Shades Of Secret Wants のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 191 - チャプター 200

The warm pool water lapped against their bodies as Kai pressed Aria harder against the smooth edge. His fingers were still buried deep inside her, moving slowly, curling against that sensitive spot that made her tremble. The water made everything feel slicker, hotter. Every thrust of his fingers created soft, wet sounds that mixed with the gentle splash of the waves.Aria’s breath came in short, shaky gasps. “Kai… we can’t,” she whispered, but her hips rolled forward, pushing his fingers deeper. “David is right there in the villa. If anyone sees us…”Kai’s mouth was on her neck, sucking and biting gently, leaving marks she would have to hide tomorrow. “Then you better stay quiet,” he murmured against her skin, his voice low and rough. “But your pussy is gripping my fingers so tight. You’re dripping even in the water. You want this as much as I do.”He added a third finger, stretching her further. Aria bit her lip hard to stop from moaning too loudly. The feeling was intense, the cool

The morning sun was warm on Aria’s skin as she stepped out of the villa. She had barely slept. Every time she moved in bed beside David, she felt the sticky reminder of Kai’s cum still inside her from the night before. It had leaked out during the night, leaving her thighs slightly tacky and her pussy tender.She told David she was going for a walk on the beach. He kissed her forehead sleepily and went back to bed. Aria’s heart raced as she walked toward the private cove. She knew Kai would be there.He was waiting near the rocks, shirtless, wearing only swim shorts. His tattoos looked even darker in the bright sunlight. The moment their eyes met, the air between them thickened.“You came,” Kai said, his voice low. He stepped closer, eyes moving over her body. She was wearing a light sundress with nothing underneath.“I shouldn’t have,” Aria whispered, but she didn’t move away. “David is right there in the villa. If he wakes up and looks for me…”Kai pulled her behind the rocks, out o

The next morning, the family decided to take the big private boat out for a day on the water. David was so excited, he was laughing with his cousins as they loaded coolers and snacks. Aria smiled and helped carry somethingsq, but her mind was somewhere else. Every step made her aware of the slight soreness between her legs and the faint sticky feeling that refused to go away completely.Kai was already on the boat, helping his father with the ropes. When their eyes met, he gave her a small, secret smile. That look alone made her stomach flip and her pussy throb.The boat left the dock and headed towards a quiet bay. The wind felt good as it blew through her hair. David sat next to her, holding her hand. “This is perfect, isn’t it, babe?” he said happily.“Yeah,” Aria replied, forcing a smile. “So perfect.”But under the wide bench seat, Kai’s foot found her leg again. This time he was even bolder. His toes slowly slid up her thigh, pushing under the hem of her short sundress. Aria’s b

Goodness woke up the next morning with Jordan’s dried cum still sticky between her thighs. She had barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she felt his thick cock stretching her married pussy and heard his dirty words. Her body ached in the best way, but shame burned in her chest. Mark had called late last night from his hotel in Singapore, talking about his meetings and how much he missed her. She had answered with a sweet voice while Jordan’s load still leaked out of her.She stood in front of the mirror, touching the dark hickey on her neck. Makeup would hide it, but she could not hide how wet she already felt again. “What am I doing?” she whispered. But her pussy throbbed at the thought of today’s 10 AM board meeting.At the office, she wore a tight white blouse that showed the shape of her full breasts and a black pencil skirt that hugged her round ass. No panties, Jordan had texted her that morning: *No panties today, whore. Keep my cum inside you.*Jordan called her into

Goodness stood in front of her mirror that evening, adjusting the short black cocktail dress Jordan had sent to her apartment. It clung to every curve in the right way, the neckline was low enough to show the tops of her breasts. She wore no bra, and no panties again. Her body still ached from the limo ride the night before. She was sore in the best and worst ways. Mark had texted her earlier, excited about a video call after his dinner meeting. She felt a sharp twist of guilt, but it only made her pussy wetter.Jordan’s car picked her up at eight. In the backseat, he slid his hand up her thigh immediately.“You look like a proper slut tonight,” he murmured, fingers brushing her bare pussy. “Ready to entertain my clients?”She shivered. “How many?”“Two tonight. Viktor, you already met him. And Mr. Lang. He's a big investor from New York. Behave, and I might let you cum as much as you want.”The private dining room at the upscale rooftop restaurant was elegant and secluded. The lights