Lahat ng Kabanata ng BEG FOR IT : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Chapter 2: Deeper Into the Dare Riley PovMy legs were still trembling, my freshly-fucked pussy clenching around nothing as Alex slowly pulled out. Thick ropes of his cum leaked from me, running down my thighs in warm, sticky trails and dripping onto the marble floor. I stayed bent over his desk, ass red from his spanking, blouse open, skirt bunched around my waist like a used office whore. And I loved every second of it.“Truth or Dare, Riley,” he growled low in my ear, his breath hot against my neck. His fingers traced the fresh welts on my ass.I could barely speak. “Dare… Sir.”His dark chuckle sent fresh heat flooding between my legs. He stepped back, admiring the mess he’d made of me. “Turn around. Sit on the edge of the desk, spread your legs wide, and show me that cum-dripping pussy. Then masturbate for me again. Tell me every filthy thing you want me to do to you next. Edge yourself hard—but do not come until I allow it.”My face burned with humiliation and lust as I obeye

Riley PovI was still floating in that warm, hazy afterglow, curled naked against Alex’s chest on the big leather couch. His suit jacket draped over me, his strong arms holding me close while he stroked my hair and whispered praise. My ass and pussy ached deliciously, both holes leaking his cum. For a few peaceful minutes, he was gentle—the perfect aftercare.But the hunger never really left his eyes.“Feeling recovered, baby?” he asked, tilting my chin up to kiss me slowly and deep.I nodded, already feeling fresh heat building between my legs. “Yes, Sir.”“Good. Truth or Dare.”“Dare,” I whispered against his lips.His smile turned wicked. “I dare you to ride me first—slow and deep while I suck those pretty tits. Then I’m taking control. Every position I want. No safeword unless you really need it.”My pussy clenched at the promise. He sat back on the couch, legs spread, thick cock already hard again and glistening. I straddled him eagerly, knees on either side of his hips. I lowe

Book 2 Steam & Sin Jordan Pov The air in the private Elysium sauna was thick, heavy, and scorching. Steam rolled around me like a living thing as I sat on the top wooden bench, my towel barely draped over my lap. Sweat poured down my muscular chest, abs, and thighs. My heart was already racing, and it wasn’t just from the heat. Across from me sat Taylor Brooks — 27, my biggest rival at the gym, with that boyish charm, lean-toned body, and cocky grin that always pissed me off… and secretly turned me on. We had come here after a brutal late-night training session to “relax and unwind.” A bottle of expensive whiskey had loosened our tongues, and somehow we ended up playing Truth or Dare. “Truth or Dare, Jordan?” Taylor asked, his voice low and already thick with something dangerous. I swallowed hard, feeling my cock twitch under the thin towel. “Dare.” His eyes lit up with dark hunger. “Drop the towel. Wrap your hand around that cock and stroke yourself slowly while you tell

Jordan povMy body was spent but still buzzing as I lay against Taylor’s chest on the bench. His cum coated my throat and leaked from my ass. Gentle fingers stroked my back, but I could feel his cock twitching against me — already recovering.“Truth or Dare,” he whispered against my ear.“Dare,” I answered, voice hoarse.His tone turned dark again. “I dare you to ride me reverse cowgirl while I tie your hands and choke you. Then I’ll take full control and use you in every position until you’re begging for my load again.”He sat back on the bench. I straddled him reverse, lowering myself onto his thick cock. The stretch made me moan loudly. He grabbed my wrists and tied them tightly behind my back again. One hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to make my head spin while the other slapped my ass.“Ride,” he commanded.I bounced on his cock, ass slapping against his thighs. The choke and the deep angle hitting my prostate made me see stars. He edged my cock with his free

Book 3: Silken Whispers Riley PovThe soft lighting in the private suite felt different tonight — warmer, more intimate, with silk scarves draped over the furniture and the faint scent of jasmine in the air. I stood in the center of the room, heart racing, wearing nothing but a short silk robe that barely covered my ass. My nipples were already hard against the fabric.Sam Torres leaned against the doorframe, watching me with that commanding, seductive smile. Thirty years old, athletic build, long black hair cascading over her shoulders, and an aura of dominance that made my knees weak. She was the manager of Elysium and had invited me here after hearing about my night with Alex.“Truth or Dare, Riley?” she asked, her voice low and velvety.I swallowed. “Dare.”Her eyes sparkled. “Take off the robe. Sit on the edge of the bed, spread your legs wide, and masturbate for me. Describe every fantasy you’ve had about women — about me — while you edge yourself. Do not come until I say so.”