บททั้งหมดของ Forbidden Desire: Short Stories : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Tracy's povI catch his gaze across the room, and the air between us turns thick, electric, alive with something we've both been denying for months. He stands by the window, backlit by the fading evening light, his dark eyes fixed on me with an intensity that makes my breath catch. I could feel the heat creeping up my neck, spreading across my chest, settling low in my belly. He doesn't look away, and neither do I. The silence stretches, filled with unspoken words and cravings that have no place in this house, in this life. His jaw tightens, a muscle twitching beneath the stubble, and I watch his hands curl into fists at his sides. He's fighting it—the pull, the need, the wrongness of wanting his brother's wife. I break the silence first, my voice a whisper that cuts through the tension like a blade. "You've been watching me all evening." He steps closer, slow and deliberate, closing the distance until I can smell his cologne, musk and cedar, mixed with something darker. "Can you

Tracy's pov He pulls out of me with a wet sound, his cock still rock hard and throbbing, and spins me around before pushing me down onto the bed. My back hits the mattress hard, and he grabs my ankles, yanking my legs apart wide so my pussy is spread open for him. His fingers probe deep right away, two thick digits shoving into my slick cunt and curling to hit that spot inside me that makes my hips buck up. "Fuck, you're dripping," he growls, pumping his fingers in and out fast, spreading my juices all over. I moan loud, my hands grabbing at the sheets. "More," I whisper, but he doesn't stop, adding a third finger and stretching me open while his thumb rubs my swollen clit. Then he yanks his fingers out and slams his cock into me in one brutal thrust. His hips drive forward fast and hard, pounding my pussy with that same violent rhythm from against the wall. Sweat slicks our skin instantly, his chest sliding over mine as he leans down, his balls slapping against my ass with e

I slammed up into Emily harder, driving my thick cock into her tight pussy with brutal, relentless thrusts that made the leather chair creak and her whole body jolt. Her walls gripped me like a vice, hot and slick, as I fucked her deep in the middle of my office with the door unlocked and the blinds only half-drawn. "Fuck, yes!" Emily cried out, her voice raw and filthy. "Pound that slutty secretary pussy, boss. Fuck me harder, deeper—make it hurt so good. I need your cock ruining me right here on your desk." My hands clamped onto her hips, fingers digging into soft flesh as I yanked her down to meet every savage thrust. I slapped her ass hard, the sharp crack echoing off the walls, leaving a red handprint on her pale skin. "This ass is mine," I growled, spanking her again and again while her pussy clenched and dripped around my shaft. "You're my office whore, Emily. Say it." "I'm your whore," she moaned, nails raking down my chest and clawing at my back through my shirt. "You

I sat behind my heavy oak desk in the study, the door cracked open just enough. "Emma. Lila. Get in here now," I called out, my voice low and commanding.The twins stepped inside, their short skirts barely covering the tops of their thighs. Emma's petite frame moved with quiet obedience, her blonde hair swinging as she glanced at the floor. Lila followed with that bratty sway in her hips, her curvy ass testing the hem of her skirt with every step."Close the door," I said. "Lock it."Lila smirked but obeyed. "What's this about, Dad?""Strip," I ordered, leaning back in my chair. "Both of you. Clothes off. Now."Emma's cheeks flushed but she reached for the buttons of her blouse without hesitation. Her perky tits came into view first, small and firm with hard pink nipples. She pushed the skirt down next, revealing her smooth, shaved pussy and tiny waist. Lila took her time, peeling her top off slowly to show her fuller breasts, then bending to slide her skirt over that big round ass.

Yesss.... Daddy.... Suck me faster... My thighs clamped around his head as the words tore out of me. I was spread wide on our bed, legs hooked over his shoulders, my pussy soaked and throbbing under his mouth. Every flick of his tongue sent sparks shooting through my core, and I ground down harder, chasing that sharp edge of pleasure. He growled against my clit and sucked it between his lips, pulling hard. The wet sounds filled the room—slurping, sucking, his tongue working fast and relentless. I felt his fingers slide through my slick folds, two of them pushing inside without warning, curling deep to rub that spot that made my back arch off the mattress. "Fuck, yes, just like that," I moaned, fingers twisting in his hair. "Don't stop, Daddy. Suck it harder." He obeyed, sealing his mouth tighter around my swollen clit and flicking the tip of his tongue in quick, brutal strokes. His fingers pumped faster, spreading me open, the wet squelch of my pussy growing louder with every thru