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With a predatory grin, she dove between Stacy's spread thighs, burying her face in the other woman's messy pussy. Her tongue lapped at Stacy's swollen folds, eagerly scooping up the tangy essence of our lovemaking. Stacy cried out, her hips bucking against Mira's face as the other woman's talented mouth worked her over. Mira's fingers joined the fray, plunging deep into Stacy's sopping cunt while her tongue swirled around her clit.

“In this world, you follow my rules. No talking to other men alone. No secrets. And you come to my bed when I want.” Sandra nodded. Her body ached in the best way. “I understand.” But inside she felt torn. This man was dangerous. He killed people. He ruled with fear. Yet his touch made her feel alive. She craved him already. Facondo pulled her on top of him again. “One more time, my bride.” Sandra lowered herself onto him. She moved her hips. Slow at first. Then faster. Facondo gripped her ass. He guided her. Their moans mixed together.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS EXTREMELY GRAPHIC GANG BANG SCENES, PUBLIC SEX, DEGRADATION, MULTIPLE PARTNERS, AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. "MELANDA'S POV" My name is Melanda, and I was twenty-one years old when I made the stupidest, hottest decision of my life.

"Then why are you dripping down my wrist, Elena? Why is your pussy squeezing my fingers like it never wants me to stop?" I was losing control fast. The danger of being trapped, the risk of someone hearing my moans, and Lucian’s raw dominance were driving me insane. My moans grew louder, bouncing off the mirrored walls. "I’m gonna cum...Lucian, I’m so close!" I sobbed, gripping his shoulders. "Then cum for me," he commanded, fucking me harder with his fingers. "Cum on your boss’s hand while we’re trapped together." The orgasm hit me like a freight train. I cried out sharply, my pussy clenching violently around his fingers as I came hard. My juices ran down his wrist and dripped onto the eleva

“So tight. So sweet. So wet for me.” I couldn’t speak. Just gasped, moaned and begged with broken sounds. He hooked my legs over his shoulders and changed the angle. Now he hit deeper, right against that spot that made white sparks explode behind my blindfold. I screamed his name. Over and over. He fucked harder. Faster. No mercy. One hand slid between us. His fingers found my clit and rubbed in fast circles. “Come,” He ordered. “Cum on my cock. Now.” I shattered.

I bit my lips seductively as the image of his tongue flicking over my nipples while pinching hard on the other flooded my mind. My hand reflexively made for my nipples, pinching them through my tank top and enjoying the pleasurable sparks that shot through me. "God, you're hopeless, Nora!" I groaned into the sheet in sexual frustration. I bloody wanted more, but there was no way I could get it, not this morning at least. Just then a knock sounded on the door and I let out another groan. "Seriously, Olivia? Can't you wait for one freaking minute before showing up?" I screamed into the room as though Olivia was there listening to me.

He groaned against my clit, the vibration sending sparks up my spine, then pushed two fingers into my still-leaking ass, fucking me with them while his tongue flicked rapidly over my swollen nub. I was a mess, sweaty, trembling, leaking from both holes, yet my body craved more. The storm outside was finally weakening, but inside this room the real storm was only intensifying. He lifted his head, lips glistening with our combined arousal. “On your knees, princess. Hands behind your back.” I obeyed instantly, sliding off the bed onto the rug. He retrieved the thick leather collar from the nightstand and buckled it tightly around my throat, the silver ring cold against my heated skin. The famil

Lena grabbed my throat with one hand and my tit with the other, pinching my nipple hard as she pounded me. “This pussy belongs to me now,” she snarled, thrusting even harder. “Every time you see me at family dinners, you’re going to remember how I ruined this tight little cunt.” I was losing my mind. The dirty talk, the bondage, the forbidden thrill of fucking Maya’s sister — it was all too much. Lena suddenly pulled out, leaving me empty and whining. She climbed onto the bench, straddling my face. “Eat my pussy first,” she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth.

I rode his hand shamelessly, my tits bouncing with each thrust. He watched me with raw hunger, free hand yanking the top of my dress down so my breasts spilled free. “Beautiful,” he breathed, leaning in to suck one hard nipple into his mouth. His tongue flicked mercilessly while his fingers curled inside me, hitting that spot that made stars explode behind my eyes. “Cas—fuck—right there!” I grabbed his hair, holding him to my chest. “Don’t stop.” He added a third finger, stretching me. “Come for me, Marilyn. Soak my fingers, baby.”

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier