All Chapters of CARNAL TEMPTATIONS-A collection of 50 steamy stories : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CHAPTER ONESerena Brooks pushed open the door to room 412 in the private recovery ward. Her arms carried the chart tablet and a fresh IV bag. Rain pounded the tall windows without pause. Daniel Vale sat propped up in the large hospital bed. His shoulders stayed tense under the gown. His gray eyes locked on her immediately and stayed there.He looked ready to fight the whole world. “Another nurse,” he said in a rough voice. “I told the last three to fuck off. What makes you think you will last longer?”Serena set the tablet on the side table and faced him directly. “I am Serena. Your night nurse tonight. You can curse at me but I still need your vitals.” She stepped closer and took his wrist. His pulse jumped strong under her fingers. His skin felt hot. She noted the reading while trying to ignore how her own heart rate climbed. Daniel did not pull his arm away. He kept staring at her face then down at her body in the scrubs.Serena leaned over to check the IV line. Her breasts presse

CHAPTER THREESerena froze with Daniel’s thick cock still buried balls-deep in her pulsing cunt. Someone knocked hard on the locked door again. “Nurse Brooks! Power outage is hitting multiple rooms. We need you out here now!”Daniel gripped her hips tighter and gave one last deep thrust, grinding his cock against her cervix. Serena bit down hard on her lip to choke back a moan. She climbed off him fast, his fat shaft sliding out of her dripping hole with a wet pop. Cum and her own juices ran down her thighs as she pulled her scrubs up and straightened her top. Her hands shook while she unlocked the door and slipped out without looking back.The rest of that shift was hell. Serena ran between rooms handling emergencies but her mind stayed on Daniel’s cock stretching her open. Her pussy stayed soaked and sensitive the entire night.The next few days Daniel got stronger. He walked around the private recovery room with only a small limp. He still hit the call button exactly every four hou

CHAPTER FIVESerena finished her shift at 7 a.m. and drove straight home instead of heading to Daniel’s penthouse. She needed time. She wanted to show up as something more than the tired night-shift nurse he had only seen in scrubs. Tonight he will see the real her.She took a long, hot shower, letting the water wash away the hospital smell. She shaved carefully, lotioned her entire body, then stood in front of her closet for almost twenty minutes. She finally chose a tight black dress that hugged every curve — low neckline showing off her full breasts, short hemline that barely covered the top of her thighs. She slipped on matching black lace panties underneath and no bra. She sprayed her favorite perfume on her neck, between her breasts, and on her wrists. She did her makeup slowly — dark eyes, red lips — and left her hair down.By the time she was ready it was almost 9 p.m. She looked at herself in the mirror. This was not the professional nurse anymore. This was a woman who had m

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1.-PROF.MAGARGRET POV-I stood at the front of the lecture hall, my tight white blouse stretched across my heavy tits, the fabric rubbing against my stiff nipples with every breath. My black pencil skirt hugged my wide hips and thick ass like a second skin. At 38, I ran this chemistry class like a fucking dictator. Students sat straight, eyes forward, scared to even breathe wrong. The silence when I spoke was perfect.Except for him.Jack Reynolds lounged in his seat like he owned the damn room. Legs spread wide, one arm draped over the back of the chair, scrolling on his phone without a care. His broad shoulders filled out that hoodie, messy dark hair, and that cocky face that never showed fear. Twenty-one years old and already acting like he could eat me alive.I felt my pussy twitch just looking at him. Annoying as hell.I tapped my ruler hard on the lectern. “Since the rest of you are paying attention,” I said, voice sharp and cold, “who can tell me the product when ethanoyl chlo