All Chapters of Forbidden fruits of Eden: A collection of forbidden desires : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I froze, impaled deep on Zach’s thick cock, my pussy still fluttering around him.“W-what are you talking about?” I whispered, voice shaking.Zach’s eyes gleamed with dark satisfaction. He gripped my hips tighter and thrust up hard once, making me gasp.“Did you two really think I was stupid enough to fall for that?” he growled. “You really believed I wouldn’t recognize my own girlfriend? These big, perfect tits gave you away immediately, Rina. I’ve been staring at them for months. I knew it was you the second you walked up to me.”My face burned with humiliation.“Zach… this isn’t what you think,” I stammered. “I didn’t mean for it to go this far. I was just trying to—”He cut me off with a brutal upward thrust, burying himself to the hilt.“You’re going to pay for trying to trick me, you little slut,” he snarled, starting to fuck me hard from below, yanking me down onto his cock with every savage stroke.“Oh fuckk…Zach!” I cried out, my tits bouncing wildly.He reached between us an

The next few days blurred into a haze of guilt and raw, addictive pleasure.I avoided Tess like the plague, answering her texts with short replies and making excuses not to meet. Meanwhile, I was at Zach’s apartment almost every day. He fucked me on every surface from the kitchen counter, the couch, the shower, even to the living room floor. I was completely addicted to his cock, to the way he used me roughly and filled me with cum.One evening, after Zach had just finished fucking me senseless on his bed, I finally worked up the courage.I was still naked and leaking his cum when I grabbed my phone and called Tess.The moment she picked up, my voice cracked.“Tess… I’m so sorry.”“What’s wrong?” she asked, sounding concerned.I told her everything. The party. How Zach knew it was me from the beginning. How we left together. How I ended up in his bed… and how I kept coming back.The line went completely silent.Then the call ended.I stared at my phone, heart sinking. She hates me.Za

The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as I stepped into the cold interrogation room. The door locked behind me with a final, metallic click. I smoothed down my crisp white blouse and black pencil skirt, clutching the case file like a shield.Detective Elena Voss…that's me. Sharp, professional, and feared by half the criminals in this city. I wasn’t about to let some tattooed man rattle me.He was already seated at the metal table, wrists cuffed in front of him. Even in handcuffs, he looked dangerously relaxed and sat like he owned the place with his legs spread wide, broad shoulders filling out his black t-shirt, dark ink snaking up his muscular forearms and neck. His icy blue eyes tracked me from the moment I entered, like a predator.I sat down across from him, opened the file, and kept my voice crisp and professional.“Jax Ryder. Thirty-two. Leader of the Iron Vipers. You’re looking at serious charges — aggravated assault, and the disappearance of three witnesses who were about to

I barely slept. All night I tossed and turned, my body still aching and unsatisfied from that cruel dream. By morning I was in a foul mood — frustrated, horny, and pissed off at myself for letting Jax Ryder get under my skin.I stormed into the station and marched straight to the interrogation room. My heels clicked sharply against the floor. I was going to stay in control today. No matter what.The door slammed behind me as I entered.Jax was already sitting there, looking far too relaxed for a man in custody. The second his icy blue eyes landed on my face, a slow, knowing smirk spread across his lips.“Well, well… look at you,” he chuckled darkly. “Someone didn’t get any sleep.”“Damn, Elena. You look like you’ve been edged all night and still didn’t get to cum,” he taunted, leaning back in his chair. “What’s wrong, baby? That little vibrator let you down again?”I sat down across from him, slamming the file onto the table harder than necessary.“Shut up, Ryder. I’m not in the mood

I barely made it home before the shame hit me like a tidal wave.The second I stepped inside my apartment, I leaned against the door and slid down to the floor, still feeling Jax’s cum leaking down my thighs. My skirt was wrinkled, my hair a mess, and my body still hummed from the two powerful orgasms he’d fucked out of me in that interrogation room.“What the fuck is wrong with you, Elena?” I whispered to myself.I hated how easily I’d given in. I hated how good it felt. But most of all, I hated that after three years, no one else had ever come close to making me feel the way Jax did.We used to fight like crazy — screaming matches that ended with him slamming me against the wall and fucking me until I couldn’t think straight. No matter how toxic things got, the sex was always explosive and I had never loved anyone the way I loved him. He was the only man who truly understood what I needed: rough, filthy, and completely consuming. Even after our brutal breakup, a part of me had never