Todos los capítulos de Craving the Older Man: (A Collection of Spicy Stories): Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

The drive home felt longer than usual. Nathan kept talking the whole way, about the party, about work on Monday, about how good it had been to see his family. I answered when I was supposed to, laughed when he expected me to, even rested my hand on his thigh the way I always did but my mind was elsewhere. Every time I shifted in the seat I felt the deep, lingering ache between my legs. Richard’s cock, Richard’s mouth. The way he had kissed me in the dark like he had been waiting for years and was finally taking what belonged to him. There had been no hesitation in him, no surprise. . By the time Nathan dropped me off at my apartment and kissed me goodbye, I was already restless. I closed the door behind me, dropped my bag, and walked straight to the bathroom. The mirror showed exactly what I expected. Tousled hair, still a little damp from the earlier shower. Full lips slightly swollen and a faint flush still colouring my cheeks. I pulled my dress over my head and stood ther

He held me tight afterward, face buried in my hair, breathing slowly. His arms were warm and familiar, the same arms that had always felt like home. Tonight they only reminded me how different another pair of arms had felt when they pinned me down and took what they wanted. Eventually he pulled back and kissed my forehead. “Come on. Let’s clean up.” We stood together. I followed him to the bathroom, stepped under the shower with him, let him soap my back and rinse the evidence of what we’d just done. His hands moved over my body with affection. I closed my eyes and pretended the touch belonged to someone else….someone older and rougher. When the water shut off I wrapped a towel around myself and avoided the mirror. We ate the takeout he’d brought, sitting on the couch in soft clothes. He talked about work, about a movie he wanted us to watch this weekend, about how good it felt to just be here with me. I smiled in the right places, nodded, even laughed once. The food tasted l

He just kept sucking and squeezing and rubbing, working my nipples until they were swollen and glistening, until my thighs were pressed tight together and I was soaking through the thin fabric still clinging to my hips.His mouth left my breast with a final, lingering suck that made my nipple throb in the cool air. Then he moved lower. I felt the wet heat of his tongue drag slowly down the center of my chest, between my breasts, over the soft plane of my stomach. Every inch of skin he touched seemed to tighten and spark. My breath came shallow and quick. When he reached my navel he paused, circling it once with the tip of his tongue before sealing his lips over it and sucking. “Ahh fuck—” The moan tore out of me, loud and helpless. A full-body shiver rolled through me, starting low in my belly and racing outward until my thighs trembled and my fingers clenched in his hair. The soft, wet pull of his mouth against that sensitive hollow sent a fresh rush of heat straight to my cunt

I stared up at him, lips still shiny from his fingers, legs still open and trembling. My voice came out rough with no hesitation left in it. “I want it so fucking bad,” I breathed. “I want your cock stretching my pussy again. I want you to fuck me deep and hard until I can’t think. I’ve been aching for it since the last time….since you filled me and left me dripping. Please, Richard… fuck my pussy. I need it.” My hips lifted off the sofa, offering myself, still soaked and clenching around nothing. “I want you inside me. Now.”He rose from between my legs slowly, never taking his eyes off me. I watched every movement. First he straightened to his full height, rolling his shoulders once. The open white shirt hung loose on his frame, the front still parted from earlier. He reached up and pulled it off one arm, then the other, the fabric sliding down with a soft whisper. Broad shoulders came into full view….solid, powerful, dusted with a light scattering of silver-threaded hair ac

Matilda’s POV“Oh my God, my heart is beating so fast. I can’t look!” I said, turning my face away from the screen while I was still scrolling down to check my admission result.Vanessa shook her head. “Girl, if you’re this scared to check yours, how do you expect me to check mine?” She said, trying to look at the screen of the phone. “You’re so smart. You shouldn’t be worried. I should be the one worrying about whether I got admission.”I turned to look at her. “And what if I don’t get it?”“Then we’ll cry together.”“Vanessa!”“What? At least you won’t cry alone.”I grabbed her arm, and she burst into laughter.“You’re so annoying!”“And you love me.”Unfortunately, she was right.Vanessa had been my best friend since we were little girls. We did almost everything together, from getting into trouble in secondary school to sharing our deepest secrets.She was the complete opposite of me. While I was the quiet girl who preferred reading books, she was the girl who could turn an ordina