlessly with his skilled fingers, his bright blue eyes locked on the screen. It made me hard just thinking about it.The first time I'd met Ben, I'd instantly thought he was a jock and couldn't possibly be the developer I'd praised for the past five years

Chapter 3 Ben’s POV Without waiting for another explanation from me, Victor undos his pants and shoves them down his thighs along with his underwear in one hurried motion. His cock springs free, already half-hard and curving slightly upward. The sight hits me harder than I expected – flushed pink at the tip, with a light dusting of red hair at the base that matches the hair on his head.He settles on the bed, both knees spread out, one hand resting lightly on his thigh while the other wraps around his cock without hesitation.The first slow stroke makes his breath hitch. My eyes are glued to the movement, unable to look away even if I wanted to.“Is this… what you wanted?” he asks, voice already a little breathy. His green eyes flick up to meet mine, nervous but eager.I swallow hard, my own cock twitching in my jeans at the sight. “Yeah,” I manage, my voice rougher than I intended. “Just like that.”Victor bites his lower lip and starts moving his hand in long, steady strokes from b

Ben's POV Fuck, I can’t get enough of those eyes. They follow my every move, drinking me in. How could I not have known he felt so deeply for me? I dismiss the thoughts. I’m here now, and that’s all that matters.“Arms up,” I growl.Victor obeys instantly. I want to chuckle, but I hold it in, knowing he is already nervous enough. I yank off the offending material, tossing it onto the floor with my discarded clothes.I trace my eyes down his slender body, confirming his freckles don’t stop at his neck but, in fact, span his whole body. I hold back another growl and pull his hips closer to the edge of the bed. It takes me no time at all to free his legs and throbbing dick from his jeans. Like mine, only smaller in size, I wait for my mind to fill with disgust, but all I feel is the growing desire to ravish this man. My jaw ticks as his dick twitches in my direction, cum beading down his length.“Fuck, you’re hot.” I prowl forwards, bringing him with me as I settle over him in the middl

Chapter 2Addison's POV “Then get on your knees.”The bluntness of it makes my pulse spike. My mouth goes dry. Heat licks up my spine at the rough edge in his tone.“Well?” His brow lifts. “Are you going to make me repeat myself?”I snap out of my daze and drop to my knees in front of him, the carpet rough against my skin. From here, he seems even larger and more imposing. The faint scent of his cologne mingles with the warm spice of coffee and paper, wrapping around me.He tilts his head, eyes never leaving mine. The corners of his mouth twitch like he knows exactly how undone I am.“Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice curling through me like smoke. “So eager to please.”His fingers hook under my chin, tilting my face toward him. “Now… show me how badly you want that grade.”My hands tremble as they find his belt, unfastening it with clumsy urgency. The metallic clink of the buckle echoes in the small office, loud enough to make my pulse quicken.I slide the zipper down and ease his