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she whispered. I added a second finger and began to move them in a slow, steady rhythm, curling slightly to find the spot that made her hips jerk. My thumb stayed on her clit, rubbing in small circles. Elena’s hands braced on my shoulders. She rode my fingers with increasing urgency, her breasts moving with each shallow thrust of her hips. Soft wet sounds filled the quiet room. I leaned forward and took one nipple back into my mouth, sucking harder now, matching the pace of my hand.

“I said, come.” My breath had already turned shallow. “What? Why?” “You know why.”He drawled quietly, eyes piercing into mine. “I can give you what you want.” “What I want?” “Yes. I can make you cum in the best ways... beyond ways Felix can even dream of. Beyond your wildest, filthiest fantasies. I can make it all come true.” My heart hammered so hard, both my hands shaking by my side. “Y-you're crazy. And disgusting. I'm your brother's wife. How can you even say that to me?”

This one barely registered. He rolled off, breathing hard, and pulled me against his chest. “Love you,” he whispered. “Love you too.” I stared at the ceiling while he fell asleep. My pussy was still leaking a mix of both of them. I slid my hand down and touched myself slowly, remembering the exact shape of Mr. Grant’s cock. How it had forced me open. How he had held me down and told me that cunt was his now. I came quietly with my fingers, biting my lip so Derick wouldn’t wake up. It wasn’t enough. I already knew tomorrow I would stay late again. I needed the real thing.

The room smelled of sex and the rain slipping through the cracked window. “Look at me,” he ordered, his voice soft but edged with steel. Renata forced her eyes open. Alex hovered above her—beautiful and vicious, pupils blown wide and dark. She hated how stunning he looked while he destroyed her. He shifted his hips just a fraction, and suddenly every stroke hit the perfect spot inside her, sending bursts of heat exploding behind her eyelids. A low whimper tore from her throat before she could stop it. Her hips lifted on their own, meeting each thrust, chasing the brutal pleasure that felt both flawless and shattering.

Anything. Aaron’s hands were everywhere, rough and insistent. He gripped her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the kitchen counter, the cool granite biting into her bare thighs as her short dress hiked up dangerously high. The pink lace thong was exposed again, damp from her earlier masturbation and the dream’s lingering heat. He stepped between her legs, forcing them apart with his hips, and she felt it—the hard ridge of his erection pressing against her core through his jeans. “Aaron… we can’t,” she gasped, breaking the kiss, her voice a shaky whisper. But even as she said it, her hips twitched involuntarily, seeking more friction.

A serene night, combined with the sound of waves crashing against the rocks, made the atmosphere even more romantic. “Hmmm….” Aria let out a tired sigh after her fifth orgasm. Alex kissed her entire body, inner thighs, legs, stomach, breasts, now back to her neck. “You are delicious.” His deep voice whispered making her feel even hotter. She felt an extraordinary sensation while Alex was playing with all her sensitive parts. Aria dropped her hands and feet on the bed because she was too weak to handle herself. She let Alex played with her nipples, massaging her breasts, loving them as much as he could. She moaned, sighed, didn’t know what to do with all the sinful voice that coming out of he

One hand gripped my hip while the other reached to rub my oversensitive clit again. I was moaning shamelessly now, pushing back to meet every powerful stroke. “Pastor… it’s too much… I’m going to cum again…” “Good girl,” he growled. “Cum while I breed you. Take every drop like the perfect slut you are.” The words sent me over the edge for the third time. My pussy spasmed violently around his thrusting cock, squeezing and fluttering as intense pleasure ripped through my body. Elias thrust deep one final time and came with a low, deep groan. Heavy ropes of cum flooded my womb again, pulsing warmly as he emptied himself completely.

she breathes, her eyes wide with appreciation. Then, she begins to caress it, her manipulative hand wrapping around the base, slowly moving her palm against the velvet skin. Oh God, at this point I might lose control. Oh shit, it has been a long while, I think to myself, closing my eyes as I drop my head back against the cool wall. *Come on, what the hell are you doing, Alex? You can't break your celibacy period right now!* I scream internally, but the voice is weak, fading against the tidal wave of sensation. It’s so freaking hard to resist.

“Imagining sucking them while you rode my cock under the desk during a board call.” Elena arched into his touch, gasping. “Then do it.” He yanked the bra cups down, mouth closing over one nipple in a hot, wet suction, tongue flicking hard and fast. Teeth grazed just enough to send a jolt straight to her clit. His other hand slid between her thighs, found the soaked lace, pushed it aside. “So fucking wet,” he muttered. “This pussy’s been dripping for your boss all day, hasn’t it?” “Yes,” she rocked shamelessly against his fingers as two thick ones plunged inside her, curling perfectly against that spongy spot. “Every time you looked at me. Every time you said my name.”

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.