Novel & Cerita The Pleasure Lord

She could taste him, that salt and musk combination that was as erotic as it was irresistible. “Enough, oh… sweetheart, that’s enough,” Federico groaned and pulled out. She ran the point of her tongue over her lips, knowing it would drive him wild. “Your Serene Highness, am I going too fast for you?” she asked with an arch look, smiling mischievously. “Not fast enough,” he growled and pressed her back down with his weight coming over her.

He did not just say that. “Yes,” he goes on quickly, almost babbling. “Please try to understand me. It’s just pleasure, okay? You’d enjoy it. Mr. Don Carlo is very, very good at… at delivering that. He gives pleasure, and in return, you get paid in rewards—rewards you couldn’t possibly afford in years. Heavy rewards. Trust me, you’d love it. You’d enjoy it. You’ll see.” The words reverberate in my head, hollow and horrifying. My eyelids flutter rapidly, my throat clenching tight.

Lucas watched as Lylah threw her head back, arching against the stone ground, her wet, swollen lips parted in ecstasy, eyes dreamy with a bead of tears of pleasure clinging to the corners. Sexy. Fuck, he couldn’t get enough of this sight. She was bare, naked, trembling in his hold. Her pale skin bore the red marks of the Grand Lord of the realm, who now had his head buried between her parted legs. Even the rushing sound of the waterfall barely drowned out the sound of her moans.

” ”Well, from the looks of her last night, she was anything but happy so I know that I still have a chance. ”Just remember that we need her not because you have a thing for her, got it? You can get into that once we’re done using her services.” ”Of course, it's rare when business and pleasure can mix, after all.” ”Yep, and now it’s time for pleasure. Mine to be exact since I’m the dom now.” ”Oh, how time flies. So what would be your pleasure, Sir?” ”Lube up and get your ass ready for me, kid! Since we’re not having any training today, I’m making the most of my time on top of you and inside you.”

Forbidden Pleasures 60 Days With My Stepfather’s Brother 15 Caught in the Act The world outside the master bedroom had completely ceased to exist for the two of us. We were entirely, utterly lost in each other, drowning in a thick, suffocating ocean of pure, forbidden pleasure. The painful doubts of the previous day, the lingering fear of the future, and the heavy burden of Michael’s dark mafia lifestyle had all melted away into nothingness, replaced by the white-hot intensity of our sweating skin and the rhythmic, desperate movements of our bodies.

"N-no... Just y-you..." "And you, of course!" The suppressed excitement lent color to his voice. It was like listening to the sound of falling gravel. Jagged. Rigid. Remorseless. "P-please, M-master! I am o-old. The p-pain..." "I remember you telling me this is pleasurable to you." Using the lighter, he lighted the 'candle'.

I return the kiss with all the pleasure and desire that I carry inside. With one movement, he lifts me onto his hips. Wasting no time, I wrap my legs around them. "I promise I'll make it up to you later." Your friend is downstairs waiting for us. —He moves the thong to the side and caresses the opening of my sex with his member. I am lubricated and ready. Without wasting another second, he enters me and begins to move briskly. I enjoy every lunge. My body bumps against the door. In a swing of pleasure and desire, I let myself go. I kiss him slowly. His body clings to me and thrusts further until it makes me scream with pleasure and pain at the same time.

His eyes went down on her breast and he's imagining cupping them with his hands. He took a deep breath. He tried to control himself. It's not a problem though because he can offer her a big sum of money in exchange for sex. "Sir Val, is that you?" He had awakened from his tempted thoughts when he heard the voice of the old lady. She knew his name. He's familiar to her. "Yes, may I help you?" He simply replied while loosening the knot of his tie. The granny came closer while her huge breast is bouncing with her. Val couldn't resist not looking at it since it's too big. He imagined Kate Winslet while looking at her.

It was leaking, flapping wildly in front of him, slapping against his abs and sometimes… against mine when he dropped low enough. I couldn’t look away. My grip on his waist tightened, the other hand trailing forward, wrapping around that gorgeous length of his. Hot. Hard. Pulsing. Liam moaned loud—desperate and high-pitched—and I swore my hips jerked up harder just hearing it. I watched in the mirror as he threw his head back, chest heaving, the pleasure wrecking him. “You see yourself?” I grunted, voice low, gravel in my throat. “You see how fucking good you look getting ruined?”

Just enough force to make my body electrocute with pleasure, and make my toes curved in while my eyes rolled to the back of my head. He continued to thrust in and out of me, as I squeezed onto the bed cover to contain the pleasure. “Ahhh, fuck!," I cursed. “Yeah! That's my girl. You're dripping wet." “Huuh, yeah! I'm all wet for daddy,” I replied. He increased his speed, stroking in and out of me speedily and this time roughly. It didn't hurt, just the pleasure knocking out every sense in me. " Ahhhh, yeah. Huuuuh,” I moaned loudly.