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ANNIE'S POV “Ohh… fuck me like this, pussy belongs to you,” I moaned, my back arched on the soft bed. Damien thrust into my wet, slimy pussy as his cock hit the walls of my stretched vagina. “I’m going to make you choke on my name.” Adrian plunged his cock into my mouth and rammed it in and out. I gagged on his cock and sucked the tip as my tongue swirled around the pink tip.

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“I’m going to fuck you on that bed. I’m going to fuck you on that couch. I’m going to fuck you on that balcony, with the whole city watching.” He peeled off his shirt, revealing his powerful, muscular chest. He was older, yes, but his body was hard, honed by discipline and power. “But first,” he said, his voice dropping to a low growl. “We’re going to set some ground rules. Rule number one: you do not come without my permission. Ever. If you do, you will be punished. Do you understand?” “Yes, Mr. Carter,” she whispered, her voice a mere breath. “Rule number two: you are not to close any door in this suite. Not the bathroom door, not the closet door, not the bedroom door. Your body is an open

I bit my lip to stay quiet as he fucked me hard, the bedframe thumping the wall, hand over my mouth whenever I got loud. “You want Sophie to hear how good her friend takes my cock?” I shook my head and came hard around him. He followed, buried deep, filling me up. Afterwards he stayed inside me and said, “This stays between us.” I nodded. Henceforth we did it every chance we got—mornings when Sophie left early, nights when she slept with headphones on, once in the laundry room while the dryer ran, me bent over, him behind me, hand on my mouth, short hard thrusts.

"An older man fucking you like you're his property. Tell me the truth, Lia." "Yes! Yes, Julian! Harder, please, fuck me harder!" I sobbed, completely losing my mind from the pleasure. He gripped my waist with both of his huge hands, lifting my body slightly with every single downward plunge, driving his dick so deep I could feel it hitting the very top of my womb. The forbidden nature of it, the raw age gap, the way he completely controlled every inch of my body pushed me straight over the edge. My tight walls clamped down on his long dick like a vice, contracting wildly over and over again as a massive, uncontrollable squirt burst out of me, drenching his thighs and his stomach.

She licked the sweat from his throat and promised worse. The obsession sharpened in every city. Budapest: sex in the shadowed alley behind the opera house minutes before curtain, his hand over her mouth, strangers twenty feet away. Amsterdam: a midnight canal boat where he bent her over the rail and fucked her while tourists drifted past on another boat, close enough to touch. Barcelona: he tied her spread-eagle to the bedposts with the silk sashes from hotel robes and used a wand on her clit until she was speaking in tongues, then flipped her over and took her ass until she blacked out for three blissful seconds.

he directed her mouth on his cock through his hold on her hair. The forbidden held a special edge of appeal, he admitted to himself. Would he have found a blowjob by Marcella as exciting if he hadn’t have known that ever senior wolf in the pack would consider the act taboo? He didn’t know. But the taboo definitely added to the experience for him, as, he suspected, it did for Marcella.

“A matter, which unfortunately arose from your clinging to Ismail If not, where does all this Matías and Lauren stuff come from? Because it's obvious that it's your story with Al-Murabarak. You remain stuck in the same place, you decide to let go once and for all, and you don't dare” “My novel is beside the point. As for what I have with Aaron, I'm already ready to take the next step. I will have sex with him. I-I just have to look for a moment..." I stammered swallowing thickly. Taboo could be heard emerging from my lips. I wasn't talking about my real self, just that rushed part that pretended to have it all figured out, regarding intimacy. Which was not her concern to listen to, but being

“I’ll give you every style you want me to Ella. Let's give it a try. You can't continue like this forever. Your addiction needs to be conquered. One day your mummy will find out about this life you're living and you wouldn't be proud of it.” “You don't have a different d!ck size. I want a different d!ck size every time.” All that he was saying, wasn't any of my concern. Mother would never find out about my s*x life. I promise that. “Ella, think about this again. She'll eventually find out and that wouldn't be good. Give us a chance and leave this lifestyle alone. Even in class, you can ask me to follow you and zip down, I’ll do it..” he said and for some moment, my heart melted.

It makes him groan and fuck me even rougher. We stay like that, fucking hard against the wall. My legs shake from holding on. He pins me tighter, one hand on my ass, the other still spreading my pussy. "You're so tight and wet," he says. "This forbidden pussy feels too good." I moan loud but bite my lip to stay quiet. The taboo of it all makes me hotter. He's my brother in law, and here we are again, risking everything. His cock keeps pounding me violent, hitting spots inside that make my eyes roll back.