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《Wet & Wicked: Forbidden Collection Of Lust》全部章節：第 51 章 - 第 60 章

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Taboo by four (11)

Rae’s POV~ Evan’s eyes stayed locked on the dark bruises above the neckline of Luca’s hoodie, that soft, concerned smile never once slipping. “I’m serious, Rae. Those marks… and the way you’re sitting like everything between your legs is still sore. Did you finally give it away? After all those years I held back and protected your virginity because you weren’t ready, you just handed it over to the first guy who pushed hard enough?” My stomach twisted. Fresh cum from Luca still leaked out of me into my leggings while his words crawled under my skin. “You don’t get to ask me that,” I said, voice low and tight. “Why not?” He leaned in closer, tone gentle, almost tender. “I spent years keeping you pure. I was the one who stopped myself every time you got wet and desperate for it. I put your needs first. And the second I was gone you let someone bruise you up and take what I was too respectful to touch. Who was it? Some random guy who saw how lonely and unstable you get

Taboo by four (12)

Luca’s POV~ I shoved her gently into the passenger seat and slammed the door hard enough to rattle the frame. My door shut a second later. I gripped the wheel with both hands, already breathing like a fucking animal, my cock thick and heavy and leaking down the left leg of my sweats. Dark wet spot were spreading fast. She snuck out of my bed at two in the morning. The sheets were still soaked from where I’d pumped her full earlier, my cum still dripping out of her little cunt, my hoodie swallowing her body, my bite marks on her neck and she went to sit across from that ex like any other man was allowed to look at what belongs to her brother. I pulled out of the lot slowly, my jaw locked, my chest heaving. Streetlights dragged over her flushed face. Over her soft guilty mouth and eyes that kept flicking to the fat bulge in my pants. She looked so beautiful it made my stomach turn with pure sick hunger. My little stepsister. The girl Dad brought home and told

Taboo by four (13)

Luca’s POV~ She moaned around me, the vibration shooting straight up my spine. Spit started coating the shaft in thick messy streaks. Wet glucks and filthy slurp sounds filled the quiet car. I lifted my hips in slow deep thrusts, feeding her another thick inch, then another, until the head punched the back of her throat. Rae gagged hard, her eyes watering instantly, her throat convulsing. “Glk—Luca—” “Breathe through your nose and take your brother’s cock.” I held her steadily, guiding her back down. “That’s it. The same cock that ruins you under Dad’s roof every night. You’re gonna choke on it in a parked car like the slut you are while the whole neighborhood sleeps. He’d never look at either of us the same if he saw how pretty his little girl looks with her lips stretched around her brother’s fat cock and spit running down her chin.” She whimpered and sank deeper. Her throat fluttering tight and wet around the head. Tears spilled. Thick ropes of spit ran down my sha

Taboo by four (14)

Theo’s POV~ I had worn a hole in the goddamn living-room floor. For two fucking hours, my boots kept scraping the same ugly path past the couch where Kain sat locked up tight, his elbows on his knees, staring at nothing like he was ready to put his fist through the wall. Rhett hadn’t stopped moving, he was pacing, cracking his knuckles one by one until the sound made my jaw ache. Rae’s phone went straight to voicemail every single time I hit call. Her bed upstairs was empty. The sheets were cold. The type of empty that crawled under my ribs and sat there like a stone. Anger didn’t cover it. I was terrified as well. She’s my stepdaughter. She’s supposed to be under this roof. Not out in the dark somewhere with her phone off while the three of us lost our fucking minds. Headlights finally cut across the curtains. I was at the door before the engine even died. Luca came in first. Rae was right behind him. His hand rested low on her back. She looked… wrecked. Her lips

Taboo by four (15)

Theo’s POV~ I shut the sitting-room door behind us and turned the lock. The sound was too loud in the quiet house. My cock was already a thick, heavy problem down the inside of my jeans, the denim stuck wet to my thigh where I had been leaking the whole walk upstairs. I was shaking from real full-body shakes that had nothing to do with anger and everything to do with the kind of hunger that feels like sin crawling under your skin. My stepdaughter was standing in the middle of the room still smelling like sex, three sons looking anywhere but at me, and me trying to remember I was supposed to be the grown man in charge. I did not sit down. I just stood there with my jaw locked and my pulse hammering in my dick, waiting for one of them to open their mouth. Luca spoke first. “It was me, dad. I fucked her after the diner. Again on the drive home.” That was all. The pictures hit me anyway, her legs spread in the dark car, his cum running out of her when they walked throug

Taboo by four (16)

Theo’s POV~ I gripped the back of her head with a shaking hand and started working it deeper in slow, filthy strokes, wet sounds filling the room, spit running down her chin and dripping onto her top, my heavy balls brushing her chin every time I managed to push farther. The head finally nudged the back of her throat and she gagged hard around the impossible size of it, more spit flooding out and making everything slicker. I held her there, my hips rolling, the massive length of my cock throbbing on her tongue while my sons watched their father use her mouth like it belonged to him. “That’s it,” I groaned, voice breaking under the weight of pure damnation. “Take your stepfather’s cock. You consented to them. Now you get the biggest one in the house. Look at what you turned us into. Look at how you’re choking just trying to fit me.” I fucked her face deeper, watching tears streak her cheeks, spit and pre-cum making a filthy mess down her neck and between her tits. Every w

Taboo by four (17)

Theo’s POV~ The city kept moving under us. I started fucking her properly with deep, claiming thrusts that made her body rock over the wall while Luca stepped in front of her, his fist in her hair, and fed his cock between her lips. “That’s it,” I said, my voice was rough with everything I felt for her. “Suck your brother while your stepfather ruins this cunt. Look how perfect you are like this. Your real father would never recover if he saw his little girl bent over a New York rooftop taking two of us at once.” Rhett and Kain moved to her sides. She wrapped a hand around each of them without needing instruction, stroking in time with the way Luca used her throat and I drove into her from behind. The sounds were obscene out here in the open air, filled with wet skin, her muffled moans, and the slap of my hips against her ass. I fucked her harder, angling so every thrust dragged over the spot that made her legs shake, and I kept talking because the filth and the tendernes

How daddy tastes like

Sloane’s POV~ My name is Sloane. Six months ago, a drunk driver ran a red light on Mercer Street and turned my mother’s sedan into a crushed soda can. She died before the ambulance arrived. I was twenty-two then. I’m twenty-three now, and the only thing that’s kept me from completely unraveling is the man standing in our kitchen with his back to me, wearing nothing but suit pants and the kind of muscle that makes my mouth go dry. Elias Thorne. Forty-two years old. Six-foot-two. Shoulders like a linebacker and the hands of a man who’s built things, fixed things, ruined things. My stepfather for the last five years. The only father I’ve ever really known. And the only man I’ve been able to think about with my fingers between my legs since the day we buried my mother in the rain. He still wears his wedding band. I still steal his shirts. This one, an old faded Oxford that probably cost three hundred dollars before I claimed it, hangs off my fram

How daddy tastes like (2)

Sloane’s POV~ His face is devastating even wrecked with grief. His sharp jaw is dusted with dark stubble, cheekbones that could cut glass, eyes the color of wet pavement and just as dangerous. He’s aged in the last six months, but it only makes him more handsome. Silver threading his temples. Lines around his mouth that make me want to trace them with my tongue. He looks like sin dressed in an undershirt, and I want to ruin him completely. Then his eyes suddenly drop. They drop to my legs first. Then they drag upward, helplessly, starving, to where the shirt gapes open at my chest. I’m not buttoned all the way. I left the top three undone on purpose. My nipples are hard, pressing against the cotton, dark and obvious and begging. His throat works. “Vivian’s in the shower.” “Then you should probably stop looking.” I take another drink, and this time I let a drop escape. It trails down my chin, my throat, and disappears into the hollow between my breasts. I don’t

How daddy tastes like (3)

Sloane’s POV~ He let me walk away. I stood there in his kitchen wearing nothing but his shirt and my own wetness, and he let me walk away. The sound of that espresso cup shattering should have been satisfying, but it wasn’t. It felt like proof that I’d pushed too hard and not hard enough all at once. Like I was something he could break and then just… leave on the floor. My throat still burned where his fingers had been. I could still feel the ghost of his grip, the way his thumb had pressed against my pulse like he was checking to see if I was alive. I was. I was so fucking alive it hurt. And he’d turned his back on it. I went back to my room and stood in front of the mirror. The girl looking back at me was flushed and messy, my nipples hard against borrowed cotton, my thighs sticky with the kind of arousal that didn’t just go away because a man got scared. I looked like a slut. I looked desperate. I looked exactly how I felt. I hated him for making me feel this way. I

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