All Chapters of Filthy, Dirty Desires: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CONNOR“You!”I freeze, my hand stalling on the math problem I’ve been trying to solve.I know that voice. I know that one.Knowing I’m not the one she’s talking to--and very much relieved by it--I go back to solving the equation. At least I try to. Now, I’m just plain distracted because my body knows she’s in the vicinity.“You!” She yells again, her voice closer this time. “Connor!”My head jerks up instantly.Why? Because I’m Connor.Or maybe there’s another Connor in the cafeteria? That seems more plausible than her acknowledging my existence.When I look up, I see the blonde beauty storming in my direction, her hair flying and bouncing around her shoulders with each step she takes. And she’s staring directly at me. What the--For a moment, I’m blinded by her beauty. Tracy Whittaker is mean, vile, and rude to everyone and everything, but she is hands down the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.She’s the most popular girl at my school and everyone bows to her. That is not an exa

CONNOR“Why are you so quiet?” Tracy asks as she cocks her head to the side.I drag a tired hand down my face. Open my mouth, close it, then open it again and this time, words actually come out. “This feels too good to be true.”My voice is hoarse with lust. I’ve never been so fucking turned on all my life.Rising to her feet, she arches her back and strikes a pose that almost makes me lose my mind. “It doesn’t get any more real than this, Connor.”She smirks when she sees my reaction. Of course she knows the effect she has on guys. She must love having men on their knees for her.“You know when I read those things you wrote, I was pretty surprised. I didn’t even know you actually had those kind of thoughts about girls. You’re always so serious, but I’ve always found these glasses stupidly hot.” She gestures to my glasses perched on my nose. “And I definitely didn’t expect you to have a cock this big.”Taking my hand, she tugs me out of the chair and urges me to sit on her bed which I

EMMAI make my way across the site, seriously reconsidering my choice of wearing sandals to a construction site where there’s rubble, nails and a lot of other dangerous stuff lying around that could pierce through the material of my sandal.But that’s the thing. I hadn’t been thinking.I’d been in the kitchen whipping up my husband’s lunch only for me to come out and find him gone. When I’d called him, he said he’d been in a hurry and had completely forgotten about that so I had to bring it over to him instead.My husband is a construction worker, hence the location.I catch sight of my husband’s co-workers, Lucas, Henry, Liam and Ben working up ahead, so I make my way over to them, knowing that my husband must be close by.Ben is the first to spot me. “Hey, hot stuff.”A blush creeps up my cheeks. Ben is crazy hot. What the hell am I saying? All of my husband’s co-workers are hot as hell.For someone as overly freaked out as me, it’s a bit of a struggle being around them, seeing the

EMMAMy mouth falls open in a soundless scream because he’s stretching my walls so wide.Liam takes that as an invitation to stuff my mouth full with his cock. Henry leaps onto the platform and straddles me, pushing my breasts together as he begins sliding his cock between them.Lucas, who’s buried so deep inside me that I can literally feel his heartbeat, settles into a punishing pace, slamming his cock into me over and over again, his hips smacking against mine while his balls hit my ass.“You were right, Henry,” he hisses, wrapping his fingers around my ankles and lifting my legs high in the air. “This is one sweet pussy. So fucking tight, it feels like I’m fucking the pinkie of a glove.”Henry’s cock leaks precum on my chest, a shudder travelling through his body. “Don’t say that shit to me, man. I’m barely hanging on as it is.”Why does he have to wait? He seems like he’s about to explode from the urge to fuck.I slide my lips off Liam’s cock and turn to Henry who’s panting above

CONNORThe mere sight of her has my cock going hard as steel.It’s been two fucking years yet my body’s reaction to her is still one and the same. How on earth is that even possible?When she bumped into me, I thought I was hallucinating. That a good pussy had finally sent me over the fucking edge. But I held her. I felt her. That was when I knew she was real and not a figment of my imagination.“You go to school here?” My voice feels like it’s not mine. Hell, even my movements feel robotic.I don’t want to call this thing I have for her a crush. The word ‘crush’ is too tame. Besides, there’s nothing romantic or sweet about it.This is pure, unadulterated lust.The urge to fuck. To push her against the nearest surface and bury my cock so far inside that tight pussy, she won’t remember where she ends and I begin.Abigail nods, desire swimming in those innocent blue eyes as she stares up at me. Fuck, she still has that innocent look about her that drives me fucking insane. Those bee stu