AFTER HOURS의 모든 챕터: 챕터 41 - 챕터 50

I’m A Bratty Slut, I Need To Be Fucked By An Angry Innocent Top 🍆🍆💦💦 BRAD “I’m going to fuck you now.” A moan slips out of me—not just from the way he declared it, but from the press of his cock against my thigh, swelling my balls with pressure. He reaches over me toward the nightstand, snatching the lube and spilling it into his palm. “Already stocked the place with lube, Chad?” “First thing I asked to be added to the house post cleaning,” he says coolly, like he truly thought about it. I laugh as I grab his head with both hands. “You can be so damn cute.” “I’m not cute.” “You are to me.” “You’re so annoying,” he puffs out as he lifts himself on his knees, then shifts so he’s positioned between my thighs and reaches between us. I open my legs wider as he drives two lubed-up fingers inside me. “You love that I’m annoying.” I pant, trying to relax as much as possible to allow him access when he adds the third, then I lather my hand with lube. “It makes you dripping wet

BDSM, Erotica, Pain&Pleasure Rival Fuckery 🍆🍆 Two Rivals With Big Dicks 🍆🥵 One is a top and one is a bottom is gets off on being hurt and in pain. JEREMY “Oh, I do.” A shadow darkens his face. “But I told you. This face is too precious to damage.” The nausea surges forward again, and I want to curse him into oblivion, but what comes out is, “Just hit me somewhere else.” “Anywhere?” A dangerous gleam flashes through him. “You sure about that?” “N-not my dick.” “Did you just stutter?” His lips part, delight slicing through the tension. “Adorable.” “Fuck you.” “Your wish is my command, baby.” I expect him to hit my chest or stomach or do something I can take, something I’d probably enjoy but Preston rises instead. The loss of his crushing warmth lets the cold draft in the box seep straight into my bones. He’s enormous in here. The penalty box seems tight for two large hockey guys lying down, and with him towering over me, it feels even smaller. Before

HURT ME, ASSHOLE 🍆🍆💦💦 BDSM, Erotica, Pain&Pleasure Rival Fuckery 🍆🍆 Two Rivals With Big Dicks 🍆🥵 One is a top and one is a bottom is gets off on being hurt and in pain. JEREMY It’s the entire reason being straight makes sense. I’m supposed to be straight. The women I fuck are lighter. I can lift them, flip them, and control every inch of the interaction. They can’t overpower me. I don’t let them. My eyes widen because…wait. I’m letting preston. I’m choosing to keep my hands braced against the locker when I could reach back and fight. He isn’t that much bigger than me, and I can fight—really fight bloody. I’ve taken down so many men bigger than me, slashed them to pieces, and watched their eyes turn vacant. So why the fuck am I not doing anything right now? I’m actually choosing to…allow this. Why the fuck am I anticipating getting spanked with the hockey stick by Preston. preston pulls away—and instead of relief, something weird, restricting, and

HURT ME, ASSHOLE 🍆🍆💦💦 BDSM, Erotica, Pain&Pleasure Rival Fuckery 🍆🍆 Two Rivals With Big Dicks 🍆🥵 One is a top and one is a bottom is gets off on being hurt and in pain. JEREMY And it is thrusting, unhinged, relentless thrusting. His throbbing hard cock rubs over a sensitive spot in my balls with each slide. Up. Down. Up. Down. The sensation is sending me over the edge. The controlled friction, the feel of his cock against mine, the obscene fucking noises of my cum mixing with his spit. “Shit…fuck…” I’m jerking my hips, chasing the orgasm I can feel tightening my abs. “No. Slow down.” “Fuck you…oh yes, right there…unghh…fuck.” And then I hear a Slap. I go momentarily still. “I said. Slow down. The least you can do is let me enjoy this. “The least I can do?” I moan as he thrusts harder. “Yeah. Because you know what I’d rather be doing now?” “What?” “Shoving you onto your knees or bending you over and fucking you rough. Pumping my cock insid

BDSM, Erotica, Pain&Pleasure Rival Fuckery 🍆🍆Two Rivals With Big Dicks 🍆🥵One is a top and one is a bottom is gets off on being hurt and in pain. JEREMYI release a huff as heat spreads across my spine and rises up to my ears.It just doesn’t make sense that I seem to get the most random erections around Preston.He’s an infuriating man I hate with everything in me.Does my dick get the memo? Apparently not, judging by how much thicker it’s growing the more he glides his cock against mine.The friction is maddeningly rough, and despite the clothes separating us, the sparks of pleasure coil through me with a sort of titillation that steals my breath.My heart lurches, and my entire body is tightening, sending all the blood rushing to my groin.“Mmm.” The noise that rips out of me is too needy for my ears, too foreign.“If I reach into your pants, will I find you leaking for me, baby?” He thrusts his fingers up and down my tongue in the same rhythm as he’s rubbing all over my coc