All Chapters of Dirty Forbidden Confessions: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

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FILLED BY HIS SEED (1)

I'd been chasing this feeling for years, always wanting more, never quite satisfied with what any lover could give me no matter how hard they tried or how much they wanted to please me.Regular sex left me wanting something deeper, something more intense. Two fingers felt like nothing at all, barely registering as penetration.Even the largest toys in my extensive collection, the ones that made my eyes water when I first bought them, only scratched the surface of the itch I couldn't seem to reach no matter how hard I tried.I craved fullness, stretching, the overwhelming sensation of being completely and utterly filled beyond what should be physically possible.That's how I found myself at Dominic's door on a rainy Tuesday night, my heart pounding with equal parts nervousness and anticipation.We'd been talking online for months, in private forums dedicated to the kind of pleasure I craved, exchanging messages that grew increasingly intimate as we discovered how perfectly aligned our

FILLED BY HIS SEED (2)

He reached for the lubricant, coating his fingers liberally with the slick substance while I watched with hungry anticipation, my pussy still twitching from my recent orgasm but already craving more.When he returned to my pussy, three fingers slid in easily, my body already opened and eager from my first orgasm."That's it," he encouraged, pumping slowly in and out. "You take my fingers so beautifully, Nadia.Can you feel yourself stretching around me?Feel how much your body wants this, how much it's been waiting for this moment?" I could feel it, every sensation magnified by the anticipation.The delicious pressure, the fullness that was finally beginning to approach what I'd always craved.But I knew with certainty it was only the beginning, and the anticipation of what was to come made me even wetter, my arousal dripping down his wrist.He added a fourth finger, tucking them together, and I moaned loudly at the increased stretch.This was already more than I'd ever taken from a p

FILLED BY HIS SEED (3)

Dominic kept his hand inside me as he repositioned us both, helping me onto my hands and knees while maintaining that exquisite fullness that I never wanted to end for as long as I lived.From this new angle, the sensation changed completely, his hand pressing against different spots inside me, making me moan and push back against him instinctively, desperate for more of the incredible feeling."You're absolutely incredible," he said, his free hand stroking down my spine soothingly."The way your body opens for me, the way you take everything I give you without hesitation.I've never seen anything so beautiful in all my years of doing this.You were truly made for this kind of pleasure, Nadia." He began to fuck me with his hand in earnest now, slow but deep strokes that had me gasping with every single movement.The wet sounds of lubricant and my own arousal filled the room, obscene and perfect, evidence of how thoroughly he was using my willing body."More," I begged, because even wi

THE BORROWER (1)

I told myself I'd put it back before Wren got home from her shift.That was the deal I made every single time.Sneak into her room, take the toy from the drawer in her nightstand, use it in the shower where the water would wash away the evidence, then clean it and return it to the exact spot before she walked through the door at eleven.I had the timing down to a science by now.Three months of borrowing, and she'd never once suspected.Except tonight my whole plan fell apart, because I was lying on my own bed with her toy still buzzing against me when the front door opened two hours early.I'd gotten cocky, was the truth of it.After three months without a single close call, I'd stopped using the shower and started using my own bed, her toy and her pillow both, telling myself she'd never know the difference.The bar where she usually picked up Friday shifts must have sent her home early.I hadn't heard the cab.I hadn't heard the stairs.I hadn't heard anything over the sound of my o

THE BORROWER (2)

I pulled the blanket down with hands that wouldn't stay still and let it fall away from me completely.Wren took her time looking.Her eyes moved over my bare legs, my pushed-up top, the shorts still hooked around my ankle, and I had never in my life felt so seen and so wanted at the same moment.I'd fantasized about this, the version of this where she finally looked at me like this, more times than I'd admit.In every version I'd been nervous.In none of them had I felt this particular thrill of being caught and wanted anyway, the shame turning into something hot and welcome under her steady gaze."Take the top off too," she said."All of it. If you're going to show me, show me everything."I sat up and dragged my tank over my head, then kicked the shorts the rest of the way off my ankle, and then I was bare on top of my own sheets with my roommate watching from the foot of the bed.The air felt cool against my heated skin.Her gaze settled on my chest and stayed there long enough th

