7 Minutes Eren Ao3 Novels & Stories

she uttered, mistakenly. He stood up and walked close to her, with his cock pointing at her. She moved back as he did. Until she was close to her bed, then he gently pushed her shoulders, and she sat on the bed. She was deeply into it, her clit was throbbing so hard that she didn’t want to resist getting fucked. Her nipples were so hard and point. He splayed her legs apart, shifting her wet panties to the side, he used his finger to circle her folds in a slow teasing manner. Then he moved her panties down to her knees, and raised her legs, putting them on his shoulders.

Fiona was breathless, complaining that the container was too rough against her skin. Luca just nipped her ear. "There’s a first time for everything, babe. Doesn't the adrenaline make it better?" "You’re terrible!" "Hahaha! That idiot has no clue we’re doing this right behind her back while she ‘guards’ the boat for us." "You’re so bad! If Angelina’s father ever found out, he’d have your head on a platter." "Psh. You wouldn't let him. You’d miss this too much." I stood behind the cold steel of the container, my nails drawing blood from my palms. Tears finally broke through. Every word felt like a jagged needle to the heart.

The screen lit up with an incoming call from Joseph. I stared at it for a long time, so long that the carriage had moved at a uniform speed before I slowly answered. "Where are you?" "In the bridal carriage." He seemed not to hear me clearly. Before he could respond, a staff member's voice came through the phone. "Mr. Kingsley, a traditional Arin is happening up ahead. It's very authentic. We just made it in time for the final shoot. If we film this, it'll be the perfect closing scene for the documentary."

It was just this toxic connection and longing they had for each other, and he might have wondered if they might finally get the answers they wanted. And just then, she halted. He’d realized he zoned out for close to another hour. Seven hours, it took them seven hours to get here. To where everything led up to. It was a very small building with two glass doors that led into it. And a few uniformed men that hung around because it was getting late. It was a little past seven, he’d seen. And then Reg looked to him as she changed the gear to park. She, on one hand wanted to pause for a second.

⚠️ Author’s Note – Mature Content Warning ⚠️ Hey, lovely readers! Just a quick heads-up — this chapter contains explicit sexual scenes that are intense and may not be suitable for all audiences. Please read with caution if you're sensitive to dark, mature themes. Also, I’ll be honest — I'm still learning how to write erotic scenes, so this might not be perfect, but I poured my effort into it and truly hope it delivers the heat and emotion you're craving. 🖤

“I won’t. She doesn’t share. But it’s fun watching you squirm.” Then she pushed in the final plug—wide, stretching him open—and whispered against his ear. “You’re going to hold that for an hour.” He moaned into the gag. She kissed his neck. “Or you’ll lose your next orgasm.” ⸻ Back in the main chamber, Eren knelt on a silk cushion, naked and shaking. He hadn’t spoken. He hadn’t moved. Selene stood behind him. She hadn’t sat. Hadn’t touched him. Just watched.

I felt all off it, and I liked it. He fucked me just as I wanted. He read me and understand. We connected. Better than the first time. My leg was all in the air with my toes curled like the muscles were gonna give out. He was performing medical miracle, all my nerves were heightened. I didn’t last. My closed my eyes as I got closer to the edge. The buildup since I saw that blonde, since I touched myself, the release was intense.