Novel & Cerita Sin And Chocolate Audiobook

Chapter 2 Sophia’s POV I didn’t even hesitate. The second he said it, I opened my mouth wide and took the fat, leaking head of his cock between my lips, sucking hard like the desperate little slut I’d been writing about for months. His taste hit me instantly—salty precum and that thick, musky man smell that made my cunt clench hard around nothing. I pushed forward, trying to take more, but his grip in my hair tightened and he forced my head down further.

“Is this some kind of BDSM shit?” He shook his head sideways as a scoff rolled out of his mouth. “Unfortunately, this isn’t.” He chuckled before folding the hand of the doctor coat as he winked at me. “This? This is PRESCRIPTION FOR PLEASURE. Open your mouth for me, Selene.” He purred with a blissful, seductive voice. The phrase “Prescription for Pleasure” made heat flood my entire core, and I felt my pussy grow wetter. I opened my mouth, and Doctor Charles shoved his coat inside my mouth so that I wouldn’t be able to speak anymore.

I know you heard me. 'Yes, I heard it.' I said to him. 'I am now reading the book I got from the restricted section of the library. There is something about this book, titled The 12 Sinners: The Demon's Souls. I think there is something here we can use to defeat them. Who knows, I will start here. Just enjoy them first, dude.' I heard Hunter's voice in my head. He is talking to me. I nodded my head even though he couldn't see me.

"No one." He say as the noisy place went quite "No one should high the tax levy, anyone who is ready to object. Should first bring his head to be chop off by me. " He added making the influential men in the room scared "Theodore." He called and the man opposite him barely answer, seeming to know what his offence was. "Withdraw from the contact with the Europeans, you don't want to be a traitor do you. " He say calmly and the Theodore nod.

“She’s not even the Goddess of the moon, but of all light – and she has a partner. Though honestly he sounds like a bit of a downer.” “Well, isn’t that fascinating.” Sinclair tells me, in the tone of one speaking to a drunk toddler. Then he clears his throat, “Dad?” “Yeah, she’s still pretty high.” Henry mutters, and I emit an affronted scoff. “Here dearheart, listen to this while I explain to Dominic.” My phone is ready and waiting at my side, with the recording of Sinclair’s purrs cued up in case I needed to be calmed down during the session. He presses play, and the sound rumbles to life by my ear, sending ripples of cozy warmth through my body.

Chapter 3: Sacrilegious Surrender The weight of our escalating sins pressed upon me like the stone walls of the convent, unyielding and cold. Each dawn brought the tolling bells, calling us to prayer, but my devotions had twisted into something profane. From the pulpit, I spoke of redemption, yet my gaze lingered on Elena during mass, her form shrouded in black but her posture betraying the subtle shifts—thighs pressing together, cheeks heating under the veil. She was unraveling, her faith fracturing under the onslaught of desire, and I reveled in it. The priest in me recoiled, whispering of damnation, but the man—the dominant force she'd awakened—yearned to push further, to bind her not jus

Tears filled my eyes as they replayed in my head. “My brother was a disgusting pervert, an abnormal freak who had also been possessed by a demon of lust,” I said in a small voice. “He said those words over and over to me till it stuck in my head, as if they were directed at me.” My mind replayed the way I had felt whenever he had opened his mouth to say even a word. And I would feel it deep down inside of my chest. Aiden the disgusting, the pervert, the freak and the demon possessed.

The man just went back to his pleading as he promised that he wouldn't do it again, "Ple-," before he could finish that sentence, a fist collided with his cheek and his face went flying to the side, making blood drip from his nose and mouth. I took a puff from my cigarette as I leaned in closer to the man, grabbed his chin and turned his face to mine, exhaling the fumes in his face as he went into a coughing fit. The man cried as he closed his eyes and looked up at the ceiling while tears slipped from his swollen eyes, "God, please help me," he whispered and I chuckled, "I hate people like you... You do bad things your whole life without facing any consequences, then one day, when you finall

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BOOK 1: THE SHEPHERD'S SIN SYNOPSIS: "Some sins are too delicious to confess. Enter at your own risk. Once you cross the line, there is no going back.” Step into a world where the lines between pleasure and pain are blurred, and the word 'forbidden' is merely an invitation. The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire.