Alle Kapitel von Forbidden fruits of Eden: Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

I couldn’t hold back any longer. I grabbed her hips, lined up my throbbing cock, and thrust into her in one deep stroke. Millie cried out, her pussy stretching around my thickness as I buried myself to the balls. Missionary on the edge of the table gave me the perfect view of her flushed face, bouncing tits, and the way her mouth fell open with every hard snap of my hips.“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I groaned, pounding into her. “This pussy was made for me. Gonna breed you deep, Millie. Fill you until my cum is leaking out for days.”“Yes…harder,” she moaned, nails digging into my shoulders. I fucked her with long, punishing strokes, the wet slap of skin echoing through the cabin. I leaned down to suck on her nipples again, biting just enough to make her clench around me.I flipped her over after a few minutes, bending her over the table and slamming back in from behind. Her red ass cheeks jiggled with every thrust as I gripped her hips hard enough to bruise. “Look at this ass. Taking y

Millie’s kiss grew hungrier, her body pressing flush against mine on the porch. The cool night air and the distant rumble of thunder only heightened the heat between us. She pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, breathing hard.“Let me take care of you tonight,” she whispered, voice low and determined. “You’ve been dealing with so much. Just… let me.”She took my hand and led me back inside the cabin, the lantern light casting long shadows across the wooden walls. The moment we were near the couch, she dropped to her knees, tugging my sweatpants down. My cock sprang free, already half-hard again from that kiss. Millie looked up at me with a wicked little smile before wrapping her soft hand around the base and taking me into her mouth.“Fuck, Millie…” I groaned, threading my fingers through her hair as she bobbed slowly, taking more of me with each pass. Her tongue swirled around the head, licking every vein, then she relaxed her throat and sank deeper until her nose brushed

AVAI counted my tips twice, hoping I’d missed something the first time. I had gotten only eighty-three dollars after an eight-hour shift. Rent was due in nine days, my tuition installment was coming up fast, and my car still needed new brakes.I shoved the cash into my bag and walked the six blocks to my apartment, the cold night air biting through my jacket. Another long day of classes tomorrow, then back to the diner. Same shit but different date on the calendar.A month dragged by like that. I picked up extra shifts whenever I could, lived on instant noodles and black coffee, and still watched my bank account bleed out faster than I could fill it. My roommate moved out last week, so now I had the full rent on my shoulders. I knew I had to do something different.That’s how I ended up at Sanctum.Lena, the manager, hired me on the spot after a quick interview in her office. “You’re pretty, you move fast, and you don’t look like you’ll cause drama. You’ll be a waitress for now. Ther

NICOI’ve never been the kind of man who waits for anything. In my world, you see what you want and you take it. Either by force or by submission. But Kitty had been under my skin for three long months, and I still hadn’t made a move.She was the only reason I kept coming back to Sanctum. That sleek black leather cat mask she never removed during her sets. The way she moved across the stage like she owned every pair of eyes in the room. She never let anyone touch her. Never let anyone see her real face. That mystery, that control — it made my obsession grow stronger every single time I watched her.Tonight I walked into the club expecting another ordinary evening. I’d have a few drinks, watch her dance if she was on the schedule, then head out to deal with the rest of my night. But the moment I stepped inside, I could feel the shift in the air.The music was lower than usual and more sensual. The lights were dimmed in a way that made everything feel intimate and expensive. The VIP sec

AVAThe drive to his estate felt like it took forever. Streetlights blurred past the tinted windows as the city slowly gave way to quieter, more exclusive roads lined with high walls and heavy gates. I kept Nico’s suit jacket pulled tight around my shoulders, breathing in the faint scent of his cologne. It was warm and expensive, wrapping around me like a reminder of exactly who I now belonged to.When the car finally slowed and drove through a set of massive wrought-iron gates, my breath caught. The estate was enormous. Stone walls stretched as far as I could see, perfectly manicured lawns rolled out under soft landscape lighting, and everywhere I looked there were men clad in dark suits. Security. They didn’t lounge or chat. They moved with sharp, military precision from scanning the grounds, communicating quietly through earpieces, hands never far from their sides. This wasn’t the home of a regular wealthy man. This was more than that. This was a fortress.One of the guards approac