All Chapters of Ravished: An Erotic Collection Of Sin: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

POV: Jessica..Up close, he was even more devastating. How could someone be so fine? I took in a deep breath and inhaled something rich and spicy; he smelled like sin wrapped in a suit.The two women were still tangled together beside him, kissing messily, fingering each other, moaning into each other’s mouths, but he wasn’t paying any attention to them anymore.His hand moved slowly, and I froze as his fingers brushed my thigh, right where my skirt split open. “You’re trembling,” he murmured.His voice was so rough, the kind of sound that should’ve been illegal, the kind that made my pussy clench.“I—I don’t…” My words died in my throat as his fingers slid higher, his thumb slipping further under the fabric of my skirt.“Don’t what?” he asked, lips curving into a smile. “Don’t do this kind of thing?” His thumb drew teasing circles, inching closer to where I was aching. “Or don’t want me to stop?”I should’ve lied. Should’ve played it cool. But the heat of his touch was making me g

POV: Jessica..My heart was still racing from seeing the stunning woman standing there with the stranger smirking at me like they’d done this before.“Come here!” he instructed her, his voice commanding. “She’s ready for you.”Were they talking about me? Ready for what?Before I could fully process what was happening, the woman smiled at me with hungry eyes. She didn’t say a word, but the way her tongue darted out to wet her lower lip said everything. She positioned herself on the couch and settled under me, her eyes fucking me before her mouth.My stomach dropped to the floor. What the fuck? Was I about to ride someone’s face? A woman?She slid between my spread thighs, her hands gripping my ass as she pulled me down toward her face.“Oh fuck…” I gasped.“Spread wider,” he ordered.I obeyed without thinking, parting my thighs until the cool air hit my pussy. The woman beneath me let out a hungry moan, her fingers digging into my hips, pulling me down to her face just enough that her

POV: Amira..For two days, I hid in my room, avoiding both of them, working with my headphones on, eating meals when I knew the kitchen was empty, and only going to the bathroom when I was sure Eva and Aaron weren’t around. I heard them through the door, Eva’s flirty laugh in the mornings, the sound of her door closing late at night. I kept picturing her in those annoying tiny shorts, cuddling Aaron on the couch. It made me feel so nauseous.God, I was a fucking coward.On the evening of the third day, I was sitting on my bed in an old t-shirt and shorts, sketching on my tablet. My hair was a tangled mess, and I hadn’t even bothered with makeup when I heard a knock on my door.“Amira?” Aaron’s deep voice sounded from the other side. “Can I come in?”Shit. I looked like a mess. My heart started racing as I pulled my blanket to hide my thick thighs. “Yeah… It’s open.”He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, wearing a simple navy T-shirt and black joggers. He looked at me f

POV: Lara..I shoved Marcus hard, my palms stinging from the force. My hands shook as I yanked my soaked panties up my thighs. They clung unbearably to my dripping pussy, the fabric sticking to my folds. I could still feel my walls pulsing, throbbing, like they were pissed off from being left hanging. “This never happened,” I hissed, fumbling with the buttons of my blouse with trembling fingers. “Stay the fuck away from me, Marcus. I swear to God—”The elevator dinged open. I didn’t wait for his reply. I practically ran out, thighs slippery, my cheeks on fire, my pussy still aching from his fingers.I spotted Alex’s car at the curb and practically threw myself inside. He leaned over the second I shut the door, kissing my cheeks. “Babe, I was so worried. The power outage had me stressing. Are you okay?”His voice was all worry and warmth, his hazel eyes scanning my face. He looked so… normal. Why did he always have to be sweet? Guilt slammed into me hard. I could still feel Marcus

POV: Lara..He didn’t rush, he acted like we had to whole time in the world. Meanwhile, we were in the damn supply closet in our office, where we could get caught any second from now. He swiped his tongue from my entrance up to my clit, savoring it, letting me feel every stroke. Then he focused on my clit, his lips closed around it, sucking slowly while his tongue rolled circles around the swollen bud. The pleasure built gradually, layer by layer, until my hips started rocking forward in helpless movements, chasing his mouth."You taste so fucking good, like you were made to be eaten out. Spread wider for me, let me get my tongue deeper," he murmured, as he pushed his tongue inside me, fucking in and out in steady thrusts, lapping at my walls while his nose nudged my clit.I tangled my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer, guiding him as he alternated between tonguing my hole and sucking my clit, the sensation making my legs shake as he slid two fingers inside me without w