Novel & Cerita Cerita Cinta Erotis

A flicker of vulnerability, quickly hidden behind his usual smirk. “Maybe I take you seriously,” he said quietly. Her heart skipped, but before she could respond, he rolled her over, pinning her beneath him with another kiss. And just like that, the conversation disappeared into the heat of their bodies again. The secret affair grew deeper, hotter, and more dangerous with every passing night. Zara knew it was a mistake. She knew she was playing with fire. But every time Cade touched her, every time he whispered her name in the dark, she forgot all the reasons she should stop.

“Look at you… riding my cock so beautifully. You’re shaking for me, baby. Such a filthy, perfect girl. Keep going — use me. Make yourself cum on my cock.” I moaned loudly, leaning forward so my hair fell around us like a curtain. Our mouths met in messy, desperate kisses as I rode him harder, my shaky legs struggling to keep the pace. Every time I sank down, he thrust up to meet me, hitting that perfect spot over and over. “Viktor… I’m so close,” I whimpered, my voice trembling. “Don’t stop— I love you… fuck, I love feeling you inside me.” He gripped my hips tighter, helping me move. “Come for me, Scarlett. Let me feel you squeezing my cock. I’m yours… all yours.”

Killian didn't stop, not until she started to scream and struggle, unable to bear the intense pleasure that was shooting through her. He finally pulled away, grinning darkly and wiping the sweat off his chin. She tried to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling as she felt the soreness in her cunt. She couldn't deny the fact that no man had ever fucked her like Killian. She was addicted to his roughness, to the way he treated her like a whore and fucked her without mercy. She stared at him and his erection, and she immediately knew that it wasn't over. However, she loved it, she couldn't wait for him to rail her again, maybe pinned to the wall this time.

wall again, lifted pounding, back scraping as he slammed nonstop. Doggy on the floor next, ass up, cock spearing from behind, hands fisting hair. "Show size... take it all, crush girl." "Beg nicely... or no more. Fall in love? Mine to unlock anytime." Second climax hit, body shaking, gushing around him. He followed, pulling out to rub cum over my ass, then back in, senseless rhythm, hardening minutes later, true to the pull. Counter tease, bed tangle hours of desperate fucks, tension's fire consuming.

Taking a sip, he nearly reeled at the salty-sweet taste and lapped hungrily at the wound, making sure not to suck the life out of the redhead. Ah, he was nearing the edge and so was Laty, he could tell. Biting his tongue, Kil spat out his blood at the cut and watched as it closed itself, and then turned to share the lingering taste of their joining with Laty in a long kiss. Howling, Lary broke from the kiss, and just as he was about to orgasm, he marked his mate. **** The two lovers lay in the aftermath of their lovemaking as they tried to catch their breath.

I said slowly, vibrating to my core as his hands slid toward my clit while his fingers started fucking my entrance so well. “You’re fucking wet,” he added, kissing my abdomen slightly. He didn't stop; he kept finger-fucking my pussy while rubbing my clit hard. I couldn't control my moans. They got super loud, really loud, while my eyes kept rolling back. “Oh my God, you’re fucking sweet.” His smile got wider the more he rubbed my clit, and I couldn't control the tears that started to fall from my eyes. I started to mumble, “Hmm... uhm... fuck... Adrian.”

“You gave it to me. Your first time. Your first cock. Mine.” “Yours—” Doe cried out, another orgasm building fast. “It’s yours— I’m gonna cum again—” “Then cum. Cum all over Daddy’s cock while he ruins this tight virgin pussy.” She shattered with a scream, walls clamping down so hard Hero cursed loudly. He fucked her through it, chasing his own release, hips stuttering as he buried himself as deep as he could and came hard inside her. Thick ropes of cum pumped into her, overflowing around his cock as he kept grinding through the aftershocks.

“Tonight. Here in the loft after we eat.” “Okay.” He pulled me close and kissed me soft. “You sure you are ready? We can stop anytime.” “I am sure. I want you to make me come hard from both holes.” He kissed my forehead. “Then tonight. I will go slow at first, lube everywhere. Make sure you are relaxed.” “Thank you.” “Tell me more about what you wrote. What else?” “I wrote about squirting, overstimulation. You pounding me until I lose count of orgasms.”

He spit on his own cock and pressed the head against Calvin’s hole, right above where my cock was already buried. Calvin slowed down, breathing hard, as Elliot pushed in alongside me. The stretch was intense. I could feel every inch of Elliot’s cock sliding in next to mine, both of us filling Calvin at the same time. “Fuck,” Calvin groaned, his hips bucking forward. “That’s so fucking hot.” They started moving together, Elliot thrusting while Calvin rocked between us. My cock rubbed against Elliot’s inside Calvin’s ass, the friction intense. Then Calvin reached down and started jerking himself, his cock leaking precum steadily onto my stomach.

My clit ached, begging for touch after last night. He laughed, low rumble vibrating through his chest into mine. "Please what? You want me to finger that needy cunt? Make you squirt all over my desk?" His fingers pressed firmer against the fabric, rubbing slow circles over my clit through the panties. The friction was maddening, building that fire again, but not enough. The wet spot grew, soaking through, his fingers slick with my arousal. "Fuck, listen to that. Your pussy's talking, Mira. Sloppy and desperate."