Indulging Novels & Stories

The sight was taboo and hot, and it made my stomach twist because I was watching my mom get claimed, her legs spread for another man while I was getting claimed by his daughter. “Mmm…” Olivia mumbled softly. That mumble was dark, and it came from deep in her chest, her pleasure making me to shift my focus back to her ass. Olivia’s fingers that were still spreading my pussy wall open began to spread wider… allowing her tongue to slid in and out of me and with each thrust, her saliva slid onto me. The spread was brutal, and Olivia’s tongue was relentless, sliding in and out like she was claiming every inch while her saliva made me slick for her.

Evans knew exactly how to drive me wild. "I'm close," I gasped desperately. "You are not allowed to cum." Evans pulled away, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I want to make you beg for it," he whispered, his fingers teasingly trailing down my body. I shivered with anticipation, knowing that he was going to take me to the edge and back again before finally letting me release. I squirmed beneath him, craving release but also enjoying the torment. He flipped me over onto my stomach.

I knew it wouldn’t be easy having to stifle my moans so I wouldn’t be heard, but it only added to the pleasure. That night and the morning after, I enjoyed everything Seth, from his kisses to his soft touches down to those deep thrusts that had me begging for more. What is cheating in the grand scheme of things? The horrifying fact that you know what you are doing is by all means wrong, but the fun of doing it adds to the excitement, so this is what Michael enjoys. “Another round?” I asked out of fear, though deep down wanting it so bad. Seth is so scary; we have done it for hours, and he keeps going nonstop. Is it because he is young blood or is he just obsessed with me?

Sade “Trent,” I moaned his name. “Shh, just let it go. It’s going to make what comes next a lot easier. Let go. Give in to the need.” His mouth moved to kiss my neck. His finger kept moving, sliding in and out, making my body slick with need. I could feel a strange, beautiful spiral of deliciousness spreading out over my limbs, making me gasp and moan. I moved my hand to his back, scraping my nails down his flesh and squeezing one very nice chunk of ass. I felt him jerk, his erection pressing against me through his underwear.

Martha replied. I bounced my baseball off my closed office door, deciding if I'd let Martha, who'd been trying so hard all month to get me to notice her, into my office, or if I'd invade her space with my presence. The ball bounced back and forth from my palm to the door multiple times before deciding. It had been too long since I'd given in to my sensual pleasures, and if Martha asked nicely, I'd let her partake. "Come here," I replied, cutting the call and sending a quick text to my assistant to not interrupt me for the next hour.

Not lust. Something more satisfying.

But as soon as I saw it, it disappeared. "You must enjoy fucking women, getting them pregnant and declining the children over some dumb reason that doesn't make any sense since you won't tell anyone what it is," I pressed. I wanted more of that hurt he was feeling, I wanted to see that he was suffering just as much as I was.

He linked me, and I moaned louder, writhing with pleasure, trying to obey my alpha. "Please," I moaned, and he growled, sucking and brushing his tongue against my clit. "Not yet; I want to enjoy this longer," He linked me, and I squirmed. My body wanted to explode, but my mind tried to delay it. I doubted I could hold out for long. I felt him place his finger inside me and massage my clinging walls. "James, please, please," I moaned. "Alpha," he said with a low growl, still eating me up.

His lips were smooth and seductive as his arms moved away from my face, wrapped around my waist, and firmly held me. Subsequently, his hand slid under my shirt, stroking the smooth flesh before reaching my brittle buds. I exclaimed between kisses at the sweet sensation that had taken over my body. My head was clouded, and my eyes were rolling to the back of my head, especially when he left my lips and attacked my neck instead, sucking hard on it—the pleasure intensified, and a feeling pooled in my stomach.

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