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Ten minutes in, the vibrations increased. I gripped the edge of my desk, biting down hard on my lower lip. The plug pulsed in deep, rhythmic waves, pressing perfectly against that sensitive spot inside me. Pleasure rolled through my body in heavy waves. My thighs clenched together as I fought to keep my breathing steady. “Miss Parker,” he called suddenly, his voice perfectly calm. “Can you elaborate on how repression often intensifies desire?” I stood on shaky legs, my voice breathy. “Repression… creates a pressure that makes the eventual release feel… overwhelming. The longer one denies themselves, the more powerful the surrender becomes.”

They why all my mouth could utter are moans of pleasure and wanting? When he’s completely inside me, he stopped moving and started kissing my lips hungrily like the thread of his patience is just a millimeter at most. I could feel him inside me, truly feel him. This is so new, the feeling, the way this affects me, the way I’m liking having sex with a man not my husband, this is pure pleasure. A Sinful Pleasure. He started pulling out slowly and I cried as I felt my flesh followed the rhythm of his move.

However, as I was walking upstairs, the scattered clothes immediately caught my attention. A red dress and a laced panty were on the floor and his bedroom door was slightly open. I immediately felt nervous with what I saw and I couldn't help but to think of something bad. I walked slowly and covered my mouth when I caught a glimpse of what was happening inside his room. My heart started beating fast as the pain enveloped it. I cannot believe my eyes! There he was, my unfaithful boyfriend, grinding against another woman. He was pushing hard against her behind her back.

I left Aaron for the meantime on the part where the fountain pens are to go to the novel section. Since I saw Sophie Lark's Brutal Prince on TikTok's recommendation, people who have read this say that it has a strong female lead. I enjoy books of that genre, therefore I may be interested in reading it. I looked at the shelves. I also picked up a book and read the synopsis on the back when Aaron came to me here. "You like reading books?" he asked. I turned my eyes on him, "Uh, sometimes. If I'm interested in the plot," I answered.

My screams and cries of pleasure were prevented by Ronald cock thrusting into my mouth. With each thrust and stroke I receive from Justin, send shock waves through my body as his frenum piercing brushes against the inner walls of my pussy. My pussy contracts and clenchs involuntarily around his massive length, gripping him so tightly that he moans in bliss. "Oh fuck, Genevieve, your pussy is gripping my dick so well," Justin groans, his grip on my hips tightening. At this moment I know that I look like a slut. Fuck, these guys knew how to pleasure a woman for real. They were like sex gods as they moved within my body in sync, and this was just the beginning.

"Yeah, he did. He said it was just business. I have been starving for any kind of real touch. It is embarrassing how badly I want it right now." Marcus leaned in across the table, his intense eyes locked on mine. "Nothing embarrassing about wanting pleasure, Ava. When was the last time someone made you come so hard you forgot your own name?" "Never," I admitted, my voice breathy. Damien's fingers traced higher up my thigh. "God, that feels nice. Do not stop." Damien grinned wider. "We have not even started. Say the word and we will show you what three men who actually appreciate a woman can do. I bet you are already wet just thinking about it."

My pussy felt swollen and slick, lips glistening under the light. I sat back in the chair, legs spread wide, and ran my fingers along my inner thighs. The chat was a blur of filthy praise and demands. I teased my clit lightly, gasping at how sensitive I already was. My hips rocked forward, chasing the pleasure. I slipped one finger inside myself, then two, fucking myself slowly while my other hand tugged at my tank top until my breasts spilled free. The tips kept coming. I was making real money, but the real reward was the way their words made me feel wanted, dirty, and so fucking powerful.

I was completely trapped between the two of them, floating in a cloud of sensation that blurred the line between shame and pure, unadulterated pleasure. My body was entirely out of my control, reacting purely to the intense friction of his fingers inside my soaked cunt and the sheer size of the dick filling my throat. The initial panic and embarrassment that had weighted down my chest were completely swallowed by the heavy, throbbing ache building at the base of my stomach. Every thrust of his hand inside my cunt brought me dangerously close to an edge I hadn't expected to cross, leaving me breathless, dripping wet, and entirely at their mercy in the middle of the room.

“Try me.” The door slammed shut behind Cooper, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the quiet office. Richard exhaled, his body sagging slightly as the adrenaline drained away. His fingers curled into fists, the weight of what he’d just done settling over him like a shroud. He’d won—for now. But the victory was bitter, tainted by the knowledge that he’d dragged Pamela deeper into his world, a world of blackmail and shadows and men like him.

Suddenly all went black. Nate, Ian, and Zaki's stories are Completed titled It's Just I Love You. Boy x Boy, intense, hotter, bondage, rape, and kinkier than this, if you are not into that stuff, sorry. That is, the story of the three of them is COMPLETED, but he is Boy X Boy, meaning Man to Man. You will get to know Zaki better in that story and find out how much he loves Ian and how much he loves you, argh just kidding haha. Waaaah. 👇 >