Todos os capítulos de Craving Lust: A Spicy Romance Collection: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Chapter 1Sienna’s POV“This is it, Sienna. Don’t fuck this up,” I whispered to myself as I gripped my camera bag tighter and stepped into the dimly lit studio.My heart hammered against my ribs the second I saw him across the room, tall and broad-shouldered, his dark eyes already locked on me like he was sizing up every inch of my body before I even said hello.“Damien?” I called out, my voice steadier than I felt. “I’m Sienna, the photographer you hired. Thanks for trusting me with this gig. It’s a huge opportunity for me.”He didn’t smile right away. Instead, he tilted his head, those intense eyes dragging slowly down from my face to my chest, then lower.Damn he’s so hot. How do I resist this man? I was lost in thought when he spoke. “Sienna,” he said, his voice low and rough. “You’re late. I don’t like waiting, but let’s see if those hands of yours can keep up with what I need.”I swallowed hard, feeling my cheeks heat up. Fuck, why did his criticism already make my nipples tigh

Chapter 3Sienna’s POV“Damien, wait,” I said, my voice shaky as the words from the last shoot still hung between us. My blouse hung open, tits nearly spilling out, and my body felt tight from all the touching and staring. “You really think I look beautiful when I drop the shy act? Because right now I feel like I’m about to lose control just from how you’re looking at me.”He set the camera down and crossed the space in two strides, grabbing my waist and pulling me against him. “I don’t think it, Sienna. I know it. You’ve been dripping for me for weeks in this studio. Every pose, every touch. Stop pretending you don’t want my hands all over you.” His mouth crashed down on mine before I could answer, hot and demanding. I moaned into the kiss, my fingers gripping his shirt as my pussy clenched with need.His hands roamed down my back, squeezing my ass roughly under the skirt. “Fuck, your ass feels even better than it looks through the lens,” he growled against my lips. “Tell me you wa

Chapter 5Sienna’s POV“Damien, how could you do this to me?” I hissed the moment we had a second alone after the preview, my voice cracking with anger that I hated myself for feeling. My hands were still trembling from staring at that massive portrait of me spread open and coming, every private twitch of my face and drip from my pussy blown up for strangers to see. “That painting shows everything we did. My face when you were balls deep making me squirt. You swore it would stay private.”He pulled me into a side room off the gallery, door clicking shut as the noise of early guests filtered in. “Sienna calm down. It’s not just a painting. You’re walking art, every curve and moan and soaked fold of that pussy is the truth I needed to show.” His hands gripped my hips tight, yanking me close so I felt his cock already hardening against my belly. “Your body tells the real story. Stop fighting it and let me remind you why this matters.”I shoved at his chest but my fingers curled into h

Chapter 2Elena’s POV“Mr. Hale, I stayed up until three reviewing the merger files like you asked,” I said as I walked into his penthouse office that evening, my heels clicking against the floor. My voice came out steadier than I felt. The silk blouse I wore stuck slightly to my skin, and my skirt felt tighter around my ass than it had this morning. I set the thick stack of papers on his desk, trying not to let my hands shake.Marcus looked up from his laptop, those sharp gray eyes locking onto me immediately. He leaned back in his chair, his shirt stretching across his broad chest. “Good. Sit. Let’s go through them line by line. I expect you to defend every point you highlighted.”I sat into the chair across from him, crossing my legs. We dove into the documents, and for the next two hours he grilled me relentlessly. “Explain the liability clause on page twenty-three, Elena. And don’t give me the textbook answer. I want your real analysis.”I leaned forward, pointing at the parag

Chapter 4Elena’s POV“Mr. Hale, we can’t keep pretending this is just mentorship anymore,” I said as soon as I locked the penthouse door behind me that night, my voice shaking a little but my body already burning for him. Weeks of this slow torture had finally snapped something inside me. I walked straight to his desk where he sat reviewing files, my heels echoing loud in the quiet space.Marcus looked up, his gray eyes darkening the second they landed on me. He pushed his chair back and stood, towering over me as he closed the distance in two strides. “You’re right, Elena. No more pretending.” His hand came up to grip my jaw firmly, tilting my face up. “Agree to be mine?”Without thinking twice I answered him. “I’m yours,” I breathed, my pussy already clenching at his words. “Fuck the rules. I need you tonight.”He didn’t waste another second. His mouth crashed down on mine, hungry and demanding, tongue pushing past my lips. I moaned into the kiss, my hands fisting his shirt as I