Alle Kapitel von Unholy Desires (EROTICA COLLECTION): Kapitel 51 – Kapitel 59

My heart was hammering so hard I could hear it over the soft music playing from under the pillow. Luca stood there at the edge of the bed, fingers still holding that red ribbon. The way he looked at me felt different now. Not the usual teasing smirk. Something hungrier.“You said you wanted to shut my mouth, right?” he asked again, his voice low and rough.I swallowed. My arms were tangled in the satin, one pinned awkwardly above my head. The ribbons around my thighs kept me from kicking properly. I was sweaty from my run, chest rising and falling fast, and the thin fabric of my tank top and shorts suddenly felt way too revealing.“Luca, come on,” I said, trying to sound annoyed. “This prank is stupid. Untie me before I kick your ass.”He didn’t laugh this time. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed, making the mattress dip. His hand moved slowly, tracing the ribbon that crossed over my stomach. The light touch sent a shiver through me. I told myself it was because the satin was co

Rookie Detective Matt Harlan sat at his desk in the noisy precinct, staring at the thick folder in front of him. His palms were already sweaty. This wasn’t some small-time drug dealer or car thief. This was his first real case, and it felt like diving headfirst into the deep end.The file was all about Scarlett, known on the streets as Outlaw Girl. She was a big deal in the mafia world…a ruthless boss who ran protection rackets, moved serious product, and made rivals disappear without a trace. Matt flipped through the pages. Her photo stared back at him: a gorgeous redhead with long, wavy hair, sharp green eyes, and a body that could stop traffic. Full breasts, curvy hips, and a smirk that said she knew exactly what she was doing to men.“Damn,” Matt muttered under his breath.His partner, Riley Kane, walked up and leaned over his shoulder. Riley was tough and pretty in her own way…short dark hair, athletic build, and eyes that missed nothing. She had been on the force for years and t

The precinct holding area felt even quieter now, like the whole world had gone to sleep except for the two of them. Matt stayed glued to his chair outside the cell, but his body was on fire. His cock still throbbed from Scarlett’s teasing touches through the bars. He tried to focus on the paperwork again, but the words blurred on the page.Scarlett lounged on the thin mattress, watching him with a lazy smile. Her orange jumpsuit was still unzipped low, those full breasts almost spilling out. She looked comfortable, like she owned the place.“Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.”She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock

The cell was still warm, heavy with the musky scent of sweat and cum. Matt froze mid-zip, his half-hard cock twitching against damp fabric as the security door hissed open at the end of the block. Scarlett lay sprawled on the narrow bench, thighs parted lazily, her slick pussy visibly pulsing and leaking pearly threads down the curve of her ass. Her chest rose and fell in slow, satisfied breaths, nipples still tight and flushed.Riley stepped in. Her eyes widened, pupils dilating. Her lips parted on a sharp inhale. She stood rigid for a heartbeat…shoulders tense, fingers flexing at her sides…then her gaze dragged down Scarlett’s glistening body, lingering on the creamy mess between her spread legs. A visible shiver rolled through Riley’s frame.“What the fuck, Matt?” she whispered, voice husky, almost breathless. Her tongue darted out to wet her lower lip.Scarlett’s eyes fluttered open. She didn’t cover herself. Instead she arched her back just enough to make her heavy breasts sway,

Mia spent most of Saturday running errands, while Jamal was at the gym until evening. Rain hammered the windows and thunder rumbled in the distance.Then the power went out.“Shit,” Mia said, laughing a little as the apartment went dark. “Of course this happens now.”Jamal’s deep voice came from the other side of the couch. “You got candles? I’ll grab my phone light.”They fumbled around the together, bumping into each other shoulders in the dark. Mia found a pack of tea lights and a couple of bigger candles from a drawer. Soon the living room was bright enough to see…Mia had already changed into her usual sleep clothes after her shower…an old white tank top that was a little too thin and tiny black shorts that barely covered her ass. Jamal wore nothing but loose gray basketball shorts. His chest and shoulders were still bare from earlier. In the candlelight, his dark skin looked smooth and strong.“Cards?” he suggested, holding up a deck he’d found in a drawer.“Why not,” Mia sai