Filthy Lust Diaries - A Collection Of Steamy Stories のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 36

Lena's POVI could only tremble, cry, and clutch the edge of the counter while the thick invasion pulsed deep inside the place no one else had ever claimed. The veil between my teeth was soaked with tears and spit. My body struggled to accept the size of him. And still the only thought left in my head was that I did not want him to pull out.Jake held still for a long moment both hands gripping my hips. His breathing was heavy. The storm outside hammered the windows but all I could feel was the impossible fullness stretching my virgin hole to its limit.“You took every inch,” he said. His voice was rough with pleasure. “This tight little ass is wrapped around me like it was made for my cock. Tom will never feel anything this perfect.”I moaned into the veil the sound of broken and wet. My walls fluttered around him in helpless little pulses. The burn had started to melt into a heavy throbbing ache that made my cunt drip steadily down my thighs.Jake pulled b

Claire’s POV “How soaked is that cunt under your tight little skirt after months of me teasing you like a bitch in heat Claire?” Huh. Marcus stood at the head of the long conference table his voice flat and cold as the glass walls around them. The last associate had just scurried out clutching her laptop like a shield. I kept my eyes on the tablet in my hands pretending the numbers still needed checking. My pulse hammered in my throat. “I asked you a question,” he said. “Answer it.” I lifted my chin, the sharp edge I always used in meetings flashing. “You are out of line Marcus. We just finished a three hour review. Save the personal comments for someone who cares.” He walked past me without another word. The soft click of the lock on the double doors echoed through the suite. City lights glittered forty floors below but the glass turned the room into a private cage. He returned and stopped behind my chair c

Claire's POV His hand stayed locked over my mouth while his cock kept driving into me without mercy. The pressure in my belly coiled tighter with every thrust. My clit throbbed under his fingers. I was so close the edges of my vision started to spark yet he held me right there refusing to let me fall. “Not yet,” he said against my ear. “You do not come until I decide you have earned it.” I made a desperate muffled sound. My hips tried to push back harder seeking the last bit of friction that would tip me over. He felt the movement and pulled his hand from my clit completely. The loss made me sob against his palm. Marcus slowed his thrusts to deep grinding rolls that kept me full but denied the sharp rhythm I needed. “Beg properly this time. I am going to take my hand away. You will ask for permission out loud and you will mean every word.” He lifted his palm. Cool air hit my lips. I dragged in a shaking breath. “Please