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My tongue slid into his mouth while I rolled my hips in a slow circle, grinding my soaked heat right on his cock. I felt him twitch under me immediately. “Fuck… Cassie, stop,” he groaned against my lips, hands coming up to my waist like he wanted to push me off. “It’s bad enough that i fucked my business partner’s daughter last night. I can't do it again…. I can’t—” I kissed him harder, grinding down harder, feeling his cock start to swell and thicken under me. “You already did it once,” I whispered, biting his bottom lip. “And you liked it. I felt how hard you came inside me. Don’t lie to me, Ryan.”

"Fuck me harder. Please, give it to me deep. You feel so much better than her." My stomach dropped. The heat made the betrayal hit ten times worse. Slick gushed down my legs while disgust and rage boiled in my chest. My boyfriend was gay, or at least into men, and he was letting my own twin brother rail him raw in their shared living room. Kane pushed back greedily, begging for more, his voice breaking on every thrust. They did not notice me at first. When my brother finally looked up and froze mid-stroke, Kane's eyes snapped open. He saw me standing there. His face drained of color, but his cock stayed rock hard, glistening.

Chase growled, his hips delivering three final thrusts that had his balls violently slapping against my skin one last time. "Give it to me! Inside, Chase!" I screamed, my voice cracking. With a loud groan, Chase slammed his hips forward one last time and held himself deep inside me. I felt his massive cock swell up and pulse violently against my prostate as he erupted, shooting thick, scorching ropes of hot cum deep inside my stretched hole. The sensation of his heat filling me up pushed me over the edge. My internal walls locked down in a massive, tight spasm, and my own dick erupted without me even touching it, splattering thick ropes of cum all over the sofa cushions.

“Fuck.” Rachel stared at her phone in the hotel room. Another lonely business trip, another boring night. The steamy romance novel she’d bought at the airport wasn’t helping the growing ache between her legs. It had been weeks since her breakup, and she was horny. She decided to head down to the hotel bar. Slipping into a cocktail dress and heels, she felt good as heads turned when she walked in. She ordered a glass of wine and soon a well-dressed man named Grant slid onto the stool beside her.

Just me, my nerdy glasses constantly slipping down my nose, and the three ripped, dangerously attractive stepbrothers I’ve done everything possible to avoid since they entered my life. Kai, Jax, and Ryker. All tall, heavily tattooed, muscular, and packing the kind of cocks I describe in vivid, vulgar detail in my secret online stories. The ones that made my anonymous account LunaLustWrites explode in popularity. Faceless videos of my body — heavy tits bouncing, my tight pussy stretched and creaming around thick toys, my ass arched high showing that small heart tattoo and distinct mole on my lower back. I write depraved taboo fantasies and film myself living them out in secret. No one knows t

she gasped, rolling her hips in slow, sensual circles. Damon’s hands gripped her ass, guiding her. “Ride me, baby. Take what you need.” His voice was rough velvet. She rode him with building passion, breasts bouncing as she leaned forward to kiss him. He thrust up to meet her, hitting that perfect spot every time. The pleasure was mad—intense waves crashing through her core. He flipped them suddenly, staying buried deep, and made love to her in missionary with surprising tenderness.

His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, but the moment his thick cock pushed inside me in one long, slow stroke, pleasure overrode the ache.

Damn, I could feel heat pooling between my legs already, my pussy getting slick just from standing this close to him in the pitch black. His fingers flexed on my hip, not pushing me away. “Easy, Riley. Stay right there a second. I’ll get the fire going stronger so we can see.” His voice was low and rough. He kept his hand on me as he moved us toward the living room, guiding me. My body followed without thinking, thighs rubbing together with every step and making my clit throb. We settled on the rug in front of the fireplace. Dante stacked more logs and got the flames crackling high, the orange glow lighting up his face and those broad shoulders.

EMMA My body felt boneless, utterly spent, yet glowing with a deep, satisfied warmth I had never experienced before. I lay sandwiched between Sarah and Jake in the middle of the huge bed, our skin slick with sweat, cum, and pussy juices. My head rested on Sarah’s soft, heaving breasts while Jake spooned me from behind, his softening cock nestled against my ass and one strong arm draped possessively over my waist. The room smelled like sex—musky, sweet, and filthy. The only sounds were our slowing breaths and the occasional soft kiss pressed to bare skin.

The locker room had become a prison of steam, sweat, and unrelenting lust. Alex could barely stand after the shower marathon, his legs shaking violently as residual cum continued to trickle down his inner thighs despite the water. His hole felt ruined—puffy, sore, and strangely empty now that Jax had finally pulled out. Every breath sent a throb through his overstimulated body, his prostate hypersensitive from the repeated poundings. The hot water had long since washed away most of the visible evidence, but the deep ache inside him remained, a constant reminder of how thoroughly he had been claimed.