Sinful Skins Novels & Stories

My eyes went to his face as he thrust in and out of me and I can't help but wonder how someone with such an angelic face would be so savage. Lucas asked for my submission and I shall not give it to him so easily, my deviance is the only thing I've got and I'm gonna make use of it till he breaks me, I ached my hips up, inviting him to ravage me. The desire I feel is sinful but I'm gonna enjoy it while it lasts. Taking one of my hands off the headboard, I dive it in between us to feel us. I am spread impossibly wide to fit him but I'm taking him, I rubbed my sensitive clit before wrapping my fingers around his cock to feel him as he thrust in and out of me. Pleasurable sounds escaped us as our

Abstinence shouldn't prickle my skin. Not licking hers shouldn't scorch my insides. But it does. I'm enjoying this whole thing and it's killing me. The sweetest torture. No man should ever have to endure it. And I'm one step away from calling it in, transferring from Life Beyond Care to another facility, getting out while I still can, while the virus that is Mia Dawson hasn't completely corrupted my system, now when I can boast of some sort of self-control. I dread the harder I push, the closer we're pulled against each other.

“For we have sinned.” The blasphemy only made me wetter. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper as he started thrusting harder. We moved together like we had been made for this. His cock hit places inside me I didn’t know existed. Every deep stroke made me moan louder. The sound of skin slapping skin mixed with our desperate gasps and whispered sins. He fucked me harder, pounding into me with raw need. The bed creaked beneath us. I was going to come again.

My pussy was already wet, and the shame of that made my face burn. Lorenzo ran his hand over my ass, squeezing and spreading my cheeks. “Look at this pretty little pussy. Already dripping for your owner.” He brought his hand down hard on my right ass cheek. Smack! I gasped loudly, my body jolting forward. “Count them,” he ordered. “One… Sir,” I breathed. Smack! Smack! Smack! He spanked me again and again, alternating between cheeks. Each strike stung sharply, sending heat spreading across my skin. By the tenth spank, my ass was burning and I was whimpering, but my pussy was soaking wet, dripping down my thighs.

They were still weeping tears of joy as they followed my brothers and Rowan up the hill toward the house. I knelt and gathered Sinthy into my arms. She was almost entirely weightless, like a dried-out shell that still held the shape but no longer the substance of what it once was. Her head drooped against my shoulder, and I couldn't get over how colorless she looked. Her skin was nearly see-through, and her eyes appeared as though she had mistakenly used red dye instead of eye drops. The blood-red sclera made her look far more unsettling than usual. "Did he make it?" she murmured as I carried her.

Every thrust made my cunt cream more. Our skin collided against one another. Every thrust felt like a wonderful rhythm. The sound of his heavy balls slapping against my dripping pussy filled the room. The burn was delicious, turning quickly into overwhelming pleasure that made my toes curl and my breath hitch His groans, my moans. Our pleasures fill the room with no care in the world about who can hear us. Sweat slicked our bodies, making our skin glide and stick. I imagined Jake downstairs completely unaware while his father ruined his girlfriend’s cunt on the same bed he slept in. The taboo only made me clench harder around Marcus’s cock.

It was quiet and peaceful, opposite from what was going inside me. Kimberly was naked ,laid on her back ,the only thing that was covering her was a thin sheet from the lower back till her feet. Her skin was as white as snow and the only colour left on her body were the marks of strikes, deep red and brown colour lines left a cruel decoration on her back. Each line didn't just left a scar on her back but also her soul.

"We've got the whole week." Bruno stroked his wet cock. He was too turned on, too eager to fuck her. He spun her around, and bent her over the couch. Vivian’s short skirt was hiked up around her waist. Bruno could see soaked white panties. He pushed the panties to the side. Vivian's smooth, shaved pussy glistened with her wetness. Damn it! Her fat pussy was always a delight to look at. Bruno rubbed his tip up and down her slit, teasing her.

Sage Despite what everyone said, what they will continue to say, despite the anarchy he raises, Dante Sokolov is sin wrapped in a gloriously beautiful male human body. And he's what truly living feels like. This substantial, nebulous force that could never be watered down or put out. When we agreed to be friends with benefits last year, I knew he'd be bad for me. I never really cared. I was caught up in his hot body and sexy accent that felt velvety in my ears.

The private jet’s cabin was a cocoon of dark luxury black leather seats that swallowed me whole, dim amber lighting that made everything feel intimate and dangerous, and the low, constant hum of the engines slicing through the night sky. Outside the windows, Edenfall’s glittering lights had vanished, leaving only endless black. I sat rigid in my seat, hands clasped so tightly in my lap that my knuckles ached. The silk of the forced white dress clung to my skin like a second layer of shame, the hem riding high on my thighs no matter how much I tried to pull it down.