Filthy Lust Diaries - A Collection Of Steamy Stories のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

Victoria's POV We moved immediately, every step up to the master suite sending a pulse between my legs. Jude walked close behind me, the heat of his body at my back, his chest brushing against me with every step. Jade was already at the landing, his shoulders tight, his sharp eyes flicking back once to make sure I was still moving.Winston waited at the foot of our bed when I walked in. He had stripped down to nothing but dark lounge pants. His broad chest was still solid. The quiet authority that had always made me weak was sharper now, edged with something darker. His eyes swept over the three of us as we entered, and the look in them was pure possession.“Lights stay on.” He says calmly. "No more shadows. No more thin walls between us.”Jade closes the door with a soft click.Winston’s gaze locks on me, flicking to the faint bruises Jude left on my hips. I bite my inner cheeks.“Take it off.”I find the hem of my dress, pull it over my head in on

Mia's POVI froze with Mr. Cole’s cock buried deep inside me. No condom. Just skin on skin, his hips pressed hard against mine, my wrists pinned above my head as my heart slammed so loud I could hear it in my ears.I turned my head.Sophie stood in the doorway.Same backpack. Same keys. Eyes red and wet. She must have followed me or her dad, I just couldn't tell. Or tracked the number.She stared at us on the big white bed—me under her dad. Legs spread. My dress shoved up. His body covering mine. His cock stretching me open.Nobody spoke for three long seconds, then Sophie’s voice cracked. “Get off her.”Mr. Cole didn’t move. He stayed deep. One hand still holding my wrists. The other braced by my head. His gray eyes stayed on me, not her.“Close the door, Sophie,” he said, calm and low.She didn’t. “Get the fuck off her!”I tried to push up. “Sophie, wait—”Mr. Cole’s hips gave o

Sophia's POVLeo’s cock pressed harder against my ass. The blunt head was slick and insistent, demanding entry while Jax’s thick length already stretched my cunt open from below. I couldn’t look away from the mirrors. Every angle showed the same filthy truth: my body suspended between them, sneakers still on, sports bra shoved under my tits, two hard cocks lined up and ready to fill me completely.“Breathe, Sophia,” Leo repeated against my neck, voice rough with restraint. “We’re both going in.”I tried. The air caught in my throat the second he pushed. The burn was sharp, deep, almost too much. My body clenched hard around Jax, who groaned beneath me and held my hips steady. Leo didn’t stop. He worked himself deeper in slow, relentless inches, stretching me open in a way that made my vision blur. The dual pressure was overwhelming… Jax thick and hot inside my cunt, Leo forcing his way into my ass until I was full in both holes at once.

Sophia's POVI showed up the next night without the sports bra.The private studio was already dark except for the low lights over the mats. Jax opened the door the second I knocked, pulled me inside, and locked it behind me with that same heavy click. Leo stood by the mirrors, shirt already off, inked chest rising and falling slow. Both of them looked at me like they had been waiting all day.“Good girl,” Jax said, eyes dropping straight to my bare nipples under the thin tank. “Told you not to bother.”He peeled the tank off before I could answer. The cool air hit my skin and my nipples tightened instantly. Leo stepped in, hooked his fingers into the waistband of my shorts, and dragged them down along with my sneakers. This time there was nothing left. Completely bare. Already wet just from walking through the door.They didn’t stretch me first.Jax pushed me onto my knees on the mat while Leo opened the black bag they had broug

Lena's POVHow many times have you touched that tight virgin ass thinking about someone other than your fiancé Lena?Jake’s voice cut through the sound of rain hammering the cabin roof. I stood at the kitchen counter with a half empty champagne flute in my hand, the leftover wedding cake still sitting under its glass dome. Thunder rolled across the lake and the lights flickered once.I turned slowly. “You should not talk to me like that Jake. Tom is only two cabins over.”“Tom is facedown on a couch with an empty bottle of whiskey and no chance of waking up before noon.” He stepped closer tall and solid in a black button down with the sleeves rolled up. “Answer the question.”My face burned. “None of your business.”He reached past me and poured more champagne into my glass then filled one for himself. “I watched you at the rehearsal dinner. Every time someone mentioned the honeymoon you got this look. Nervous. Curious. Like you were already wondering what el