Elly Clutch Uncensored Novels & Stories

“There are people everywhere.” I bit my lip as he fingered me slowly, curling against my g-spot while Jax watched with dark eyes, occasionally reaching under the table to rub my clit. By the time our drinks arrived, I was dripping down Marcus’s hand, trying desperately not to moan. “You’re going to come right here,” Jax said quietly, eyes locked on mine. “While all these people have no idea what a slut you are for us.” Marcus rubbed my clit faster. I came hard, biting my hand to stay silent, pussy clenching around his fingers as waves of pleasure crashed through me.

I rushed down to snatch the phone from Mom but she already saw a message popping up on the screen. God...! Damn it...! To those who are wondering why I don't have a lock on my phone, because Mom never allowed us, sisters to have a lock. According to her, we can't have any secret contacts. But the thing that I must fear about right now is the video playing. Scarlett sent me a video from that night, in which Mr. Richard is dancing intimately with a girl. Yep... That's me. She even wrote specifically to show this video to Mom. Pissed off...!

I can't believe myself right now, am I a whore for wanting for more right now. He moves his lips faster and in just a few movements I release my first orgasm. "Oh my gosh, Hector! I'm sorry. "I immediately pulled up my t-shirt to look at her and wipe her face. "Oh my gosh," I'm so embarrassed right now. It's all over his face right now, I'll wipe it off with the tissue next to me as he suddenly touches my hand and looks me in the eyes. I stiff when he licked it from the side of his lip and temptingly stared at me.

Of old film. They moved forward. Slow steps. The shape did not move. Did not turn. The lens stayed pointed at them. Click. Click. Ethan spoke. “What do you want?” The shape lifted its head slowly. No face. Only deeper dark beneath the hood. Then a voice. Not Daniel’s. Not the son’s. A voice made of many voices layered. Elara’s. Her mother’s. Sandra’s. Their own younger selves. All at once. “You kept the door open.”

"Ugh, fuck, Isabel... You're soaking wet, it's so easy to slip my fingers in..." Seth groaned, his voice hoarse. Izzy bit her lower lip, feeling Seth's fingers exploring her sensitive area, roughly playing with her, carefully examining the cut there. She was close to writhing in pleasure, his intense gaze making her feel even wetter. "Ohhh... You're so fucking wet, baby... I want to destroy your pussy with hard strokes."

My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance. In contrast to Carter, who was completely silent and didn't even speak, Auxel was conversing with the other guys in front of him. "Alistair Ethan Montereal. That guy is the happy pill of their group, isn't he a ray of sunshine?" When I looked at the guy he was looking at, I was immediately captivated by his soft, Irish eyes that swam with joy as he spoke to his friends. I'm vaguely familiar with him, I think I saw him somewhere. Was he the one I saw with various girls in our department all the time?

I muttered, pulling away when I realized I was leaking precum badly. I didn’t know her contraception status, and nothing on God’s green earth appealed to me less than becoming a parent. I fisted my cock as I watched her touch herself. “Fix it,” I said, ending the call mid-ramble. I grabbed Emilia by the front of her throat and hauled her back against my chest, forcing her legs open as she settled onto me. “Tell me, baby.” I rolled her nipples between my fingers as she rubbed against me. “Have you ever sucked cock before?”

She knew crossing paths with Ethan would change everything. As she neared his secret den, Luna's senses heightened. She caught a whiff of his familiar musky scent, and her heart skipped a beat. She approached the entrance cautiously, calling out his name. The air crackled with tension as she waited for his response. A rustling sound behind her made her spin around, and there he was - Ethan. Tall, rugged, and with a wildness in his eyes that matched her own. Luna felt a surge of electricity run through her as their gazes locked. His lips curved into a predatory smile.

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

He was no longer comfortable in his seat so she carefully unbuttoned his pants. Next, she unzipped the zipper. She pulled down his pants a little. She saw the bulging manhood. Her hand slipped inside Clayton's briefs and touched his furious "thing". She could hear Clayton's no longer steady breathing. He even wet his lips with his saliva as he stared at her. She looked down at what she was holding. She lowered her head and put out her tongue to lick the tip.