Todos os capítulos de Hotter after midnight (Erotica collection): Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Trevor POV~~I knew she was his wife, but I couldn't stop the anger from boiling over every time he touched her. She was supposed to be mine. Her words kept repeating in my head, reminding me of how she had compared my dick to Cole. Was his really larger than mine? Could he satisfy her better? If so, why did she keep running to me? It had started on her wedding night, One look, one touch, and we hadn’t been able to stay away from each other since. We were inseparable in the dirtiest ways.I shoved my pants down and stared at my cock to find it already hard, Girls I’d fucked always said I had a monster cock. If mine was this big, how big was Cole’s? I needed to see it for myself.I pulled my pants back up, cock still straining against the fabric, and headed to Cole’s room. The bedroom door was cracked open. I stepped inside quietly, hearing the water running in the bathroom as Cole took his shower.The shower stopped, and a few seconds later, the bathroom door swung open. Cole stepped

My breast and face was pressed to the wall while Trevor lifted my left leg and pushed his cock deep into my pussy from behind. I used both hands to open my ass cheeks for him as he fucked me hard, fast and deep. My body was shaking with every of his thrust. "Fuck, yes," I moaned loud. "Trevor, it feels so good," It had been a week since Trevor and I finally settled our fight, and since that night, we hadn't been able to keep our hands off each other. Every single day was just endless, raw passion. Every time Cole turned his back or left the house, Trevor was right there, taking me wherever he wanted. My body was so addicted to him, and I didn't care about the risk anymore. All that mattered was the way he made me feel. "This pussy had always been mine," he said in my ear. "I can fuck you anytime. No one stops me, not even your husband!" "Y..yess.... yess...Yess! Trevor, i'm all yours baby.... fuck me more ahhh!" He continued pounding into me relentlessly until my legs tremb

~Maya's POV~~My name is Maya. I am eighteen, and right now, I am sitting through the final stretch of my senior year in high school, counting down the months until I can finally pack my bags and head off to college next year.‎‎If you looked at me, you would probably just see a regular senior: long brown hair falling past my shoulders, big chocolate-colored eyes, and pale skin. I am pretty average in height, but I’ve got curves that seem to attract every guy in the neighborhood. They’re always asking me out, trying to catch my attention in the hallways or lingering by my locker, but I turn them down all for Jake.‎‎For the longest time, Jake was just my worst nightmare. He was the golden-boy athlete and the campus bully, the kind of guy who made it his personal mission to torment me, knock my books out of my hands, and make me feel small just to amuse his friends. But somewhere between all the cruel remarks and the endless bickering, the hate mutated into something dark, secret, an

~Jason POV~~ The lecture hall doors swung shut behind me as I stepped into the late afternoon sun, the weight of my books pressing against my chest. Maya walked beside me, her laughter still ringing in my ears from the joke we'd shared about our professor's monotone voice. She adjusted the strap of her bag, her fingers brushing against mine as she turned to face me with a playful smirk. "You coming to the café later?" I asked, my voice casual but my eyes lingering on the way her lips curled at the corners. Maya tilted her head, her dark curls bouncing slightly. "Only if you promise to buy me that terrible caramel macchiato again," she teased, nudging my shoulder with hers. I grinned. "Deal. But only if you tell me Jake who kept staring at you during the group project." She rolled her eyes, but her cheeks flushed pink. "That was nothing, come on." We reached the hallway where her locker stood, that is when i saw Jake, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, his jaw

~Maya's POV~~ I sat at my desk and turned on the blow dryer, running a hand through m damp hair when my phone started vibrating on the wooden table. I picked up my phone and saw Mike'd name on the screen. "Hey, I'm downstairs," Mike said as soon as I answered. "Oh okay, I'll be there soon," I said and hung up. Mike had been pestering me about going out with him all week. I would have refused, but he was such a nice person, and there was nothing bad about hanging out with him. I quickly threw on my floral dress and applied some lip gloss to make my lips shine. Once I was done, I grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. ~Jake's POV~~ Brielle linked her arm through mine as we walked out of the cinema hall. The movie had just ended, and the whole time, she had been throwing herself at me. I was irritated, but I tried not to show it. Brielle was my childhood best friend. She just came back from England and had been begging me to go out with her. I originally tried to refuse, b