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Our clits rubbed together as she started scissoring, our hips rolling in a steady rhythm that sent sparks through both of us. Her dark skin glistened with sweat, and I felt every slick slide of her folds against mine. Belle broke the kiss just long enough to watch us, her face flushed at the sight then her lips crashed against mine with renewed vigor. Only stopping to tighten her hold on my neck and pepper kisses along my jawline and neck then going back to bite my lower lip and kiss the fuck out of me. Tasha's hands roamed my body, one squeezing my breast and pinching my nipple while she ground her pussy harder against mine. Our wetness mixed, making every movement slippery and sexy.

This one barely registered. He rolled off, breathing hard, and pulled me against his chest. “Love you,” he whispered. “Love you too.” I stared at the ceiling while he fell asleep. My pussy was still leaking a mix of both of them. I slid my hand down and touched myself slowly, remembering the exact shape of Mr. Grant’s cock. How it had forced me open. How he had held me down and told me that cunt was his now. I came quietly with my fingers, biting my lip so Derick wouldn’t wake up. It wasn’t enough. I already knew tomorrow I would stay late again. I needed the real thing.

He sounded so sexy and enchanting, making my body soften, then raising his other hand, he claps my face in between his hands, leaning closer to me while I get lost in his captivating face… “Do you know how I long for you? I have been waiting, biding my time and giving you so much time to relax before meeting you. But…so sorry, I can't take it anymore.” He paused, snuggling his face on my cheeks and sniffing my scent like a dog. Inhaling my scent like he had been enchanted and sticking out his tongue to lick my nose making me shiver and twist in his hands. I gasp from the wet sensation of his tongue on my nose, then I heard his deep seductive voice say; “I want you…”

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

I missed seeing his cock. Anthony climbed the bed and snatched my hand away from my center. He pinned both hands by my head and settled between my legs. I shuddered at the feeling of his warm cock nestled at my wet center. “You are a disaster,” he said and kissed me hard. I moaned and shuddered underneath him at the passionate kiss he was giving me. His kiss was bruising and hot, making me feel heated in every part of my body. He began to grind against me, rubbing his length up and down my entrance. He lathered his cock with my wetness and all I could do was moan and cry for more.

The contrast of his rough, masculine hand against her soft, porcelain skin was the most erotic thing Ruth-Ann had ever experienced. "There," he whispered, his voice thick with a hunger he could barely suppress. He began to do up her buttons, one by one, his knuckles grazing the valley between her breasts with every movement. "You're alright now. He's gone." "Thank you," she sniffled. Ryder reached up and cupped her face, his thumb wiping away a stray tear. The intensity between them was hotter than lava, a magnetic pull that was impossible to ignore. Ruth-Ann leaned into his palm, her eyes fluttering shut as she breathed in the scent of him.

“Yeah sure,let's go with that. Provided you don't end up catching feelings at some point, then we are good, and when all of this is finally over, you'll walk away without turning back.” I spoke walking towards her direction, my cock was still rock hard and I hadn't gotten my fill earlier. She lay down on the bed completely, raising her left legs, her silky gown moved up and she touched her boobs, flashing me a tired but seductive smile. “I assume that should be my line, Romano, I'll never fall in love with you….”

he asked in a husky voice that was as sweet. I could feel his growing erection at my backside. The ache in my pussy signaled my need, and I had to do something, anything, to quench its thirst. I turned and pulled him down for a kiss, my hands flying to catch on to his curls. His mouth danced with mine, painting his taste against my tongue and nipping at my bottom lip with his teeth. When he sucked my tongue into his mouth, I moaned, signaling him to pick me up and take me to the bed. “Let me make you feel good, Rene.”

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.