Semua Bab SINFUL TEMPTATION : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Chapter 3Sophia’s POVI froze completely, my hand still wrapped tight around his thick throbbing cock, heart slamming so hard it felt like it was gonna bust out my chest. Fuck, he noticed. He’s waking up. My soaked cunt would not stop clenching and fluttering around his thick fingers that were still buried deep inside me, milking them with every panicked beat of my pulse while fresh hot slick kept leaking out and running down over his knuckles and my thighs. I tried to stay dead still but my body kept betraying me with these tiny involuntary squeezes, my inner walls hugging his fingers like they never wanted them to leave even as terror and filthy excitement twisted together in my stomach.Marcus stayed half-asleep with his eyes heavy and half-closed in the dark, that rough sleepy look on his face making him look even more dangerous and hot as his big hand moved again. He squeezed my nipple harder, rolling it slow and firm between his thick fingers, tugging on it until the sharp

Chapter 1 Sophia’s POVMy fingers were flying across the keyboard, heart hammering like a fucking drum while I whispered the words out loud, low and filthy, just to feel them in my mouth. “Her stepdad caught her typing those filthy stories and bent her over, shoving his thick cock into her soaked cunt without a word…” The door creaked open behind me and I froze, mid-sentence, pussy already tingling from my own dirty imagination.Robert stood there in the doorway, tall and broad-shouldered in his worn jeans and tight black t-shirt, looking for whatever tool he’d left behind earlier. His eyes locked on my laptop screen first, then flicked to my face, and I saw the exact second it hit him—what the hell those words meant.“What the fuck is this, Sophia?” His voice came out rough, low, like gravel dragging over concrete. He stepped inside fast, kicking the door shut behind him, and snatched the laptop before I could slam it closed. His big hands gripped the edges, scrolling down as hi

Chapter 3I leaned forward, bracing my hands on his chest, and started bouncing harder. My tits swung and slapped together with every drop, heavy and sensitive, nipples tight and aching. “It’s so big,” I moaned, voice breaking. “Your cock is stretching my pussy so fucking wide, Robert. I can feel every vein dragging against my walls. God, it feels better than I ever wrote it.”He thrust up to meet me, driving even deeper, and I cried out. One of his hands left my hip and came up to grab my tit, squeezing it hard, fingers sinking into the soft flesh before he pinched my nipple and twisted it just enough to make me gasp and clench around him. “You like that? Like your stepdad’s rough hands on these fat tits while you bounce on his cock? Been touching yourself to this, haven’t you? Writing about me breeding this tight little cunt and getting yourself off to it.”“Yes,” I gasped, riding him faster now, my hips working in a frantic rhythm. Sweat was already starting to bead on my skin,

Chapter 2Alex’s POV.Marcus didn’t stop for shit. His rough hand shoved all the way down inside my shorts, calloused fingers wrapping tight around my leaking cock, skin sliding against skin as he gave it one long slow pull from the base all the way up to the head where pre-cum was already beading and dripping steadily. I sucked in a sharp breath through my teeth and pressed my forehead harder into the back of the seat, biting down on my own forearm to keep the sound from escaping while my thighs started shaking under the heavy blanket. The van was still crawling through traffic and Dad had the music turned up loud but every time Marcus twisted his wrist at the top of a stroke I felt my cock jerk hard in his grip and another thick drop of that clear sticky mess leaked out over his knuckles.“Fuck, daddy… your hand’s so big around it,” I whispered fast, voice cracking as I tried to keep it low enough that only he could hear. “You’re gonna make me shoot all over your fingers if you k

Chapter 4Alex’s POV.Marcus’s words hung in the hot, stuffy air between us, his big hand still tight on my jaw, his cock throbbing thick and heavy right under my soaked shorts. My hole clenched on nothing, pulsing with this empty needy feeling that made my stomach twist with shame and something hotter. I could feel every inch of that fat ridge pressing up between my cheeks through the thin fabric, the heat of it burning against my hole every time I shifted even a little on his lap. My own cock was rock hard now, trapped in my shorts and leaking steady, the front of them already dark and sticky from everything that happened on the drive here. Sweat was starting to stick the back of my shirt to his chest under the blanket that was still half draped over us, though it did not hide much anymore.Marcus stared at me with those dark eyes, his thumb rubbing slowly over my bottom lip like he was thinking about shoving it in my mouth or making me suck on it. “You feel that, boy? My cock