All Chapters of Beautiful Sin: Collection Of Relatable Erotic Stories: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Cirila's Point of ViewI stood right at the front of the office , oh no, I meant the company, while I hesitated whether I should go or not. He was the CEO, the CEO of a fucking company.I looked around, staring at the whole environment before I walked in. The staff kept bowing their heads towards me. I stepped into the elevator, and even the elevator knew my iris. I got scared at this point because it was quite creepy, unlike my imagination.Walking towards his office wasn't quite a hurdle because people kept directing me.He welcomed me in while I spotted him in his regular outfit. This time around, he was wearing a blue suit that was tailored so perfectly well."Have a seat, Cirila," he smiled right at me while I returned the smile."Why does the elevator have my iris?" I questioned, but he didn't look at me otherwise."That's because I want you to be my girl." As he kept talking, his fingers kept tapping down towards my chest before I could realize what was going on.His lips grabb

The VIP room was small and dark, lit only by a faint purple light that made Layla’s skin look like glowing silk. She stood in the center of the room, and the three men, Marcus, Jax, and Leocouldn't breathe just looking at her. She was built with incredible curves, her waist tiny and her hips wide and heavy. Her breasts were the best part; they were huge, round, and so heavy they swayed beautifully with every step she took. The skin on her chest was pale and soft, and her nipples were dark and hard, poking out like they were begging to be tasted. She reached back and unhooked her gold bra, letting her heavy breasts fall free, bouncing softly as they were released. The men groaned at the sight of her full, curvy body. Layla walked over to the velvet sofa and climbed right into the middle of them. She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong

My Best Friend is Gay 2I didn't wait for her; I grabbed my phone and walked out of the house in a fury. My mind wasn't in the right position. What was she thinking that she could take advantage of me because I was already broken? I had no idea why.I wanted to call Sophia when I realized I had taken Treasure’s phone instead. We all used the same pouches and the same brands of phones, just different models, and I wondered why I had picked Treasure’s phone in a state of burning fury.I looked at her, ready to explode and tell her what I wanted so badly.I went back into the house, but I looked for her everywhere and I hadn't seen her yet.It was already late, and I decided to continue with my unfinished business since someone had quite disrupted it.I laid on the bed, spreading my thighs wide apart while I inserted a dildo. I whimpered in pleasure, taking a stance to keep fucking myself with one hand.I felt a hand pin me to the bed, as the figure kept dipping the dildo in for me.I wa

"Leo," I said softly. He turned around. When he saw me in the pink dress, his eyes got very dark. He dropped the wood and walked toward me. He didn't say a word. He just looked at me. He looked at the way the dress stuck to my damp skin. He looked at my nipples poking through the thin fabric. "I brought you a drink," I said. I held out the glass. He took the glass, but he didn't look at it. He looked into my eyes. He drank the lemonade fast. I watched his throat move as he swallowed. Some of the cold juice spilled out of the side of his mouth and ran down his chest. It left a wet trail through his chest hair and down over his hard stomach. "Thank you," he said. His voice was very deep. He set the glass down on the grass. He reached out and grabbed my waist. He pulled me against him. His skin was hot from the sun, and mine was cool from the house. It felt amazing to be close to him again. I put my arms around his neck. I could feel his heart beating very fast against my chest. "Y

Kate's POV My best friend’s name is Jack. We have been friends since we were little kids. He is tall, he has kind eyes, and he is very, very strong. He is always there for me. If I am sad, he makes me laugh. If I need help, he is the first person I call. But lately, when I look at him, I don't feel like a "friend" anymore. I feel a fire in my stomach. I want him to hold me. I want him to look at me and see a woman, not just the girl he grew up with.It was a very rainy Tuesday night. The thunder was loud, and the rain was hitting my windows very hard. I was home alone, and I was feeling very lonely. I decided to call Jack."Hey," I said when he picked up. "The storm is very bad. Are you busy?""I’m never too busy for you, Kate," he said. His voice was warm and deep. "I’ll be there in ten minutes."When he arrived, he was soaking wet. His t-shirt was stuck to his chest, and I could see the shape of his hard muscles and his abs underneath. His hair was messy and dripping. He looked so