Crave An Erotic Story Collection Miranda Silver Novels & Stories

Her second orgasm built fast, coiling low, exploding when he ground against her clit mid-thrust stars bursting, pussy milking him in waves, her nails digging bloody crescents into his forearms. He pulled out abruptly, cock slick and shining with her cream, and spun her around. "Bend over," he commanded, voice laced with hunger. Mira obeyed, chest pressing to the desk's surface, cheek smooshed against a forgotten memo, the paper crinkling under her breath. Ink from a pen smeared cool across her skin. Her ass presented high, pussy gaping and dripping down her thighs, the air chilly against the heat. Harlan gripped her hips, bruising fingers sinking into flesh, and rammed back in from behind.

Her cheeks burned red and she gripped the edge of the table. When her orgasm hit, it was powerful. Her pussy spasmed hard around my fingers, flooding them with warm wetness. She bit her lip so hard I thought she might draw blood, eyes squeezing shut as waves rolled through her. I kept fingering her through it, drawing out every tremor while pretending to reach for more wine. The risk, the secrecy, the way her body betrayed her for me; it all fed something dark and addictive inside my chest.

"I very much love that you trust me to do it. It's such a turn-on to know that I'm the one, and that I can leave my mark on you like that. That I can fill you up and you want it, that you're laying here with us with my cum inside you right now." Gemma leaned in and kissed you again, long and firm, showing you that she wanted to reinforce those desires. Right up until Sabrina popped off your cock again. "I've got it. Creampie Queen." "Bitch, do I need to take the big, hard cock back from you?" Gemma asked. Sabrina rolled her eyes and took you between her lips again, staring her challenge at Gemma as if to say 'I dare you.' She slowly slid lower, taking half of you in, rolling her tongue along

“You want me to...” He nodded. “Suck your nipple. Suck it as if I were there.” I lifted one breast, bending down slightly, and allowing my tongue to circle my nipple. Within seconds, it was hard against my tongue. I sucked, flicking my tongue across both my nipples and around my areolas. An electric sensation coursed through my body as I slipped my hand between my thighs, stroking my already-sensitive clit. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he asked between ragged breaths as he stroked his dick, now visible, its head shiny and coated with a generous amount of precum. “Tell me.”

"Why are you shaking so hard?" "It's... it's cold down here." she lied, her voice cracking as she bit her lip. "Is it?" He let out a chuckle that vibrated through her entire body. "Because you feel incredibly hot to me." He slowly moved his hand off the silver knob and ran it up the inside of her thigh. His moved them against her sensitive skin, higher and higher until his thumb brushed right against the soaking wet lips of her pussy. She let out a sharp moan, as a massive wave of heat crashed through her. She was terrified of how wrong this was, but her body was screaming for his touch. She was already so slick, so swollen from earlier, and the feel of his thumb on her clit made her hips au

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Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

He slapped her tits, watching them bounce while she winced, watching something dark flash in his eyes. "You won't be able to get enough, even if you hate me." Madison immediately started to rethink her life's choices, wondering if she had made a mistake. She wanted to run away from the devil in front of her, but when his magical lps claimed her hard nipples again, she melted into his seduction.

As I get up from the love seat, I pull on her hand, leaving Maranda shocked and Marcela knowing. Closing the door behind us, I open the door to the room in front of us, allowing Miracle to enter first. The moment I closed the door, she grabbed my lips and I bit her lower lips, causing her to snarl. Hoisting her up with my hands firmly on her thighs, she dry humps the bulge my cock has created behind my jeans, and while we continued to struggle in our kiss to win, Silver began to pull her clothing off, and I led us to the bed ahead of us.

"Open it." Anna knelt, the concrete cold through the thin fabric of her dress. Her fingers trembled slightly as she lifted the heavy lid. Inside, on a bed of black velvet, was an array of objects that made her breath catch in her throat. There was a small, silver vibrator, sleek and modern. A string of five smooth, black glass beads, each one slightly larger than the last. A black, silicone butt plug with a flared base and a sparkling purple jewel at the end. And a small, curved dildo made of pale pink glass. It was a toolkit for debauchery.