Lahat ng Kabanata ng Built For Sin: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 18

ELIJAH He grabbed the restraints that where there to lock my wrists together in front of me before he simply tied them to the headboard and then he spread my legs wide and secured both of my ankles to the corners of the bed so I could not move. Then, he tied a thick blindfold over my eyes and everywhere immediately became dark. My body was face down in the bed in that position, waiting for whatever thing he now had in store for me. I heard him move behind me until his hands came to grip my hips. "Arch your back well for me boy," he said. “If you want this cock.” I did as he told me. Then, the head of his thick cock was being pressed against my hole just before he pushed inside of my depth with one hard thrust that allowed him to completely fill my pulsing hole. "Fuck! You're so big," I cried out. “Yes,” he groaned. “And it's your fault that I'm this hard and engorged.” He didn't wait a moment after that and started pounding me hard. And his hips slammed against my so

BLAKE "Mr. Blake, please wait—" he started to say, stumbling a little as he walked. "Move," I growled, not letting go, my grip staying firm on his arms—tight, but definitely not enough to bruise. Yet. He dawdled at the door, his eyes going wide when I yanked him in and shut it behind both of us with a hard slam. The lock clicked shut and we were now standing close to each other in the dim light, just us, staring hard. His breath was coming fast. Mine was ragged with both the hot anger surging through my veins and the raw desire I felt burning beneath. My eyes dragged down his body. Those baggy clothes of his pissed me off the most today, and I needed to just grab it, rip it off his body, in order to see exactly what he was hiding beneath. "What the hell was that?" I demanded, stepping closer to him until his back hit the wall hard. "Chatting him up like that? Smiling at him, huh?" Aiden blinked. He looked confused. "Sir,” he started. “It was just work ta

AIDEN I could not focus on work. After my encounter with Blake in his office, my body was in fire. But I refused to acknowledge what I was feeling, what he did to my body. I was not gay. I could never be. But, my cock was saying otherwise, hard in my pants, underneath my desk. It had been like that since I had been cornered on the wall by Blake. Thanks for my baggy clothes, and tight underwear, he hadn't noticed the thick bulge sitting in my pants. And I was grateful that he had not seen it. He would have never let me go. I had told him to his face that I was not gay, but my cock was still saying a different story about an hour later. No matter what I did, it would not go down, hungry, for him, Blake. I let out a soft sigh. Would this get any better? Would everything? The reason I wore these clothes was because I didn't want attention, the attention my body brought. Not to brag, but I had a banging body, one that some men and even women would sell their soul to have. I

AIDEN My lips burned from the deep kiss when Blake finally pulled back and let me come up for greedy gulps of air. And I stared at Blake, heart pounding so hard against my ribcage that it felt like it would even break out of my chest. “My pretty gay secretary,” he said, running his tongue lazily around my bottom lips when he kissed me again. And I stiffened instantly, my cock rock hard inside of my underwear. But this small pause, the words from his mouth, and the air that I had just gulped hit something inside of me, and I recalled that I wasn't supposed to be doing this with him, with anyone. His teeth sank into the flesh of my lips with a tenderness that alarmed me. I pushed at his chest with both hands in order to try and get some space. And it didn't work all the way. His body did not budge, not in the limited cubicle space. “What?” He asked, brows raised. “You were begging me to touch you just now, weren't you, Aiden?” He added. Shame caused both of my chee