All Chapters of Midnight Cravings: A Forbidden collection : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Part 2: The Landlord’s Young Tenant

A month later, rent day arrived again.Mia stood nervously at Victor’s front door wearing exactly what he had demanded in his text: a tiny white crop top that barely covered her breasts, no bra, and an extremely short plaid skirt with nothing underneath.She knocked.Victor opened the door wearing only gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips, showing the deep V of his abs and the outline of his already hardening cock.His eyes slowly dragged over her body, lingering on her hard nipples poking through the thin fabric and the way the short skirt barely covered her ass.“On time,” he said, voice rough with approval. “Good girl. Come in.”The moment the door closed, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her against him.“You wore exactly what I told you to,” he growled, sliding his rough hands under her skirt and squeezing her bare ass. “No panties. Such an obedient little tenant.”He walked her backward until her back hit the wall, then dropped to his knees and shoved her skirt up.“S

Part 1: The Stepdaughter’s Secret Boyfriend

Lila had been dating Marcus in secret for three months.He was 24, tall, tattooed, and worked as a mechanic — everything her strict, overprotective stepfather hated.Her stepfather, Damien, was 42 — a former military man turned successful businessman. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features, silver threading through his dark hair, and an intense, commanding presence that made everyone listen when he spoke.Damien had made it very clear: no boyfriends until Lila finished college. Especially not “some grease monkey with tattoos.”But tonight, Marcus had snuck into the house while Damien was supposed to be at a late meeting.They were in Lila’s bedroom, making out heavily on her bed. Marcus had her shirt off and was kissing down her neck, his hand sliding under her skirt.“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he whispered, fingers brushing her soaked panties. “I hate sneaking around like this.”Lila moaned softly, grinding against his hand.“Just a little longer,” she breathed. “He’ll be gone unt

Part 3:The Stepdaughter’s Secret Boyfriend

The next morning, Lila woke up in her own bed, body aching in the most delicious way.Her stepfather, Damien, had fucked her twice more after the first intense round — once bent over her desk, and once in the shower where he pinned her against the tiles and filled her again while the water ran down their bodies.Now, sunlight streamed through the curtains. Her mother was still away on her business trip, and Damien was already up.Lila stretched, feeling the faint soreness between her legs and the sticky remnants of his cum still inside her.She slipped on a tiny silk robe that barely covered her ass and went downstairs.Damien was in the kitchen, shirtless in gray sweatpants, making coffee. The moment he saw her, his eyes darkened with fresh hunger.“Morning,” he said, voice low and rough. “Sleep well?”Lila blushed, walking over to him. “I… barely slept. Someone kept me up most of the night.”Damien set the coffee mug down and pulled her against him, his large hands sliding under her

Part 1: F*cking my Husband’s Best Friend

Sarah had been married to Ryan for two years.Their marriage was comfortable — nice house, good jobs, stable life. But lately, it felt… predictable. Ryan was sweet, but he was often distracted with work and video games, and their sex life had become routine and infrequent.That changed when Ryan’s best friend, Jake, started coming around more often.Jake was 34,Ryan was 30, tall, ruggedly handsome, with a muscular build from years of gym and manual labor, a deep voice, and a confident, teasing personality that always made Sarah blush when he was around.Tonight, Ryan had fallen asleep early on the couch after a few beers.Sarah was in the kitchen cleaning up when Jake walked in to grab another drink from the fridge.He stopped behind her, close enough that she could feel his body heat.“You know,” he said, voice low, “Ryan’s a lucky guy. Beautiful wife, nice house… but he falls asleep while you’re still up looking like this.”Sarah was wearing a thin tank top and tiny sleep shorts. Sh

Part 2: F*cking my Husband’s Best Friend

The next night, Ryan was out at his weekly poker game with the guys. Sarah knew Jake would come over the moment her husband left. She waited in the living room wearing nothing but a sheer black babydoll lingerie set that barely covered her breasts and left her pussy completely exposed. She had even put on the perfume Jake liked. When the doorbell rang, she opened it immediately. Jake stepped inside, eyes darkening the second he saw her. “Fuck, Sarah,” he growled, kicking the door shut and locking it. “You really are trying to kill me.” He didn’t waste a single second. He grabbed her, lifted her up, and carried her straight to the master bedroom — the bed she shared with Ryan. He tossed her onto the marital bed and climbed on top of her, kissing her hungrily while his hands roamed greedily over her body. “Ryan’s bed,” he murmured against her lips, voice thick with lust. “I’m going to fuck his wife in his own bed while he’s playing cards with me tomorrow night.” Sarah

