Wildest Desires: A Dark Erotic Short Story Collection のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

I shove Sloane’s shorts down her legs, not caring when the fabric snags on the buckles of her boots or the way she has to stumble to keep her balance. I remove the material completely and hike her right leg up, hooking her thigh over my hip so I can get closer, pressing my weight into her until she’s pinned between me and the arm of the sofa. My fingers don’t stop moving inside her pussy, hard, blunt strokes that make her hips jerk uncontrollably against my hand. She’s gasping, her mouth open against my shoulder, her teeth grazing my skin as she tries to catch her breath in the thick, cold air of the living room."Look at her, Adam," I snap, my voice rough and vibrating with a dark kind of pride. I keep my eyes locked on his, watching for the flicker of irritation. "She can barely stand and I’m just warming up. She’s already soaked through, and I haven't even taken my pants off yet."Adam doesn’t look away. He doesn't even blink. He reaches out and grips Skyler’s hair, winding the str

The air in the dining room is so thick with the scent of sweat and sex that it feels like it’s coating my lungs. I’m panting, my chest heaving as I stare at Adam over the mess we’ve made of the dining table. My cock is still throbbing, slick and red, standing out like a weapon in the dim light. I look at Skyler, who is slumped on the table, her pussy open and dripping from Adam’s rough work. Then I look back at Sloane, her face pressed against the wood, her ass still trembling from the way I just wrecked her."Step aside," Adam repeats. His voice isn't just gruff anymore, it’s a low, predatory growl. He’s standing there naked, his ten-inch cock pulsing with every heartbeat, a bead of precum clinging to the dark, swollen head. He looks like he wants to tear the house down.I don't move at first. I let the silence stretch, the only sound being the rain hammering the roof and the girls shallow breaths. I want him to feel the weight of what he’s asking. This isn't about sharing, it’s abou

I’m still lying half-draped over Sloane, my chest pressed against her sweat-slicked back. My skin is cooling fast, the air turning sharp and thin as the adrenaline settles into my marrow. I can feel the fast, heavy thud of her heart against my ribs. She’s breathing deep, her body still vibrating with the aftershocks of the last hour.I shift my weight, my knees cracking as I pull back. I sit back on my heels, my naked skin sticking to the floor with a wet, tacky sound. My cock is soft now, smeared with a mess of fluids, feeling heavy between my legs. I look down at Sloane. She’s sprawled on her side, her long hair fanned out across the floor like a dark stain. Her eyes are open, dark and glassy, staring at the wall with a look of pure, dazed exhaustion. She looks like someone who just survived a crash and loved every second of the impact.Across from me, Adam is sitting up too. He’s leaning his back against the base of the sofa, his long legs stretched out in front of him. He’s stripp

My hand is still heavy on Remi’s shoulder, my fingers digging into her soft skin. I can feel her heart racing under my palm, a fast thumping that tells me she’s just as wound up as I am. The dad in me feels like it’s dead and buried. All that’s left is the heat in my gut and the sight of these two girls who have spent all night trying to ruin me."You want a show?" I growl, my voice sounding like gravel. "You want to see what happens when I stop being the responsible one?"Remi doesn’t flinch. She reaches up, her small hands fumbling with the button of my jeans. Her eyes are wide, locked on mine, as she pops the button loose. "I want everything, Caleb. I want the whole menu."Behind me, Ria’s hands slide down my chest, her palms flat and hot against my stomach. She leans over my shoulder, and I can see the tops of her tits pressing against the black fabric of that dress. Her nipples are hard, poking through the thin material like two little pebbles. I reach back and grab her by the ha

I stay pinned inside Remi for a long moment, my chest heaving, the sweat from my forehead dripping onto her flushed neck. The house is still silent, but the air in the living room is thick enough to pass as a cloak. It smells like the two of them, that sweet, heavy perfume mixed with the raw, salty scent of skin and sex. I can feel my heart thumping against her ribs, a slow, heavy beat that matches the pulse of my cock as it starts to get hard again inside her.Remi’s legs are still wrapped tight around my waist, her ankles locked behind my back. She’s staring up at me, her eyes wide and dark, her lips swollen from the way she’s been biting them. She looks like she’s in a daze, her body humming with the aftershocks of the way I just hit her."Don't move," she whispers, her voice a raspy, broken sound. "Just stay right there. I want to feel you for a second."I ignore her. I look over at Ria, who is lying on her side just inches away. She’s watching us, her hand moving between her legs