Dirtiest Desires (Steamiest Short Stories)
I close my eyes, letting myself get lost in it even as panic prickles at the back of my mind.
This is so wrong… and yet, so right.
A deep groan escapes from him and I feel his hands on my shoulders steadying me. One hand drifts lower and grips my breasts. I gasp as he cups me roughly, teasing, pinching. His touch sending jolts of heat through my entire body.
I look up just in time to see Inker leaning forward, lips grazing the underside of Stan’s cock, her tongue swirling around his balls. He groans again, louder this time, almost arching against her mouth.