Semua Bab Behind Closed Doors(Erotica Short Stories): Bab 1 - Bab 9

I make a panicked sound and he releases me, sliding his fingers from my mouth. It feels dirty and wrong and I’m shaking with need. “Yes,” I whisper. “Yes, that’s what I want.”He searches my face. Maybe he thought he’d scare me off with all that, but instead I’m even more turned on. My hands drop to the hem of my dress.“Would you like to see?”He looks around as if realizing where we are for the first time. “Not here.” The kitchen faces the front of the house, and with the lights on, it’s only the maple trees in the front yard that keep the neighbors from seeing us.I hop off the counter and stagger after him on knees that feel like Jelly. Oh my god, is this really happening? Did I really challenge him like that and now he’s called my bluff?Daddy kink is not on my list of things I wanted from Shane, but I can’t deny that every filthy sentence he spills makes the heat in my blood pulse hotter. I want to be bad, to be dirty. I want to forget every bit of the last few days. I expe

Shane keeps thrusting as if he’s got nowhere better to be than balls deep inside me. “I like watching my cock disappear into your pussy. It feels good to be full, doesn’t it, baby girl?” “Yes,” I moan. His voice is pure sin. “Almost like being fucked by two cocks.” He spreads my cheeks and then he’s shifting the plug he had inserted into my ass earlier, easing it in and out of me. “But you don’t get two cocks, my little slut. You get mine, and it will be enough because I’m your fucking Daddy.” I’m writhing on his cock with nowhere to go. “Please fuck my ass. Please.” And then the plug is gone and he’s easing out of me. He presses something to my hand and I blink at the wand vibrator. “Use this when I tell you.” He urges my hips up. “Relax.” “You relax when you’re about to have a giant cock in your ass,” I mutter. He gives my ass a light slap and then he’s spreading lube all over me. I instinctively tense as the feeling of the broad head of his cock. Shane smooths one hand over

I shake my head slowly, sure I’ve heard Shane wrong. “What?” “Tell me this weekend wasn’t the best sex of your life.” He takes a step toward me. “Tell me that you didn’t enjoy every single second you spent with me.” Another step. “Tell me you were lying when you said you loved me.”“Please don’t ruin this,” I whisper. “We still have one day left.” “That’s what I’m saying.” He catches my elbows. “What if we had more than one day?” Shane slowly pulls me closer until I’m pressed against his chest. “Stay. Give us a shot.”“I’ve been single for six days.” “So?” He skates his hand up my back to dig into my hair and urge my head back so he can kiss the long line of my throat. “Stay.”I’m losing ground and losing it fast. Letting this man get his hands on me was a mistake if I wanted to have enough energy to fight what he’s saying. Still, I try. “You can’t possibly want to fuck again. Max just caught us.” “And if he was that torn up about it, he’d still be here yelling at us about it.” F

[Ember] Dexter Smith didn’t just knock the bread roll out of my hand, he made sure his fingers brushed against mine. It was a cold, mocking touch, but it carried a spark of something that sent a jolt of pure heat straight through my chest. "Take it easy on the bread, chubs," he jeered. His voice was deeper than it had been before he left for university, rougher, like sandpaper. "Or you’ll never lose your fucking virginity." His best friend, Xander, snorted into his water, the sound echoing in our quiet, formal dining room. Xander was the lean to Dexter’s muscle, a shark-eyed boy with golden skin and a smile that never quite reached his eyes. They sat across from me like a two-headed monster, two predators sharing a private joke at my expense while my parents remained blissfully unaware. "Dexter, leave your sister alone," my mother, Ingrid, sighed. She didn't even look up from her wine glass. She was a famous actress, and she played the part of the oblivious parent with Oscar-w