Alle Kapitel von SWEET SPOT: Kapitel 31 – Kapitel 40

EzekielI couldn’t hold back anymore. Slow, my foot. I had to go in more, capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss. Nyla whimpered softly against my mouth as I tilted my head, tasting her fully. My hands roamed down her sides, squeezing her waist possessively as I pulled her closer. I broke the kiss only to trail my lips along her jaw, then down to her neck. I kissed the sensitive skin there, sucking gently at first, then harder, determined to leave a mark deeper than the last one.She gasped, her hand flying up to cover her mouth as I sucked harder, teeth grazing her skin. The hickey bloomed beautifully — dark red and possessive. I loved the way it looked on her.“Ezekiel…” she breathed, her voice shaky.I moved lower, kissing along her collarbone, then tugged her top up. She lifted her arms obediently, letting me pull it off. Her breasts were small and perfectly round, wrapped in a delicate leopard-print bra that made my mouth water. She looked so shy, cheeks flushed, arms instincti

EzekielI looked down at her, my chest still heaving, my cock twitching with the last aftershocks of my release. Scarlett’s face was flushed, her lips swollen and shiny, streaks of my cum painting her cheeks, her chin, and her pretty lips. She looked so beautiful like this — messy, marked, and completely mine in this moment.“Fuck… baby,” I breathed, my voice rough. I dropped to my knees in front of her, cupping her face gently with both hands. “You really did so good. So fucking good for me. I really can’t stop praising you, and it comes from my heart.”She was still breathing hard, eyes glassy, a shy, dazed smile on her lips. I leaned in and kissed her softly, tasting myself on her mouth, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to ground her, to show her how much I cherished her.“Let me clean you up,” I whispered.I grabbed a soft towel from the bedside table, wetting one corner with warm water from the bottle nearby. With gentle strokes, I wiped her face, carefully cleaning every trace of

NylaIt had been two weeks since that chaotic night.Mom had warned and begged me not to go back to Subway. She was so disappointed to find out I’d been working there without telling her. With no other choice, I dropped off my resignation letter the next day. I wasn’t happy about it, but what else could I do? Mom promised to increase my allowance so I wouldn’t need a job, and to my surprise, she actually kept her word. The following week, she sent me money, and even Garrett started sending me some now and then.I was happy, and I felt better. But deep down, the guilt still lingered. I was just biding my time, waiting for the right moment to go back to Subway.Lately, Garrett had been pulling me aside. “Who is this guy you’re actually dating?” he’d ask. But I never let anything slip. He had mastered the art of acting nonchalant and caring at the same time, pretending he didn't care who I was seeing, while clearly dying to know.One evening after dinner, Garrett and I went outside to si

NylaEzekiel leaned down, his broad shoulders settling between my thighs. He looked up at me one last time, eyes dark with hunger, before lowering his head.The first touch of his tongue against my folds made me gasp sharply. He licked me slowly from entrance to clit, savoring me like a man starved. A deep, guttural groan vibrated against my pussy as he tasted me.“Oh my God…” I whimpered, my hands flying to his hair.He didn’t hold back. He devoured me — licking, sucking, and kissing every inch of my soaked pussy like it was his favorite meal. His tongue circled my clit with firm, deliberate strokes, then flattened to lick broad stripes up and down my slit. When he sucked my clit into his mouth, my back arched off the bed, a loud, broken moan tearing from my throat.“Ezekiel—!” I cried, my fingers tightening in his hair.He groaned against me, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure through my core. He ate me like he was obsessed— messy, hungry, and relentless. His tongue dipped

NylaWhen Ezekiel finally left my room that night, I couldn’t stop thinking about everything we had done.Even as I prepared a late snack in the kitchen, my mind kept replaying the way his fingers felt inside me, the way he praised me, the way his mouth devoured me until I was shaking and moaning his name. My cheeks burned as I stood at the counter, biting my lip. Oh my goodness…I tried to sleep, but every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face between my thighs, heard his deep groans, and felt his hands squeezing my breasts. My body was still sensitive, still tingling. I tossed and turned for what felt like hours before sleep finally claimed me.The next morning, I woke up with the same thoughts swirling in my head. My whole body still felt the ghost of his touch. I remembered what he had whispered to me — that today he would be inside me. I couldn’t help but chuckle shyly to myself as I brushed my teeth. I was still a virgin. I didn’t even know what to expect, but the thought made m