All Chapters of LUSTFUL CRAVINGS (A Collection Of Temptation.): Chapter 81 - Chapter 87

Mila's POV My back ached from the long day at work, and all I wanted was to go home and rest.Along the street near my house, I spotted someone leaning against a car, and no, it didn't look like Tony.My brow furrowed as I drew closer until the figure came into view.Tony's girlfriend.She had a cigarette between her lips, exhaling a cloud of smoke with her legs crossed. The moment her eyes met mine, she smirked, flicked the cigarette away, and turned to face me.“Well, look who we have here,” she said, and I swallowed, clutching the side of my dress.“What do you want?” I asked bluntly because I knew she was never here without a reason. Scratch that, I knew she wouldn't come all the way here for nothing.Her eyes traveled over me. “So you're the girl Tony has been fucking?” she asked, making my lips part before snapping shut.“I don't know what you're talking about,” I replied.As I tried to walk past her, her hand caught my wrist, and with one sharp tug, she yanked me backward.I

Mila's POVHe growled and locked my gaze with his. “You’re mine tonight.” His voice came out low and rough, laced with intense hunger.My throat bobbed as I leaned closer to him.I felt his hand glide up my thighs and spread them wide. “I want to feel how wet you are for me,” he added and my pussy dripped with lewd juices.Because I loved comfort, I never wore panties before going to bed which left me bare before him. His icy finger slowly traced toward my entrance.I whimpered as one of his thick fingers slid to my slick folds, teased the entrance of my drenched pussy, and then thrust a finger in.My breath caught instantly as my lips parted. He curled his finger with precision to caress my inner walls while his thumb drew circles on my swollen clits. He remained sensual and deliberate with his moves.My toes curled as my head fell back. A soft moan escaped my lips. “Ahh...fuck!”“That’s it. So damn tight,” he murmured. Then added a second finger, drove them deeper and scissored gen

Travis's POV “Officer, I didn’t do shit! You can’t just cage me here like some criminal!” I barked at the female and male prison guards who dragged me toward the cell. I watched in horror as they locked the cell. The man left, while the woman stood glaring at me. She looked like someone in her late thirties or probably forty, with cropped hair and heavy breasts that the uniform failed to conceal. “I didn’t do shit, the least you could do was get your facts right, bitch!” I snarled, and she yanked the prison door hard. The sharp clang of metal cut through the air.“That’s what a criminal would say. You knew the law about no drinking while driving yet you went ahead, so don’t blame me for your mistake!” she spat, and I burned with the urge to rip her head off as I watched her leave.So what if she was older? Damn me, I was just twenty for fuck’s sake! That doesn't mean I should give her respect when she failed to do the same.Yeah, I smoked weed that night and was high as hel

Travis's POVAfter the meal that I had no choice but to eat in order to survive, I tossed the plate away.I stared at the gross ceiling until the boot sound echoed again.I did not bother to see who it was until the sweet voice swirled into my ear. “Hey, shift your plate closer.” Her voice made me snap my head in her direction.So she came back after all. I sat upright.“Why don’t you come pick it up yourself,” I said. She narrowed her eyes.Trust me, I would not let her go. If I wanted to make things easy for myself in this filthy prison, I needed to make sure I had her wrapped around my finger.She sighed as she opened the prison cell and walked in. I dragged the plate closer as I rose to my feet.She stood a few arms shorter. “Pick it up, asshole.” There she went again, trying to sound stern.My eyes fell on her body. She wore a shirt and a skirt that reached below her knee.“How about you pick it up? My hands are cuffed, remember?” I gestured at my hand.She rolled her eyes, bent