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All I wanted to do was flee, but fuck he had his fingers so deep up my pussy and it felt so fucking good. "Dear fucking devil. If you're not a fireman, who are you? What did you say your name was?" I purred, biting down on my lip, my head falling back, my eyes shutting without permission as an orgasm started building up in my core. Guilt and pleasure flooded my senses. I was doing it again. Cheating on my boyfriend of three years and it felt fucking amazing. Wrong, morally compromising, but so so good.

So goddamn gentle it made my chest ache more than the wound. I pressed my face to his shirt. And I let myself feel it. That pull. That sick, dark thrill that came from being completely claimed. Later that night, he took me to another club. Not the kind with drinks and music. No—The Chamber was private. High-end. Invitation only. The kind of place where the wealthy came to indulge. Dominic dressed me in nothing but a leather harness and heels. My nipples were bare, hard. The brand was still raw, but visible if you bent me just right.

Emotions flooded her, overwhelming pleasure, crushing guilt over Sophia, and a twisted thrill that this was her best friend’s future husband tasting her first on their wedding day. He sucked her clit hard, two thick fingers plunging deep inside her, curling relentlessly against her G-spot. Her legs shook violently. She came fast and brutally, biting her lip to stay quiet as her pussy clenched and gushed around his fingers. Damien rose, lips glistening with her juices, eyes wild. “You taste even better than I imagined.” He freed his cock thick, veined, and achingly hard, the head already leaking. Lila wrapped her hand around it, stroking as guilt and desire warred in her chest. “We’re going t

His eyes are focused on me now. “I have done terrible things. I have let men stick their dicks in places they should never have. See, don’t judge me,” I place my left hand on his arm. He flinches a little, but doesn’t move. “It’s not my duty to judge.” “Thank you. There was one time at a club, I sucked on a man’s dick while getting fucked by two other men. One hand his face in my pussy, and another had his cock in my ass. I know I should have felt bad,” I widen the space between my legs, “but I didn’t. I loved choking on his cock while the man beneath me ate every inch of my loving, soft, wet pussy. The man behind, he grabbed my cheeks, and pounded into me so hard that I felt the tears choki

“I’ll find someone else. Just remember, when I needed you, you took Dominic’s side, after he cheated on me and asked for an open marriage.” “What? Olivia, wait!” Lilian’s voice jumped with shock. “I didn’t know he said that… Fine. I’ll get your name on the list. But please, don’t do something you’ll regret.” “I’ll try.” ***************** Lilian got me on the celebrity hookup site, a dark platform where famous and exotic women put themselves up for the highest bidder. All kinds of men frequented the site, looking for women to fuck them and satisfy their deepest fantasies. My fingers hovered over my phone screen, staring at the app as men placed their bids on me. I sat in a tight, seductive re

“Your pussy is creaming all over daddy’s dick. You like knowing it is wrong? You like knowing your father in law is balls deep in the same hole his son used to fuck?” “Yes,” I gasped, nails digging into his broad shoulders. “It is so wrong but I cannot stop. Fuck me harder Marcus. Claim this pussy. Make it yours.” The guilt mixed with the pleasure turned everything sharper and more intense. I could smell our combined arousal thick in the air. I could taste the salt on my lips from panting so hard. Every sense was overwhelmed by him.

“Alice—what the hell? You’re white as a sheet.” I can’t breathe right. The pain pulses again, deeper this time, spreading out like fire through my veins. My vision blurs at the edges. Something else comes with it—hot, sick waves of lust that aren’t mine. Pleasure that feels wrong, dirty, tangled up with guilt I didn’t ask for. I feel him—Reign—his body moving, hips thrusting, the slick heat of someone else’s mouth, the groan he lets out when he finishes.

With a heavy sigh, I made my way out of the locker room, leaving Celine to stew in her own bitterness. The thought of entertaining Sir Felix filled me with a mixture of disgust and despair. I knew what awaited me behind closed doors: another night of feigned affection and hollow intimacy, all in exchange for a handful of bills. But I had long since resigned myself to this reality, to the harsh truth of my existence in a world where money spoke louder than morals. As I arrived at Sir Felix's luxurious penthouse, I plastered on a smile and forced myself to play the part of the willing companion. His leering gaze sent a shiver down my spine, but I pushed aside my revulsion and focused on the ta

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