THE BORROWER (3)

Wren stood up only long enough to strip out of her work clothes, and then she was bare too, settling over me on the narrow bed.The first press of her skin against mine pulled a sigh out of both of us.She was all warm weight and soft curves, her thigh sliding between my legs, her breasts brushing against mine as she lowered herself down.I'd imagined this so many times that the reality of it made my eyes sting.The imagined version had never gotten the details right, the exact warmth of her, the small catch in her breath, the way she fit against me like the apartment had been arranging us toward this from the day we moved in."You're really here," I whispered, my hands coming up to map the smooth plane of her back."I'm here."She kissed me then, finally, her mouth soft and searching and then not soft at all."We should have done this months ago. You hid it well, but not well enough."She kissed her way down my throat, my collarbone, the swell of each breast, pausing to draw a nipple

CELLMATES (1)

They put me in their cell on a Tuesday, and by lights-out I understood the whole block belonged to the two men I'd be sleeping beside.Dimitri ran the east wing the way a king runs a small country, quiet and total, and nobody moved against him because the one time someone tried, Cole made sure they spent a month in the infirmary.That was the story I'd heard in intake, anyway.What nobody mentioned was that the two of them shared more than a cell and a reputation.I figured that part out within an hour of the door clanging shut behind me, watching the easy way Cole's hand settled on the back of Dimitri's neck, the way Dimitri leaned into it without thinking.I was the new transfer.A woman dropped into a co-ed wing that the administration swore was safe and everyone inside knew was anything but.And the two men whose cell I'd been assigned to were watching me from across the narrow room like they were deciding something."You're not scared," Dimitri said.It wasn't a question.His acc

CELLMATES (2)

Dimitri kissed like he did everything, with total focus and no wasted motion, his hand at my throat holding me right where he wanted me.His mouth moved over mine, patient and certain, his tongue parting my lips and stroking deep until I made a sound against him and grabbed the front of his shirt.He tasted clean and warm.The scarred hand at my throat slid back into my hair, tilting my head, taking the kiss deeper, and I felt him smile against my mouth when I whimpered.Behind me, the bunk dipped.Cole settled at my back, his hands coming to my shoulders, his lips finding the curve of my neck where it met my shoulder.He kissed differently than Dimitri, slower, teasing, his teeth grazing my skin while his partner took my mouth."Look at you," Cole breathed against my throat."Falling apart already and we've barely started. Dima, she's perfect.""I know," Dimitri said against my lips.He pulled back just enough to look at me, his eyes nearly black in the low light filtering through th

CELLMATES (3)

Dimitri rose up onto the bunk, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, and the look in his eyes made my still-trembling body clench all over again."My turn," Cole said behind me, easing me forward off his chest so he could strip out of his own clothes.I turned to watch him, and the sight of him bare, all lean muscle and old ink, made my mouth go dry.Dimitri was broader, harder, scarred in more places.Together they were almost too much to look at."On your hands and knees," Dimitri said, his voice rough."Face him. I want to watch you take him while I get you ready for me."I moved into position on the narrow bunk, the thin mattress dipping under three sets of knees, and the strangeness of where we were only sharpened everything.The cold concrete walls.The bars throwing their shadow across us.The low murmur of the block beyond, hundreds of men and a handful of women all shut into their own night, none of them knowing what was unfolding in this one cell.It should have felt s

CELLMATES (4)

For a moment none of us moved, the three of us locked together, my body stretched full and trembling between them while I adjusted to the impossible fullness."Breathe," Dimitri said against my throat, his hands stroking my sides, gentling me."We have you. Breathe, and then we move. You are doing so well."I breathed.And then they moved, and the world went white at the edges.They found a rhythm between them, one drawing back as the other pushed forward, never leaving me empty, two men working me with a coordination that came from knowing each other's bodies as well as their own.I was nothing but sensation, pinned safe and full between them, every nerve singing the same high note.Cole's chest was hot against my back.Dimitri's mouth worked my throat.Their hands were everywhere.It went on longer than I could track.Time came apart in there, measured only in the slide and return of two bodies, in the praise poured into both my ears, in the way they traded a glance over my shoulder

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