Lahat ng Kabanata ng NAUGHTY DESIRES: A COLLECTION OF DARK EROTICA : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Life didn’t feel exciting anymore since I broke up with my ex-boyfriend Theo. Theo was one of the men who made me feel good, the kind that made my legs tremble and made my body react without control. But now that he’s gone, I feel like nothing but a dry pond. I tried hanging out with strangers but I always felt uncomfortable around them. It even got worse when I kept thinking about a guy who grabbed my ass at the bar during my last year in university. I wanted that feeling again. I wanted my ass to be grabbed and my pussy to flood without control, so I joined a sex chat group and I got paired with a mysterious man who didn’t show me his picture. He said he preferred a face-to-face meeting, so I’m here to see him.*********Present day, 6pm. I adjusted my short black gown as I crossed my legs on the chair, waiting for the mysterious man. He had already seen my picture but he couldn’t show me his. “If I knew I couldn’t see his picture, I wouldn’t have sent him mine,” I mumbled under

“Fuck…” I moaned as his lips brushed against mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth and stealing the air from my lungs. My fingers clutched at his shoulders as my legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer.“Fuck, you taste so good,” he murmured against my lips, his voice rough with desire.Before I could catch my breath, he carried me toward the couch. My back hit the cushions softly as he lowered me down. He flipped my dress up impatiently, his eyes dark with hunger.“Fuck… you’re making me hard,” he groaned.His hands slid between my thighs. The sudden contact made my breath hitch as a shiver ran down my spine. My fingers gripped the couch cushions as he rubbed slow circles over me, sending sparks of heat through my body.“Mmm… fuck…” I moaned, my hips lifting slightly into his touch as pleasure spread through me. My body trembled under his hands.He unbuckled his trousers and pulled them down, revealing his thick erection. My breath caught in my throat and my

“Pour me your strongest alcohol.” I said to the bartender as his eyes widened with surprise. My fingers tapped impatiently on the counter while the loud music in the bar thumped against my ears.“You have drank up to five bottles and you want another bottle,” he said.I leaned forward slightly, my head spinning a little from the alcohol already running through my veins.“Do your job and pour me another alcohol,” I said as I passed him the cup.“Did you lose your job or something?” he cut in.A bitter laugh escaped my lips as I ran a hand through my hair.“Course… I found out my fiancee was cheating on me with a hot television host,” I said as he passed the drink.The glass felt cold in my hand as I lifted it.“Uh… I’m sorry,” he said as I gulped down the alcohol.The liquid burned down my throat, making me cough slightly.“Sorry?” I chuckled. My shoulders lifted in a careless shrug. “There’s no need to be sorry. I broke off the engagement. He can have the hot actress, or television ho

A few days had passed since that amazing wild night in Ethan's car, but I just couldn't stop myself from thinking about him. Every single night I lay in bed, my hand slipping between my legs, remembering how his thick cock had filled me and how his warm cum kept rolling down my thigh. No matter how many times I touched myself, it was never enough. My pussy kept staying wet and longing for him all the time. I missed how he called me a needy little slut. I missed the way he kept whispering ditty things in my ear while he fucked me hard. And the neck bite? Arghh… I wanted him so bad. He made me realize how terrible my ex boyfriend was at sex. I stared at the simple black card on my nightstand for what felt like the hundredth time. I finally picked up my phone after hours of hesitation. My heart was beating fast with nervous excitement.I typed the message quickly before I could change my mind.“Come over to my place now. I need you.” I sent it and turned off my phone screen, waiting,

Living under the same roof with Ryan Park was becoming impossible. We weren't blood related. Our parents got married two years ago and just like that, I had a step brother who was tall, muscular and honestly way too good looking for his own good. Ryan was twenty-four, I was twenty-one and we were both stuck in the same house while I finished college and he worked from home.At first I tried to always ignore him. But every time he walked around the house without a shirt and all that sweat from the gym still on his skin, something inside me tightened. My eyes would linger through his body, on his broad shoulders, the way his muscles moved whenever he reached for something, the deep V line that disappeared into his sweatpants… It was becoming harder to pretend I didn’t notice all that.And tonight wasn't different.I came back home late from class and found him in the kitchen, shirtless, drinking water directly from the bottle. His abs flexed as he swallowed. Drops of water ran down h