บททั้งหมดของ Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections): บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Sophie’s mouth was pure sin. She kissed me like she’d been starving for this more than even I had, her tongue sliding against mine, soft little moans vibrating into my mouth while she rocked her bare tits against my chest. Her hard nipples dragged across my shirt and I groaned, grabbing two handfuls of her perfect ass and pulling her harder onto my lap. “Fuck, Sophie…” I breathed against her lips. “We can’t do this. Mike would kill me.” She smiled into the kiss, looking straight at my eyes. “Then stop me, Jake,” she whispered, grinding her hot pussy against the massive bulge in my jeans. “Tell me to put my shirt back on and go to bed like a good girl.” But I said nothing, I'm not sure I could. Instead I slid my hands up her bare back and cupped her tits, squeezing them, thumbs brushing her stiff nipples. She whimpered and arched into my touch. “God, they’re even better than I imagined,” I muttered, voice rough. I leaned down and sucked one hard pink nipple into my mou

Morning light filtered through the blinds of Mike’s bedroom. I woke up with Sophie’s naked body curled against mine, her leg thrown over my thigh, my dried cum still sticky between her legs from last night. Guilt hit my mind like it was hammering literally on my head *What the fuck did I do?* This was my best friend’s little sister and I’d fucked her raw in his own bed while he was three hours away. And now… I was hard again. Sophie stirred, blinking up at me with that same wicked, innocent smile. “Morning, Jake,” she whispered, reaching down to wrap her fingers around my morning wood. Squeezing on it “Still thinking about how me?” Before I could answer, she straddled me, guiding my cock back into her cum-soaked pussy with a soft, wet sound. “Good. I want you to feel guilty while you fuck me one last time.” She started riding me slow and deep,her tits bouncing gently. “My brother’s going to be home in a couple hours. We have time for one more round… but I want it in his be

The master bedroom felt smaller than I remembered. The king bed took up most of the room, piled high with every blanket Tyler could find, the fireplace in the corner crackling steadily now that he’d fed it fresh logs. The power was still out, and the blizzard howling against the windows like it was going to break it, but the fire kept the worst of the cold at bay. I stood there in my oversized t-shirt and sleep shorts, arms wrapped around myself, trying not to stare at Tyler as he stripped off his hoodie and tossed it onto the chair. He kept the gray sweatpants on,thank God, or maybe not..then climbed onto the far side of the bed fully clothed, just like me.We lay there under the covers, quiet as hell, the mattress dipping between us. At least two feet of space separated our bodies. The silence stretched, awkward,, broken only by the wind and the soft pop of the fire.Tyler shifted, the sheets rustling. “This is weird, right?” he said, voice low and teasing. “Sharing a bed with your

The dusty old box hit the bed with a heavy thud, and Tyler’s face impression was pure evil. “We’re not leaving this cabin until I’ve used every single one of these on you,” he’d said. He meant it. For the next six days the blizzard kept the world locked outside while we destroyed each other inside. It sound almost cinematic, are we in a movie?😅 The sex became a nonstop, depraved routine. No rules., no shame. just us, and our raw, filthy need locked away from the rest of the world to interrupt. Day one started right there on the king bed. Tyler handcuffed my wrists behind my back with the padded cuffs from the box, then shoved a thick vibrating plug up my ass while he made me ride his face. I came screaming, my pussy grinding against his tongue as he tongue-fucked me and the toy buzzing mercilessly until I squirted all over his chin. He flipped me, lubed his cock, and fucked my ass for the first time, penetrating in slowly at first, then brutal slapping my cheeks red while growling,

“We can’t,” Nancy whispered, her voice trembling and barely audible. “We can,” I replied back, my hand already sliding down her stomach and slipping straight into her panties. My fingers found her pussy instantly -- hot, smooth, and obviously soaking wet. The moment I touched her soaked clit, she gasped loudly, her whole body jerking against me. “Henry… please…stop” she breathed, but her hips twitched forward, pressing her wet folds against my fingers. I rubbed her clit in slow circles, feeling how slippery she was. “You’re dripping, Nancy. Don’t lie and say you don’t want this.” She tried to pull away, twisting her body and tried to escape toward the door. “I have to go-” I was faster. I lunged past her and slammed the door shut, turning the lock with a loud click. Then I dangled the key in front of her face, smirking. Nancy’s eyes widened in panic. “Henry… what are you doing?” I stepped closer, backing her against the wall. “What do you want?” she asked, her brea