Novel & Cerita Collected Fictions

I have tried to seduce Lena countless times, but she always shyly pulled away like she was scared of getting tainted by me. I wanted to break that innocence. I wanted to hear her scream out my name in pleasure while I pounded her from behind as her huge tits bounced from the impact. I have envisioned this fantasy so hard that thinking about it made my dick twitch in my pants painfully. I fantasized about how warm her tight cunt would feel when I was balls deep inside her. How it would feel like when I fucked her mouth while those innocent brown orbs looked up to me like I was her salvation. And I would worship her like the goddess she was, if only she would give me a chance.

She would definitely know what just happened with the way the whole office smelt of sweat and sex. I can't believe I got the most crazy sex of my life. And I can't believe it would happen with doctor Manuel It's satisfying even when I didn't get to release . He fucked me fiercely just how I've wished. “You asked for the file doctor, it's a compilation of all your patients for the week”she handed him the files as he nodded. " Thanks Chloe, I'd get to check them all" dropping them on his desk he faced me. " That would be all for today Miss McCann!”

"Oh no, nothing like that. I just wanted to...drop these off." The files landed heavily on his desk. His eyebrow shot up questioningly. "What are they?" My throat felt clogged as he reached for a cup of coffee, taking a small sip. As he set it back down, I reached for the files, my wrist hitting the ceramic mug and sending it crashing down. Thankfully it didn't break as it hit the hardwood floor, but the hot coffee still spilled. I winced as a few drops of it splashed onto my skin before bending down to pick up the mug.

"You still haven't told the family the whole story. We know you met in a silly coffee shop six months ago. But how exactly did you propose? You are such a boring, practical guy. I bet you just handed her a legal document and a ring at your office desk." I felt Finn's entire body go completely stiff next to me. His hand on my back tightened. I looked up at his face. His strong jaw was locked tight, and his eyes were wide with a sudden, silent flash of pure panic. Oh no. My heart dropped into my stomach. Finn was a brilliant lawyer who could win any case in a courtroom, but he was a man who needed to plan every single detail in advance. He had written a very long contract about our fake relati

forty years old, tall and lean with paint-stained hands, dark hair pulled into a messy bun, sharp features, intense gray eyes that swept over Luna with immediate interest. "Luna," he said, extending his hand. "Thank you for coming. Let me introduce you to the collective." The other five men stood from their various workstations: MARCUS (38) - Sculptor, muscular and covered in clay dust, powerful hands DAVID (42) - Photographer, sharp eyes, expensive camera around his neck JAMES (35) - Painter, youngest of the group, intense energy ROBERT (45) - Multimedia artist, gray at temples, distinguished CHEN (37) - Digital artist, lean and precise

His golden eyes searched mine carefully, almost like he was looking for hesitation. "You know what you're saying?" He asked, probably to be sure it wasn't the drink talking. "I do." Another long silence settled over the table as Damian exchanged a glance with his brothers. It wasn't spoken aloud, but something passed between them. Years of being triplets had probably made words unnecessary. Finally Damian reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a sleek black business card. He slid it across the table toward me. "Our address." I stared at it without touching it.

She added two her fingers to our pussies and pumped fast. We kept going until both of us were shaking and dripping sweat. We lay there panting, her fingers still lazily circling my swollen clit. "Told you college was fun," she whispered. I just nodded, my hidden fantasies now real and messy all over us. My ass felt used and sore in the best way, and I already wanted more.

Cole pulled out suddenly stroking himself fast right over my face. “Open that slut mouth wide Lena,” he grunted and I did sticking my tongue out desperate as thick ropes of cum shot across my cheeks and lips and straight into my mouth, hot and salty and thick as I swallowed what I could, the rest dripping down my chin onto my tits in sticky strings. Ryan and Jax sped up chasing their own releases, their thrusts turning brutal and erratic now, the sounds wet and filthy as my pussy and ass gushed around them with every slam, cum and squirt mixture splashing everywhere.

Just an address in the shadowed underbelly of the city, a warehouse district where the elite hid their dirtiest secrets. I should have burned it. Isla Vire did not bow to anonymous summons. But curiosity gnawed at me, sharp and insistent. Rumors swirled about The Vault, a private sanctum where the powerful traded in flesh and fantasy, curated by a man known only as The Curator. He orchestrated every moan, every surrender, pulling strings from the darkness. Women entered as guests and left as playthings, or so the whispers went. I crumpled the card, but the pull was too strong. What if I could expose him? Turn his game against him?