Lahat ng Kabanata ng Forbidden Desires: A collection of sinful hot stories: Kabanata 341 - Kabanata 350

Chapter 4: I SOB AND BEG WHILE MY FATHER-IN-LAW EDGES ME UNTIL I BREAK AND COME SO HARD I CAN’T STOP SHAKINGThe photo sits between us like a live wire.James doesn’t pull out of me. He stays buried deep, still hard even after coming, while the weight of that message settles over the dark room. Someone walked past the door. Someone knows. Someone is waiting.“We should stop,” I whisper, even as my cunt clenches around him at the thought.“We should,” he agrees. His voice is low and steady. “But you’re still dripping down my cock and you’ve been starving for years. I’m not finished with you yet.”He pulls out slowly. The wet sound is filthy. Cum follows, thick and warm, running down the crack of my ass onto the sheets. I make a soft, broken noise at the emptiness. He looks at the mess he left and something dark and satisfied moves through his expression.“On your stomach. Ass up. Face in the pillow.”I obey. My body feels heavy and oversensitive already. He settles behind me, spreads m

Chapter 2: I LET MY STEPBROTHER BACK ME INTO A WALL AND ALMOST KISS HIM WHILE MY FIANCÉ IS DOWNSTAIRSI barely sleep.Ethan is a heavy, warm presence beside me in the guest bed. He drifts off fast after a quiet “love you” and a soft kiss that should settle me and doesn’t. I lie awake staring at the ceiling, listening to the house settle, listening to the faint sound of a door closing across the hall.Jax’s room.Every time I close my eyes I see the way he looked at me in the kitchen. The tattoos. The height. The same sharp mouth that used to mock me now wrapped around words that felt like hands between my legs. My cunt stays wet for hours. I press my thighs together under the covers and hate how easily my body has already chosen sides.Morning is worse.I come downstairs in an oversized sweater and leggings to find Jax already at the coffee maker, shirtless, sweatpants hanging low on his hips. Black ink covers both arms and climbs over one shoulder onto his chest. He is broader than I

Chapter 4: I TAKE BOTH MY STEPBROTHER AND MY FIANCÉ AND LET THEM FILL ME UNTIL I CAN’T THINKEthan’s voice comes again, closer this time.“Maya? You okay?”Jax is still half on top of me, cock soft and wet against my thigh, his cum leaking out of me onto the sheets. My clothes are scattered across the floor. The hallway light cuts a thin line under the door. My heart is slamming so hard I feel dizzy.Jax doesn’t panic.He looks at me in the dark, eyes steady, and mouths one word.Choose.I could shove him off. Grab my shirt. Pretend I got lost looking for water. Climb back into bed with Ethan and spend the rest of my life being politely fucked by a man who never once made me sob with need.Instead I reach down, wrap my hand around Jax’s cock, and stroke him once. He hardens against my palm almost immediately.“In here,” I call, voice shaky but clear. “I’m in here.”The door opens.Ethan stands in the doorway in his sleep pants, hair messy, blinking against the dark. It takes his eyes

I hate how much I want this. My mouth waters and I lean forward, stretching my lips around the thick head. The taste explodes on my tongue. Salty, masculine, pure Jake. He groans, jerking his hips. “Fuck, that’s it. Knew you’d be good at this.” His fingers tangle roughly in my hair. “Deeper. Choke on it like the desperate slut you are.”I take more, gagging softly as he hits the back of my throat. Tears prick my eyes but I don’t stop. My own cock strains painfully against my shorts, leaking and throbbing with every filthy word he spits. “Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice rough with pleasure. “Team’s golden boy choking on rival cock. Bet your teammates would love to see this.” He rocks his hips, fucking my mouth in slow, controlled thrusts. “Good boy. Just like that. Use that pretty tongue.” Humiliation and lust twist together inside me. I’m better than this. I’m the star. But God, I need him to use me.My hands grip his thick thighs, feeling the muscle flex under my fingers a

I’m Bent Over His Hood Begging for His Cock The parking lot is empty except for his black SUV in the far corner. Tinted windows. No lights on. I walk toward it like a man heading to his own execution. My cock has been hard for hours. I’m wearing loose sweats because anything tighter would show how desperate I am. Jake leans against the hood, arms crossed, watching me approach. That cocky, predatory grin spreads across his face “Strip.” Right here in the open. My hands tremble as I pull my shirt over my head, then shove my sweats down. Cool night air kisses my naked skin. My cock juts out, smaller than his, flushed dark, and leaking steadily. Jake drinks me in. “Look at you. The Star player. The team’s pride and joy. Naked and hard for the guy who hates your guts.” He grabs me, spins me, and bends me over the warm hood. The metal presses against my chest and leaves my ass up and open for him. I hear his belt slide free, then his zipper. A breath later, the blunt, fat head of h