SEX AT FIRST SIGHT: EROTICA STORIES 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 71 - 챕터 80

I smoothed the emerald silk of my gown one last time before stepping out of the limousine, the fabric clinging to my body like a second skin. The dress hugged every curve I possessed, the deep neckline plunging just enough to reveal the soft swell of my breasts, while the slit up the side exposed the smooth length of my thigh with every step. Father had chosen it himself, insisting it would make the right impression tonight. I trusted him. After all, I had accompanied him to dozens of these business gatherings over the years, sitting quietly in the background while he negotiated deals that kept our family afloat. Tonight felt no different, or so I told myself as the cool night air brushed against my bare shoulders and sent a shiver racing down my spine.The invitation had come sealed in heavy black wax, the address embossed in gold: Palazzo Nero, a sprawling estate on the outskirts of the city that I had only ever heard whispered about in passing. Father’s shipping empire was teeterin

Morning light filtered through the heavy velvet drapes of the penthouse suite, casting a soft golden glow across the crimson silk sheets that were now tangled around my naked body. I stirred slowly, every muscle aching in the most delicious and humiliating way. Between my thighs, a persistent soreness throbbed, a constant reminder of the thick, relentless cock that had claimed me so completely the night before. My pussy felt swollen and tender, still leaking traces of Rafael's cum mixed with my own arousal. The sticky evidence coated my inner thighs, and when I shifted, a fresh trickle escaped, making me clench involuntarily around nothing.I sat up with a gasp, the sheet slipping down to pool at my waist and exposing my full breasts to the cool air. My nipples tightened instantly, still sensitive from the way Rafael had sucked and bitten them until they were red and swollen. Bruises in the shape of fingerprints marked my hips where he had gripped me so possessively while pounding int

I leaned back in the deep leather chair of my private office, the late afternoon light filtering through half-drawn blinds and casting long shadows across the Persian rug. The room smelled faintly of sandalwood and clean linen, a deliberate choice to help clients feel both grounded and safe. My name is Dr. Adrian Hale. For the last six years I have practiced a form of sex therapy that most traditional therapists would never dare. I do not simply talk about intimacy. I create it. I guide my clients through their blocks, fears, and inhibitions by sharing physical connection with them, always with clear consent, strict boundaries, and their complete agency. The body remembers what words alone often cannot reach.The clock on the wall showed three minutes past three when the soft knock came. I stood and opened the door.Lena Caldwell stepped inside. Thirty-two, sharp-featured, with dark hair pinned in a neat chignon and a navy pencil dress that clung to her figure without trying to seduce

"Harder, Dr. Hale. Choke me while you fuck me deeper."Clare's voice came out strained and needy as she knelt on all fours on the wide leather couch. I had my cock buried deep inside her tight, dripping pussy, thrusting in steady, powerful strokes while my right hand wrapped firmly around her slender throat. I tightened my grip just enough to give her that delicious edge of surrender she had begged for earlier in the session, feeling her pulse race wildly under my palm."You are taking me so well," I growled low, driving into her with longer, firmer strokes that made her ass ripple with every impact. "Let the intensity take you. Feel how your body opens when you stop fighting and just surrender."Clare moaned loudly, pushing back against me desperately, her inner walls clenching and fluttering around my shaft. Her pussy was soaked, the wet sounds of our fucking filling the quiet office. I reached underneath her with my free hand and rubbed tight circles over her swollen clit, keeping

We stepped into the bedroom together, the soft glow of the bedside lamps casting warm shadows across the sheets. Morello’s large hand stayed at the small of my back, guiding me with that quiet possessiveness I always craved after a long day. The stress from the office still lingered at the edges of my mind, but it was fading fast under his steady presence.Once we reached the bed, Morello turned me to face him. His brown eyes held mine as he cupped my face with both hands. “You sure you want me to fuck you tonight, caro?” he asked, voice low and rough with want. “Because once I start, I am not rushing. I want to take my time with every inch of you.”I nodded, already feeling heat pool low in my belly. “Yes, tesoro. I need it. I spent the whole day in control, guiding two women through their pleasure, making sure they felt safe and satisfied. Right now I just want to let go and feel you inside me. Deep. Hard. Like only you can give me.”Morello’s smile was slow and heated. He leaned in