Semua Bab Wildest Desires: A Dark Erotic Short Story Collection : Bab 111 - Bab 120

Zane doesn’t break the kiss as he hooks his arms under my thighs and hoists me up. My legs wrap around his waist in their own, my damp skin clinging to the rough charcoal fabric of his trousers. He carries me across the room like I weigh nothing, and for a second, I feel a dizzying sense of safety in his strength, which is a lie, because he’s the most dangerous thing in this house.He drops me onto the silk duvet. The air catches in my throat as he crawls onto the mattress, moving between my legs with a slow confidence. He stays there for a moment, hovering over me, his dark eyes taking in the mess he’s made of me. My hair is fanned out against the pillows, my chest is heaving, and my nipples are still tight, aching peaks of pink flesh that seem to reach for him.He smirks, a lazy, gorgeous tilt of his lips. "You look so much better in my nephew's bed than he deserves, Avery."The mention of Marcus should be a cold bucket of water, but instead, it feels like gasoline on a fire. Zane r

I am kneeling naked on the rug before him. The robe is a heap of silk at my feet, and the cool air of the bedroom feels like a thin blade against my skin. Zane doesn't say anything at first. He just looks at me, his eyes tracking the way my chest rises and falls. Then, he reaches out. His hands are massive, and as his fingers glide up my back, the heat from his palms makes me shiver. He reaches the back of my head, his fingers tangling deep into my hair, and he grips it. It isn't a gentle hold. It’s firm, a silent reminder that he is in control now.With a sudden, sharp tug, he drags my head forward. I don’t have time to gasp before he’s shoving his cock into my mouth.It’s a shock. He’s so much thicker than Marcus, so much larger, and the taste of him, salt, musk, and pure man, fills my senses instantly. My eyes go wide, watering slightly from the sudden fullness, but I don't pull away. I can’t. My hands reach out, clutching his knees for balance, my fingers digging into his hard, ba

The sound of the front door unlocking makes me jump out of the chair like I’ve been burned. I don’t even realize I was holding my breath until I hear the heavy click of the door. Marcus is home.I smooth my hands over my thighs, trying to calm the racing sound of my heart. I’m wearing a flimsy silk nightie, a deep emerald green that barely covers my body. It stops just below the curve of my ass, and I know exactly how I look in it, my breast spilling out of the lace at the top, my skin still flushed from the long hours I’ve spent pacing the floor. I didn’t put anything on underneath. I couldn’t stand the feeling of fabric against the raw, swollen sensitivity Zane left behind.Even now, I can feel the heat of what happened earlier. My pussy is soaked, a constant ache that makes every step feel like a chore. It’s so much that I can feel the slickness sliding down my inner thighs, a warm reminder of a betrayal I should be scrubbing away instead of celebrating."Marcus!" I say, my voice s

He doesn’t even let me recover from my shock before he slips inside and slam the door shut."Zane, what are you doing? Get out." The words crawl out of my throat, thin and cracked with a panic.He doesn’t say anything. He just steps into my space, his massive hands wrapping around my waist, his thumbs digging hard into my sides as he shoves me backward. The solid wood of the door hits my spine, shaking the breath right out of my lungs. He leans his entire weight forward, caging me completely, his broad arms blocking out the rest of the room. I’m trapped. There’s nowhere to look, nowhere to breathe except right into his collarbone. The scent of him, wood, sharp leather, and hot skin, fills my nose, making my head spin so fast the floor feels uneven beneath my feet."Stop," I stammer, my palms flattening against his chest, trying to find some leverage to push him back. My fingers catch on the rough cotton of his shirt. "You have to stop. Someone might hear.""You're a liar, Avery." The

"Look at you," he growls, his voice dropping into a low rumble as his hand snakes around my waist to pull my spine into a sharp curve so he can drive even deeper. "You're taking every single inch of me right now, and you love exactly how big I am inside your tight little pussy, don't you, Avery?""Yes... oh god, Zane, yes," I sob into the fabric of the pillow, my head tossing from side to side because he’s becoming more intense for my mind to handle.He reaches around my body while he continues to pump into me, his large, rough palms grabbing my breasts and squeezing my tits hard, his thumbs pinching my tight nipples until a sharp line of pleasure shoots straight down to my stomach.“Goddd… Zane…, Zane,” I rasp, quietly.This is too much, but I want more. I want more….His cock slides in and out of my cunt while my inside clenched tightly around him. The rough pressure of his hands on my chest makes my head spin, he isn't being gentle at all. It’s almost like he wants to completely er