Part 3: F*cking my Husband’s Best Friend

The next poker night arrived.Ryan and his friends (including Jake) were downstairs in the living room, laughing and playing cards. Sarah could hear them from the master bedroom upstairs.She was supposed to be “resting” after a long day.Instead, she was on her hands and knees on the marital bed, completely naked, wearing only the red heels Jake had told her to put on.Jake had slipped upstairs fifteen minutes ago under the excuse of using the bathroom.He locked the bedroom door behind him and immediately dropped his pants.“On the bed, now,” he ordered quietly but firmly.Sarah obeyed, getting on all fours on the same bed she shared with Ryan. Jake climbed behind her, gripped her hips, and slammed his thick cock into her soaked pussy in one rough thrust.“Fuck— still so wet for me,” he groaned, starting to pound her hard from behind. “Your husband is downstairs playing poker with me… and I’m up here balls-deep in his wife.”The risk made everything hotter.Sarah moaned into the pil

Part 1: The Professor and His Best Friend’s Sister

Emma had known Professor Lucas Grant since she was a teenager.He was her older brother’s best friend — 37 now, tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp jawline, dark hair with a hint of silver at the temples, and the kind of quiet, commanding presence that made students sit up straighter in class.Lucas taught advanced literature at the university where Emma had just started her freshman year.She had signed up for his class without thinking much about it.But from the first lecture, the tension was there.Tonight, after a late study session in his office (her brother had asked Lucas to “keep an eye on her”), the rest of the building was empty.Emma was sitting on the edge of his desk in a short plaid skirt and cropped sweater, legs swinging.Lucas leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching her with those intense eyes.“You’re playing a dangerous game, Emma,” he said, voice low. “Coming to my office dressed like that. Sitting on my desk like you belong here.”Emma bit her lip and slow

Part 2: The Professor and His Best Friend’s Sister

The following week, Emma’s older brother, Jake, came to campus for a visit.He was excited to catch up with his best friend Lucas Professor Hawthorne and check on his little sister.Emma sat in the front row of Lucas’s afternoon lecture, wearing a short pleated skirt and a fitted sweater exactly as he had instructed. Underneath, she had no panties, and she could still feel the faint ache and the sticky remnants of Lucas’s cum from their last secret session.Jake sat a few rows behind her, completely unaware.Lucas stood at the front of the lecture hall, delivering his lesson with his usual calm authority. But every time his eyes landed on Emma, they darkened with hunger.Halfway through the lecture, Lucas’s phone buzzed. He glanced at it, then looked straight at Emma.“Miss Bennett,” he said smoothly, “could you stay after class for a moment? I need to discuss your last paper.”Jake gave her a thumbs-up from behind, proud that his best friend was “looking out for her.”The moment the

Part 1: The Flight Attendant and the First-Class Passenger

The red-eye flight from New York to London was nearly empty in first class.Only a handful of passengers remained, most already asleep under their blankets.Elena, 26, had been a flight attendant for three years. She was stunning — long dark hair, full lips, curves that her fitted uniform struggled to contain, and legs that looked endless in her heels.Tonight, her attention kept drifting to the man in seat 2A.Damien Vale, 42, was a powerful hedge fund manager — tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features, salt-and-pepper hair, and an aura of quiet dominance. He had been watching her since boarding.As the cabin lights dimmed for the overnight flight, Elena brought him his requested whiskey.When she leaned over to place the glass on his table, he spoke in a low, commanding voice that only she could hear.“You’ve been looking at me all night, Elena.”She froze, cheeks flushing.“Sir… I was just making sure you were comfortable.”Damien’s eyes slowly dragged over her body — the way he

Part 2: The Flight Attendant and the First-Class Passenger

The return flight from London to New York was even quieter in first class.Only four passengers remained, all asleep under their blankets.Elena had spent the entire layover in London thinking about Damien Vale. Her body still remembered every thrust, every mark he’d left on her skin.This time, she was prepared.She wore the same fitted uniform, but underneath she had on a tiny black lace thong and a matching bra that pushed her full breasts up invitingly. In her pocket was a small bottle of lube and a discreet vibrating plug she had bought just for this flight.Damien was in the same seat — 2A — looking every bit the powerful man he was. The moment their eyes met during boarding, the heat between them ignited again.As the plane reached cruising altitude and the cabin lights dimmed, Elena made her move.She approached his seat with a professional smile, but her voice was low and teasing.“Mr. Vale, would you like me to check if the lavatory in first class is available for your… comf

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