《Filthy Surrender: The Forbidden Files 》全部章節：第 41 章 - 第 50 章

Chapter Four - Fucking my Best Friend since Dad fucked her. Harry's POV I rubbed fast, tight circles that made Alicia gasp and buck against me. “More”. She gasped, “I mean to stop. Please…fuck! More…”. I chuckled again and then slipped two fingers inside, curling them to press against her front wall while my thumb continued to assault her clit. “You're just a fucking slut and I never knew it”. “Mmmm…”. She just moaned, hand fondling her own breasts. “Your dripping and coating my fingers”, I murmured, my voice thick with lust. “Let me taste you”. I withdrew my fingers and licked the juices off then squatted behind her, I spread her butt cheeks using both hands and then I lowered my head, tongue dragging slowly from her entrance up to her clit. “Tssssss.. Harry, ohhhhh fuck! Please don't… Please Stop….Don't stop”. Her hand kept trying so desperately to push my hands away but I was stronger and I continued lapping at her juices with eager hungry strokes. She cried o

Chapter One – Seline's POV I wanted to get fucked. That was the only way I could, one; Get back at my boyfriend…well, ex boyfriend for cheating and ... Two; Get over him by getting under another man. Those are the rule ladies, I didn't make them. I had been nursing a whiskey neat at the bar of Velvet Vault for the better part of an hour, taking slow sips while the low hum of conversations and the clinking of glasses flowed alongside the music. I took another sip, the burn spreading through my chest as I watched the crowd sway under the pulsing lights. My eyes met with a man who was leaning against the mahogany bar across the room. His dark hair was damp at his temples and a smirk was playing on his lips as he nursed a glass of amber liquid. I almost tore my eyes away but the recollection of why I was there urged me on. His gaze was sharp and I could've sworn I saw hunger there. Finally, I peeled my eyes away, taking a sip of my whiskey already feeling how tipsy I was beco

Chapter Three – Seline's POV It had been three days since I had a one night stand with Julian. Truth was, I couldn't get him nor his cock out of my head. The events of the previous night were replayed in my mind like a looped p**n clip. It replayed Julian's rough hands, his filthy talk, his huge cock and the way he had made me come undone in that hotel room. I could still feel the phantom press of his fingers and cock inside my pussy, and his hoarse voice whispering dirty talk in my ear. I shook my head, trying to dispel both the thoughts and the heat pooling low in my belly. The thoughts had been at this since that night and the only thing I had resorted to was to masturbate while imagining it was him. I shook my head again and fumbled with the key to my apartment as I tried to steady my breathing. I pushed the door open and walked in, dropping my bag onto the small table by the entrance. I leaned against the door, eyes closed, willing myself to think of anything but the mem

Chapter Two — Placing my pussy on a bet. Lena's POV “Dean!. Dean!!. Dean!!!”. The crowd roared outside the paddock fence. It was so loud that it hammered against the thin walls of my brother's trailer And no, I wasn't even exaggerating. I could even feel the vibrations through the soles of my bare feet. I stood in the narrow corridor between the bunk beds and the small kitchenette with my arms crossed over my chest, trying to look casual while my heart hammered against my ribs. Dean had won Leon in the race. Now what? I had told him to do what the heck he wanted. What the hell was I thinking? Just then, the trailer door swung open with a hiss of pressurised air, and I spun around, eyes meeting those of Dean's as he stepped inside, his racing jacket still damp from the pit lane sweat. I uncrossed my arms unconsciously, taking a small step back as my chest rose and fell rapidly. He closed the door softly, the latch clicking in place. “Lena”, he called, his voice low enough

Chapter Two —Wendy's POV “Hey!”.Silence.“Wendy?”.My eyes fluttered open, squinting a little to adjust to the light before I sat upright instantly, taping my hand on the table in frantic search of my glasses.I picked it up and put it on, everything becoming clear but I looked to the side to find Jax standing over me, with a raised brow.“Hey”, His voice rumbled low. “We were supposed to have a tutoring session. You fell asleep again”.I blinked, raising my glasses to wipe the corners of my eyes. My heart hammered against my ribs, a mixture of embarrassment and the lingering heat of the dream where his lips had traced slow circles over my skin.“I…I'm sorry”, I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I lost track of time”.He leaned in, his forearm resting against the back of the chair I was seating on. I stiffened, the scent of his cologne, filling my nostrils.“No wor