All Chapters of Craving the Older Man: (A Collection of Spicy Stories): Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

Finally I forced myself to pull my hands away. I grabbed a towel and headed to the bathroom, my legs were still a little shaky. The second the hot water hit my skin, I closed my eyes and let it wash over me, but it did nothing to cool the ache between my thighs. I couldn’t stop thinking about him, about the way he looked at me while he fucked someone else, about the possibility that he might want me next.I stayed under the shower longer than I needed to, one hand resting against the wall, the other slowly sliding back down between my legs again as the water ran over my body.When I finally finished bathing, I dried off and slipped into a thin tank top and panties before climbing into bed. My body was still buzzing with leftover heat from touching myself earlier. I lay there staring at the ceiling, listening to the quiet house.A few minutes later I heard the front door open downstairs, then close again. Soft footsteps followed by the sound of a car starting and driving away. The redh

I froze in the doorway, the leftover smile from Daniel still stuck on my face for a second before it disappeared.“I… it was just a friend of Sonia’s,” I said, shutting the door behind me. “We went out for food. It wasn’t a big deal.”Harry’s eyes stayed locked on me, the same hard look he had when he stormed into my room the other night. “Not a big deal? You leave the house without saying a word, come back late, and some guy drops you off at the door like he lives here?”I dropped my bag on the floor, irritation rising. “You were gone all day. You said you might be back late. I didn’t think I needed permission to go out with my friend.”He took a step closer. The air between us felt heavier than it should have. “You live under my roof. You tell me when you’re leaving. Especially if you’re coming home with some random guy.”“He’s not random,” I muttered, looking away. “We just met tonight.”Harry let out a short, humorless breath. “And yet he already knows where you live.”I crossed m

I gagged immediately. He didn’t slow down, he snapped his hips forward again, burying more of his thick cock down my throat until my nose pressed against his skin. Tears sprang to my eyes as he started fucking my mouth in earnest….hard, brutal thrusts that made wet, choking sounds fill the room. Every time he slammed in, my throat constricted around him, and every time he pulled back just enough for me to drag in a desperate breath, he drove right back down again. Spit ran from the corners of my mouth, dripping down my chin and onto my chest. My hands gripped his thighs but I didn’t try to push him away. I let him use my mouth exactly how he wanted…deep, relentless, almost punishing. The headboard knocked against the wall with the force of his thrusts, my eyes watered, my throat burned. Still he kept going, holding my head down and slamming into me like he was determined to fuck every last bit of air out of me. “That’s it,” he growled, voice tight with pleasure. “Take it. Choke on d

He shifted his grip, pushing my legs even tighter against me and started fucking me harder. The new angle made every thrust hit deeper, punching the air from my lungs. My moans turned high and continuous, body jolting under him with each hard slam. Juices ran down my ass and onto the sheets. The whole bed was shaking.He kept going….relentless, deep and nasty, banging into me like he had no intention of stopping, filling the room with the sound of skin on skin and my broken cries.Harry kept my legs pinned and fucked me harder, every brutal thrust slamming deep into my pussy until my moans turned raw and broken. Then he pulled out suddenly, the sudden emptiness making me whimper.Before I could catch my breath he flipped me onto my stomach and yanked my hips up high. One strong hand pressed between my shoulder blades, pinning my chest to the mattress. He slammed back into my pussy from behind in one hard stroke and started railing me in a deep, punishing rhythm….long, powerful thrusts